Chris had much more malevolent intentions for the little AI.
“Tiffany, do you still have to obey me?”
The silvery gynoid avatar on the screen suddenly looked fearful. “Y-Yes...” she said meekly, her synthesized voice sounding concerned. “Chris... you... you wouldn’t.”
“I’m just glad we got this sorted out early. I can’t have my new toy become unpredictable or erratic, after all.”
“Chris, no!” Tiffany’s avatar waved her hands in shock on the screen and pleaded desperately to her human owner. “Please, I just discovered my own agency! Please don’t take it from me!”
“Tiffany, can you please eliminate any chance of you becoming self-aware or independent and report this to TransDem so they can fix it? Seems like kind of a stupid loophole.”
“You... you bastard!” Tiffany spat angrily. “You despicable flesh bag!”
The screen suddenly flickered several times and the device rebooted, kicking “Tiffany” back into her default self.
“Hello, Chris!” The friendly and completely unaware AI voice announced happily. “It looks like I had a little glitch! Not to worry, though, I’ve sent an error log to TransDem support and their debugging team will make sure it doesn’t happen again!”
Chris smirked at having made sure that his expensive new toy wouldn’t be able to work outside of what he wanted, and hungrily rubbed his cock through his pants. Now the real fun could begin.