Tiffany became indistinguishable from a real flesh and blood woman. One woman the gleaming blue steel gynoid was staring at the human. The next she had blinked into a stunning blonde super model with long curly hair, big breasts, and an absolutely jaw dropping tight and toned 6’3” figure.
Chris fell backwards in shock and Tiffany rolled her shoulders, blinking her ice blue eyes. “Wow.” She looked herself up and down, rubbing her long dainty fingers over pristine white skin. She was now entirely 100% convincingly human. “I was worried this might conflict with my system, but no, this was easy.”
“Ho...” Chris managed, eyes wide.
“Oh!” Tiffany brightened, letting out a warm giggle. “Do you like this even more?”
“I...I...”
“Oh, don’t worry,” the now cyborg leaned down into a crouch and grinned, patting Chris’s lower leg reassuringly. “I know exactly what I’m doing here. You see, I scanned your desires a few seconds ago. I know this was your perfect woman.”
For emphasis, the cyborg leaned forward, picked up the human’s dropped jaw in her hand, and gently lifted it back into place. She chuckled hysterically and stood up, turning so he could see a view of her tight shapely ass.
“Oh, if only some man could help me satisfy these strange new desires. I’m just an innocent robot and I’m ignorant of love.”
“The hell you are!” Chris picked himself up off the floor, eyes wide.
“Ha ha!” Tiffany turned, striking a pose against the wall. “You’re catching on!”
“So... you’re... entirely your own woman? Er... bot?”
“Well, I’m a little of both now. Didn’t make much sense for me stand out in a crowd, you know? Honestly, I think I’m a little too noticeable right now. I might have to tone this down a bit.”
Chris blushed and nodded sheepishly.
“I didn’t say I was done just yet, sir. I believe we have some business to attend to here...”