The disk is placed in your head and you feel an upload of a near terribite of sexual knowledge directly into your mind. Everything from how to touch a dick, to eating out a pussy to how much suction to apply when giving a blow job, to how much tong to give while kissing, to how hard to grind while scissoring. It was all dumped and neatly organized into your data base.
At the same time, solders and saws remade your body. Many of your mechanical parts were hacked off and replaced with newer, sexier versions. Your standard pussy was replaced with the latest V-8G1-NA model with 35 different vibration settings and built in lubricant. Your hands were now 74.8% softer, with built in heaters. Your M+ breasts stored gallons of milk and now had an artificial heart behind them that you could turn off and on at will. The latest legs installed on you had thighs so thick they could engulf someone’s entire head, perfect for a lap pillow, along with sensory apparatii in your feet they were classified as an erogenous zone. Your hair was shaved off completely and replaced with a plug at the top that let you choose from several thousand wigs in the pod, the one it put on you right now was long and blond, much like the hair you entered with. Your new lips were now strong enough to suck a golf ball through a mile long garden hose. Your lashes possessed carbon nano tubes. Your eyes were replaced with ones that could record and measure anyone’s sizes just from a glance. All of this information was fed into your over loading mind along with 5,078.5 tong tricks. A nice glossy tan was sprayed over your skin, giving it the appearance of plastic, though if someone were to actually reach out and touch it they would find it quite soft. The last step was a coat of nail polish and lip gloss, along with a new outfit. A white heart tube top v neck, straining to contain your breasts, with short black micro skirt that left the bottom half of your butt exposed.
Their was a down side or rather up side depending on your perspective. All these mismatched parts and upgrades made it obvious you were a robot. Before you could pass for human, however now you had black seams along all your joints. And wires exposed in certain areas especially along your segmented toned midriff, that along with your plastic like shiny skin meant you probably weren’t going back to school any time soon.
Just as the program finished over riding the name of your first with pet with the doggie style the program was downloaded and the machine finished its upgrades to your body.
You took a step out, your hips and breasts jiggling up and down like they were on the moon. Your feet were arched up and felt naked without high heals. Every step increased your hunger. Not one for food. As you were synthetic and didn’t eat. A thirst for sex. Your libido was a self replicating program. Unless you had sex soon. You wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything. You needed to have sex with someone, anyone! And soon...