"S-so you can become anything?" You asked blushing "Yes, I could become the human I was before, or a furry with a love of vore, or a massive house sized slob who's constantly shitting. What ever you desire I can become." The unit responded "And-and you won't judge me or think I'm... wrong?" "No master, regardless of what you transform this unit into it will not ever fill any form of negative emotions such as shame or judgement unless it is ordered to do so." The grey figure answered.
"Even if I were to ask you to become... to become young?" You asked shame still clinging to your mind "No, this unit will accept and enjoy/ love what ever the master does to it. Even if he were to turn this unit into a toddler and then brutally murder it neither this unit nor any other would judge demean or claim master has committed some sort of moral wrong doing." The unit replied "Whoa, whoa, whoa, what I want isn't exactly saintly but it's not murdering a toddler. How did you even come up with that?" You responded "This unit looked into its previous states mental patterns, particularly its morality, generating an example of the worst action one could take as judged by those mental patterns. It believed doing so would clarify that there is no form, desire, or action the master could take that will be "wrong" or "immoral" unless otherwise stated by master."
With the knowledge that you could do as you wish without consequence or moral worry (beyond your own at least) you finally got the courage to make your demands "Unit, you will become... you will become an eight year old boy, one who is sexually mature and has been so all his life. You prefer being naked and are naturally very horny, enjoying sex greatly especially anally. Y-you also like normal boy things like video games, and you are very attracted to me and to most boys."
Finished with your alterations the grey unit began to change, shrinking down to the size of a child, skin returning to a normal tone as cute child like facial features began to take form. Small nipples formed on his lithe body and traveling down you saw as a small dick formed, originally soft, but as soon as the units gray eyes opened to see you, the tiny boy cock grew hard and erect. Despite your request you were taken aback as the small boy began looking at you with hungry eyes "Thank You Master." He said as he began to approach, instinctively you stepped back only for the boy to grab onto your waist.
"Master, I know what you want, I know it from the way you made me, I know it from how your reacting. Some part of you still think its wrong but..." The boy unbuckled your belt "I promise you..." undid the button "I want it." Unzipped your pants "I want it, because you made me to want, so you need to take responsibility; Master." Forcefully the boy brought your pants (boxers included) down to your knees uncovering your erect cock, and without a second thought the young boy took your manhood into his mouth, sucking on it like a starving calf wanting milk.
With an expertise one would expect of a trained prostitute the once gray unit turned cock-hungry boy sucked on your dick, sucking away all of your guilt, shame, and inhibition with it. It took only a few moments before you were fully committed to fucking the little boys mouth, moaning like a whore as you gently held his head to your crotch. Every time you looked down you saw by the units face that he wanted it, that he truly wanted this and this thought was like heaven to you as you enjoyed the pleasure.
Soon your servant brought you to the edge of orgasm when suddenly he stopped, looking down to find out why you found him bending down and presenting his ass to you "Please master, I want it, I want it so bad." he pleaded, sending you into overdrive as without hesitation your spit lubed cock into the waiting hole of the unit, elating a triumphant moan of pleasure from the boy. Straight to the hilt, your balls slabbed against his, again and again as you slid in and out of his anus, both of you moaning like wild animals. It was as though his hole was specifically designed for pleasuring you (and in a way it was).
Grasping ahold of the boys cock you began to stroke, wishing to please him as much if not more than yourself stroking up and down his length as you pounded his hole. Time lost all meaning as you both reverted to primal desires, though it did not take much time at all as your balls began churning readying to release their load into the young boy. With one final triumphant thrust you were brought to climax, a singular loud moan escaping each of you as your loads shoot out.
Deep into the bowls of the young unit your white cum entered not a single drop spilled; the units cum however fell onto the ground, coating both it and your hand as you gave a few weak thrust to ensure as much spunk entered your creation as possible. Still in a primal haze you liked the boys sperm from your hand which tasted delicious to you "So what know Master?" the unit asked recovering far quicker than you. As the haze lifted you sat there wondering the same thing.