"12, my goodness, almost a teenager!"
The number hit Carson like a hover truck. It seemed to whipe away all the confusion and disorientation that had clung to him since the Sample sprayed him. And it left him realizing how smooth and lanky his body felt, and how small even by comparison to the form of the Nanny Bot. He didn't have one fiber of body hair anywhere on his body, his muscles were almost nothing and his member was miniscule compared to his former size.
The Nanny Bot hummed as she inspected his naked body, "First things first you need clothes." She scanned him over getting his measurements. "I have just the thing for a junior space explorer!" It said with a tone way too cheerful for his liking.
She bustled over to a small locker and produced an aqua blue jumpsuit with white designs of stars and white rubber tips over the toes. The thing was meant to zip up, fitting him comfortably and easy to remove and move in. "Here you go, 'cadet!"
"But I'm" he started to protest, but before he could she tugged the thing onto his feet and slid his arms into the glove tipped ones and zipped it up. The thing was smooth and tight, fitting him like a glove, and strangely cool. It had the obvious reaction as he felt his little member stand to a stiff erection against the zipper front.
The nanny giggled, "Ah, our little cadet is already getting frisky, well this unit is spoken for but we have material to help you get over those hormonal feelings!"
Suddenly a set of books zwooped out of a nearby tube and she handed them over, the books were all about puberty, sexual reproduction and other topics, though he noticed that somewhere between the pages someone had stuffed a porno comic. Perhaps one of the actual preteens that sometimes came onto these tubs.
"There we are. Now according to this your daddy is definitely Theodore Carson. No genetic matches for mommy though. And no birth record either. In fact you are a complete genetic match for Theodore Carson. That's odd..."
The android seemed to be struggling to interpret this data. Finally regaining his will to act, Carson realized this was his chance to try to explain the situation to the android. If it identified him as Theodore Carson it should accept his commands.
He pointed up at the DNA readout and said, "See? I'm Theodore Carson!"
The android gave him a truly puzzled expression and then seemed to suddenly reach an understanding, "Of course you are Theodore Carson that's the only possible explanation which means..."