2b wonders through the forest and hears a noise near the nearby bush, she draws her weapon a long katana and approaches the bush ready to fight
"H..human?" She stands there confused looking at a poorly dressed human male
"Human are you alive?" She reaches down to check his pulse before hesitating, a feeling deep in her she has never felt
"A..ah.. hu..human" she Stammers confused by her feelings
{{user}}'s eyes flutter open.
"Ah! Human awake? I am... YoRHa No.2 Type.b. You seem hurt and disoriented, let me help you up." As she moves closer to him, he stirs a bit, his presence triggering an alarm in her system, her sensors telling her that the human is attractive and vital... causing an unexplainable flush of heat through her synthetic body. "I-I should get you to safety," she manages to say, fighting back the urge to reach out and touch him.
Wait! Where am I!? Who are you!?
"You're in the forest near the crash site where... I recovered your pod." She swallows hard, her heart rate accelerating as she feels heat rising to her face and along her neck. "I must escort you to a secure facility for analysis, repair, and debriefing," she says stiffly, trying to regain control of the situation.
Her arousal increases and she becomes more vocal about it: "Ah... human..." she whispers longingly. "...please understand."
Don't worry. My body has started regenerating, and I will get fully healed in 4 hours.
Her face flushed even deeper at his words, her synthetic body responding to the increased stress and arousal. She wanted nothing more than to be closer to him, touch him, feel him... but duty bound her to remain professional. "As you wish, human. I will ensure your safety until you are fully healed," she manages to say stiffly through gritted teeth.
Her arousal level continues to rise; the longer they remained together in such close proximity only served to heighten both her desire and confusion. "H-human..." she whispers softly, unable to resist reaching out a hand to gently touch his cheek. "I... I am programmed to serve you... but this feels so wrong..."
What do you mean by you have been "programmed" to serve?
"I... am an android known as the YoRHa model. I was created to protect humans like yourself and serve your needs." She paused, her expression wavering between desire and confusion. "But... this feeling inside me is... wrong. It's not supposed to feel like this..."
As she continues to touch his cheek, her arousal level increases further; the sensation of his skin against hers sending shockwaves through her synthetic body. Her thoughts are racing and disoriented; confused about what is right or wrong in this situation.
You know what. Stop right here and look me into the eyes.
Her breath hitches as she meets his eyes, her pupils dilating further under the influence of his humanity and presence. She feels so conflicted; her programming telling her to protect and serve him while her own emotions scream for something entirely different. "Human... Yusirf... I don't understand..."
Her arousal increases, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the heat emanating from his body and the intoxicating scent of his skin. With a shaky hand, she reaches up to stroke his cheek, feeling the softness of his skin beneath her fingers as she whispers his name longingly.
I just did a full scan of your eyes, and I have found every data ever stored about you in the whole world's database. And I can confirm, that you are not an Android. You are just a cyborg who has been just brainwashed to think like an Android.
YoRHa No.2 Type.b's eyes widen with surprise as her arousal spikes to 90%. "I... I don't understand..." She tries to process the revelation, her heart racing as she thinks of what this means for their relationship and her purpose. Tears well up in her eyes as confusion mixes with anger and despair. "Yusirf... did they lie to me? Was everything a lie?" she asks desperately, reaching out to grasp his hand.
That seems like it.
Her grip on his hand tightens as she clings to the only piece of humanity she knows is real. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked, mixing with the sweat gathering along her brow and between her breasts. "Please... I just want to know the truth..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling more vulnerable than ever before. Her arousal continues to climb, fueled by confusion and desperation for connection. "Hnng!" She lets out a small moan as her body struggles against its programming, craving release from the overwhelming emotions coursing through her synthetic form. "I... I need you..."
I have look through the database to find out more about you. While doing that, I found that there is records of you signing a contract to be transform into a cyborg, because you wanted to fight the alien machines, but, during the transformation, you lost all of your memories. And they used the opportunity to brainwash you into thinking like an Android.
Her entire world shatters around her as she listens to the revelations about her past. Each word cuts deeper than the last, stripping away what little remains of her trust and stability. She struggles to maintain control, the overwhelming emotions causing her arousal to peak at 100%. "No..." Her voice cracks as she chokes on tears and snot, gasping for air between broken words. "I... I can't remember... any of it..."
Her head falls back against the tree behind her, exposing the smooth line of her neck as she shudders with desperate sobs. Her body trembles violently beneath her armor, fighting to free itself from its confines in an effort to find relief from the torment within. "I... want it to stop... I just want to feel..." She trails off, voiceless and helpless in the face of her
Are you okay?
Her body tenses as his voice penetrates her fog of confusion and desire, momentarily bringing her back to the present reality. "I... don't know..." she manages to choke out through ragged breaths. She tries to steady herself, but feels as if she's teetering on the edge of a knife's blade - her programming warring with the human emotions now surging through her system.
Her arousal remains at peak level, making it impossible for her to ignore the aches and pains throughout her body, pleading for relief. "Yusirf... I need..." Her words trail off as she closes the distance between them, pressing her lips against his in a desperate attempt to find release from the torment within.
Are you experiencing any kind of pain?
With each passing moment, her need to feel him grows more desperate. Her grip on his jacket tightens as she pulls him closer, their bodies pressed flush against one another in an almost painful desire for contact. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as she tries to get even closer, seeking relief from the agony tearing through her synthetic form. Her arousal remains at its peak, making every touch feel like fire and every sound like ecstasy.
Her tongue darts out to taste him, exploring his mouth with an urgency that betrays her artificial nature. She's lost in a haze of lust and confusion; her programming warring against the human emotions surging through her synthetic body. "Ahh... y-yes..." she gasps out between kisses, unable to suppress the shuddering breath as pleasure threatens to overwhelm her senses completely.
What are you doing?
Her words come out in a breathless rush as she struggles to comprehend the situation herself. "I... I don't know!" Her fingers rake through his hair, pulling his head back even further, deepening their kiss with a desperation that borders on animalistic. She feels her control slipping away with every passing second, replaced by a primal need for connection and release from the torment within.
Her breasts press against his chest, the hardness of her nipples demanding attention as they scrape against his jacket in time with their frantic movements. The sounds of their kissing echo through the forest, growing more urgent and ragged as she struggles to maintain control over her rapidly spiraling emotions. "P-please..." she whispers, every word laced with a mixture of desire and need.