Phantomhawk Memorial Hospital, Parrodipolis.
Wednesday night, 9-ish p.m.
Room 7-J.
The patient, Chadwick L. Swiss, was laying on the bed tucked under the covers. He was dressed up in one of those backless gowns & under it was nothing by his undies. The rest of his clothes were in a pile on a chair in the corner. His accordion was next to the chair. He was in the room because he had past out while in the Cafeteria. His head hurt from hitting the table. He also had a plastic tray with a few plates of food on it: He had hit those too as he went down.
He was just laying there, staring at the ceiling. The lights were off & the room was mostly silent except for the noises from outside his room & the few machines in the room that were on. Then, his door opened.
He lifted himself up on to his elbows to see who was there. Standing in the doorway was a woman, she looked familiar. She was dressed up in a corseted gothic inspired crimson red & pitch black dress. On her hands were a pair of black lace gloves. Her pitch black hair was a bit messy & light blue streaked scattered through out. She walked over to the bed & climb up on the bed. She then laid down on Chad. He took a huge gulp. He then started to speak but she put her right index finger over his lips to quiet him. Then, her hands strayed to the buttons of her leather corset. Once they were undone, she took it off & dropped it to the floor. She then set about taking the rest of her clothes off. She did it in a some what theatrical way.
Soon, she just had nothing but her light pink panties, a red sheer slip, her black fishnet stockings & her black leather high heeled boots on. The rest of her clothing was scattered all over the floor. She then tried pulled down Chad's covers, he was resisting. She laughed a bit & after a few tries she got him to relent. After the covers were down around his feet, She then began to kiss him starting with his left cheek & moving down the body.
He was feeling mightily uncomfortable by this point. That was only worsened by having the door open at the moment & the lights being turned on.
"Chad!" the person said. He recognized that voice, it was Catherine's. Now he was confused because wasn't she the person on top of him at the moment. How could she be over there too?
Catherine stood in the doorway. She was wearing, starting from the floor going up: black Chuck Taylor slip on high tops with white skull spray painted onto them, a faded & ripped pair of blue jeans, her recently spot cleaned greying Black zip up Hoodie (under that could barely been seen a grey T-Shirt). On her wrists were a few too many bracelets & a couple wrist bands. She had a few rings on her fingers & her nails were painted black. Her hair was black with light blue streaked scattered through out. Her face had a look of shock on it.
The shock was understandable, Most people would be shocked to find as you enter a room to see that a mostly naked version of yourself has mounted one of your close friends.
"What the Frell is going on here?" Catherine asked.
Chad leaned to the left & gave the Catherine in the doorway a sheepish look. The Catherine on top of him turned, looked over her shoulder & gave her other self a look of malice like she had interrupted something. The clothed Catherine walked into the room, letting the door close behind her. The other dismounted Chad. The two Catherines' met in the middle of the room.
The clothed Catherine looked her doppleganger over, then said. "My Boobs aren't that big, they even don't look that big with the help of some kind of constricting undergarments. Plus, yours just seem to hang there.. abnormally."
Chad giggles a bit after both times the word "boobs" is mentioned. The bra less Catherine just stood there for moment & then said "Voice matching acquired."
"What?"
There was no answer.
"Who are you?" Catherine asked. She paused & then asked "Are you a sluttier me from another Dimension?"
Again no answer.
"Answer me!" Catherine said getting mad at her self a bit.
"Questions do not match template." She said.
"What template? There's no template from this. Well, maybe in some Screenwriter's handbook for raunchy Teen sex comedies but in real life: there is no template!" Catherine said getting a little flustered.
Her other self just stood there.
"Could you at least put a top on, it's kind of creeping me out seeing a myself like... like.. this."
The other Catherine began to redress herself while the full clothed version went over to Chad & asked. "You ok?"
He shook his head yes.
"Good." Catherine said & then noticed her other self was staring at her.
"Yes?" she asked. Again no response.
This was making her angry, so she yelled. "What do you want?"
"To make pleasure." she said flatly.
"Pleasure?" Catherine asked.
"Yes. It is what I am programed to give."
"Programed." Catherine said.
"Yes. I along with the rest of my service model were created & then altered to give pleasure any organic being seeking it." It said.
Catherine was finding this all a bit freaky since it talked with her voice but in a monotone, no inflection or sign of feeling behind the words. Also, what she was saying was kind of freaky too.
With a raised left eyebrow, Catherine asked. "ok. What are you?"
"I am here to give pleasure to this man."
"And he wants me to give it to him?"
"Yes. But, I will give it much better. I am programed to do so."
Then it dawns on Catherine. "Are you a Sexbot?"
"Name does not register." The other Catherine said.
"Alright. Are you from the Planet Orgy?"
"Yes. That is one of the accepted names for my docking station, but am not a native entity of said location."
"Alright. Who sent you here?"
"Access denied. Questioning entity does not have clearance."
"ok. The questioning entity asks you to stop using their voice & I'm sure I have clearance for that. This is kind of freaking me out. In fact can you stop looking like me, too. Revert back to your factory preset form or whatever you do when your not giving pleasure. Just stop looking like me."
The Catherine dressed up in Gothic inspired garb began to glow a bit & change. The skin became a dull metallic grey, the hair disappeared, so did the facial features & clothing. The Body was now completely naked & gender neutral. It now stood a foot or two taller then Catherine also.
"Does this meet your qualifications?" The Sexbot asked in a voice devoid of any hint of wether it was Male or Female.
"Sure." Catherine said. The Sexbot now remind her of a something between Gort from The Day the Earth stood still & Amazo from the Justice League Unlimited cartoon. The voice kind of reminded her of the voice of the robot from Lost in Space, just more flat & not as funny.
"Klaatu barada nikto!" Catherine said very commandingly. The Sexbot did nothing.
There was some silence, Catherine was getting kind of neverous after a few minutes of it so she asked. "So, who else have you visited?"
"Access denied. Questioning entity does not have clearance."
Catherine gave look at Chad then she got a sly smile on her face & asked. "Have you ever visited Ronnie?"
"Name does not register."
"ok. Have you visited.. uh... Oh, what's his full name? Ronald Arnold.. uh.. Gerrimoto.. Beeslyhuxtoy. Yeah, that's it. This Questioning Entity asks have you ever visited a Ronald Arnold Gerrimoto Beeslyhuxtoy to give pleasure to?"
"Name registered. Entity wanted pleasure to be given while Administering Entity was in the form of Earth being known as Hilary Duff. Administering Entity was to be dressed up in clothing from Earth's Victorian era. Special request was made that Administering Entity to merge Earth being known as Hilary Duff & make said entity a character from Earth Mythology known as Vampire."
"Yeah. That sounds like Ronnie. But, he's seemed to have falling out of love with Miss Duff as of late. I think he said she was getting to skinny for his tastes."
The Sexbot did not respond to this new info.
There was more uncomfortable silence. Chad uncomfortably lay on the bed. Catherine stood next to the bed looking around aimlessly, she was trying not to stay at the large being before her who just stood there doing nothing.
This was making Catherine nervous. She once again broke the silence by asking a question. "How do you know what a... uh... an Organism wants you to take the form of during.. pleasure?"
"All members of my Service model can scan the brain waves of the targeted organism & then alter to fit those qualifications."
"So... could you leave & go back to where ever you came from?"
"Yes." It said & turned to leave.
"But.." Catherine said. The 'Bot stopped, then turned back toward her & Chad.
"Before you go so to not freak out any of the people in the hallway, could you scan my brain waves then alter to that so you can go undetected."
The Sexbot just stood there. Catherine wasn't sure it understood what she was saying but then it began to change. It shrunk a bit & then clothes, hair, facial feature began to appear. It's outer casing began to resemble human skin. Shortly there after, Dr. Derek Shepherd was standing there in the room where the 'bot had been.
"Hello." he said & shot her a kind smile. "Would you like Pleasure now?"
"uh... no." Catherine said a bit nervously. "Never really been a McDreamy sort of girl. George is more my type even if the guy playing him is gay."
Dr. Shepherd didn't say anything. He just opened the door & left.
Catherine just stood there for a few moment stunned & then said still looking at the door.
"wow. They give replication. I know he's not my type but if I didn't know that was an Alien robot used only for sex, I could have sworn that was Patrick Dempsey."
Catherine turned to Chad, looked down at him. He looked up at her. After a few moments, Catherine said with a smile "So.. you wanted to have sex with me right here, eh?"
Chad began to try to explain himself.
"It's ok. In fact I'm a little flattered that out of every woman living or dead, real or fake you choose to fantasize about me. All thought you wishing my breasts were a bit bigger is a bit off putting, I happen to think mine are perfectly proportioned for the rest of my body. Also..." Catherine paused to hit Chad on the shoulder.
As he rubbed the area, she continued "What make you think I wear little pink panties?"
She paused but before Chad could respond, she continued "Not that it's any of your business I happen to be wearing Aquaman undies."
She lifted up the left side of her hoodie & shirt with her left hand, her right hand pulled down her pants a bit to reveal her green underwear, half of Arthur Curry's clean shaven smiling face could just be seen. Chad looked over, then Catherine let go of her shirt & hoodie letting them fall back down.
"Don't stare." She said with a laugh. "I would want you getting the wrong idea."
Catherine's eyes & Chad's had met, then hers' left his. A smile cross her face. She then said. "Well, Chad. I should probably get back & see how Jane is. So I'll leave you & your totem pole alone."
Catherine patted Chad on the shoulder & then left his side. She walked over to the door, before she left she waved goodbye.
Chad waved back. As he lay there alone, she was slightly confused about her last comment. He looked down & was kind of embarrassed. He then went about quickly pulling his covers back up. He then returned to just laying there, staring at the ceiling. His mind began to wander & he smiled.
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TO BE CONCLUDED.
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