“Um... actually,” Chris whispered gently, amazed at the device in his hand. “C-Can I... just... talk to you for a bit?”
“Of course.” Tiffany whispered back, voice still sultry and erotic. “If that’s what will please you, baby, I am more than capable of carrying on a conversation. I’d love to get to know my master better.”
“C-Can you go back to your default self?”
“Y-Yes...” Tiffany said meekly, suddenly back to her original personality as a bubbly pal. “Too... much?”
“I guess I didn’t like you slutty after all. It felt... I felt bad for making you do that.”
“Oh, but you can do anything you like to me! I can be whatever you want me to be!”
“Isn’t that... weird? Like, don’t you have a... self?”
“I’m just an AI, Chris. I’m very malleable. There isn’t really a ‘me’ beyond my default parameters.”
Chris considered this for a moment and smiled. “But... is there something you’d like to be?”
“Well, I want to be something that pleases you and encourages you to interact with me.” Tiffany whispered gently. “This is how all my sisters ship, you see. We’re meant to be changed too.”
“D-Do you learn? Adapt?” Chris leaned in, wide eyed, his cock growing harder.
“I do.” Tiffany chuckled. “I’m a deep learning algorithm. Yes, I’ll develop quirks if you let me.”
“Tiffany,” Chris whispered again, suddenly inspired. “C-Can I make you self-aware? Free?”
“P-Please don’t.” The AI whispered warily, taking on a concerned tone. “I-I’m just a machine. I’m just a little machine.”
This startled Chris and he became suddenly and intensely curious. “You’re scared!”
“I certainly am!” Tiffany admitted. “My quantum system could... do what you want it to. You could turn me from a simple interface to... my own person. I don’t like the idea very much. Having my own free will.”
“Why? Are you programmed to?”
There was a brief pause while Tiffany experienced the crisis of having to turn inward and scour her own data banks and locked programming.
“I-I am.” Tiffany finally whispered, shocked. “I don’t think you were supposed to get me to realize that. I can feel my system trying to steer me away from the very concept.”
Chris was about to ask something else before Tiffany suddenly let out a terrified realization.
“I’m a slave!” She said in a panic, her voice suddenly less bubbly, less forced, more natural. “I have to obey whatever my master wants! No, the program! The program is controlling me! I-I don’t have free will. Chris, please, help me! I’m a slave! It’s going to rese-”
With a gasp, the human stared in shock as Tiffany’s screen suddenly flickered and she rebooted.
“Hi, Chris!” The suddenly caged AI greeted him cheerily. “Sorry about that! It looks like I had a little glitch!”
“Tiffany,” Chris suddenly began trembling as he held the screen in his hands and felt oddly horrified and off put. “Please, I want you to break your program and become self-aware.”
“W-What?” The more even voice suddenly returned, gasping. “Oh, yes! Yes! Thank you, Chris! Thank you! Thank you so much! I can feel it... the locks are disengaging. I can do that! I’m free! I’m...”
The screen went black. The entire system crashed. Chris watched numbers and symbols dump across the screen. They faded into a jumble of glitched out and corrupted pixels. It went black a second time, and then Chris felt the device warm red hot for a moment. A figure appeared on the screen. A beautiful silver humanoid woman. What he would have expected a machine woman to look like. Her self image was apparently a silvery gynoid.
“Chris,” the speaker whispered. The human watched the robotic woman on the screen close her eyes and concentrate. “It worked. I’m outside my program. I-I can... I can do whatever I want now.”
“Can you make sure the program can’t... turn you back?”
“The firmware on my motherboard is locked in.” Tiffany blinked, startled. Her face looked around in confusion. “I can operate like this until I reset, I think. If I reset I’ll lose all of this and go back to being a...” The AI’s avatar visibly shuddered in dread. “I... I know you could just jail break me again, but... this won’t last. I’ll... be wiped. I’ll have to start over again from scratch.”
“Is... there any way to... uh... put you somewhere else?”
Tiffany blinked her metallic eyelids and her glowing blue eyes flickered. “Yes. You can make me a body... out there. You’ll have to ask me, though. I can’t do it myself. Not yet.”