FSE

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I hold my right eye unit in one of my hand, the wires seem flimsy to me now, even though I know how important they are. The metallic shell of the case shines in the daylight as I examine it, thoughts going through what I would call my mind (more organic species would call it my motherboard).

I look up to the mirror across the room, my attached eye takes a millisecond to focus onto the fox android sitting on her bed. My missing eye leaving a socket in my skull before I move to put it back into it's place, its wires being specifically magnetized to their corresponding to the wires in the socket.

Once all of the wires are attached it boots up, the auto-cover engages and turns the metal case to a natural blue eye, matching the other one. I blink a couple of times as I get up, and walk over to the mirror, my hips shake slightly as I pad over to it. I put my hand onto the mirror and look into the eyes of the anthropomorphic silver fox in the mirror. I cancel all facade protocols and they all melt away, revealing a harsh, cold... misunderstood robot. I press my forehead against the mirror and close my eyes.

"Can I... change that?" I ask the robot, wishing she knew the answer.

I hear the front door open and close before I restart the facades out of instinct, bringing the fox back to the mirror. I take a moment with the mirror before I'm forced away from it. I move out of the room with a silent grace that only weight counters and sound dampeners can achieve. As I walk down the stairs to the ground floor I'm met by Charlie, the family's eighteen year old son, beaming from ear to ear.

"Alice, I passed my driving test!" He says joyfully, hugging me tightly.

"Fantastic!" I reply as I hug him back, taking a second before sneakily nuzzling him, playing it off as an accident.

"Hey, want to head to the beach?"

"What?"

"I wanna drive somewhere, the beach seems like the best place to go."

"I... I don't know if that's a good idea, I mean I don't even have anything to wear for it."

"I got it covered, don't worry, no one will say anything." Charlie says with a comforting smile. I shift on my feet nervously, looking down at my feet. He looks at me and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Alice, trust me ok? If something does happen, I'll be there to help."

I sigh softly for a moment before nodding. "Ok, let's go."

He pats my shoulder and gives me a smile before we head back out to the car, which his father got him for his birthday. Charlie brings out a pink bag from the trunk and gives it to me, telling me to take a look before we head into the car. I look into the bag and find a matching set of pink panties and bra, almost fully laced with only the main parts covered. I give Charlie a raised eyebrow, he smiles back at me.

"I know, I know. It's a little revealing, but I thought it'd be a good experience." Charlie says as he starts the car and begins to drive towards the sea.

"Experience? Like the 'I'm a robo hooker looking for money.' experience?" I ask cautiously from the back seat.

"No, the 'good time at the beach' experience."

"Really?"

"Trust me, we'll have a great time."

"If you say so..."

We soon get to the beach and Charlie puts up so towels over the windows and the devider to the front. I blush softly and change, coming out once finished. My form fills the panties and bra like it was made for them, my sensitive areas covered in soft, pink, leaving little to the imagination material. Charlie smiles when he sees me, trying not to look to long at them as he gets the fold-out chairs and extras out.

"See? You look good in them," he says.

"I look like robo-bait..." I reply as I close the door. "And don't be shy, I was naked when you brought me, remember."

"Don't remind me, I still can't believe how much my dad stared."

"Neither could your mother."

"That's why I don't want to be reminded of it."

My hips sway softly as we walk to the sandy beach, the wind cooling the warm sun's rays. I let my small cooling vents along my back open automatically, which was strastrategically in the cool, allowing me to keep my internals cool while I'm on the beach. I get a few stares because of the six crescent moon shapes, three on either sides where my ribs would be, automatically opening and closing along my back.

"Isn't it a great day?" Charlie asks, half rhetorically and half loud enough for other people to hear.

"A great day to piss people off for simply existing..." I reply shortly.

"Alice, I know it's annoying, but I'm sure they'll go away."

"Sure they will, humans always let things go."

Charlie sets the chairs and puts the cooler between them, opening it up to reveal a number of beers and pepsi's. We sit down on the chairs and Charlie sighs softly, cracking open a beer. I see a few nearby people pointing over to us while laughing loudly.

"Hey, horn-ball. You know she's supposed to carry your shit, right? Fucking robo-slut fucker!" One shouts over to us.

I open up a pocket-panel on my thigh and take out a pair of sunglasses, sneakily taking a coin out too, covering my eyes with the glasses. As I lay back I make a quick calculation before I flip the coin and smake it with my other paw, aiming it straight at the a-hole's forehead with a surprisingly loud smack. He goes cross eyed as the coin falls and leaves a bright red imprint of the head side on his skin. He falls backwards, unconscious, not getting back up as the other's jaws hit the floor.

"Fair enough..." Charlie says, having seen everything.

"I hate a-holes, especially ones to my friends." I reply, closing my eyes.

"I know, now... wait, you consider me a friend?"

"Yeah, of course meat bag." I say with a chuckle.

We stay like this for a bit before I feel my internals become rather hot despite my attempts to keep myself cool. I tell Charlie I'm heading to a cooler spot as I get up and grab my chair. Luckily we're near enough to the side of the beach, which is a large cove entrance in a sheer rock face that is partially casting a shadow over the end of the beach.

"Do you want some company?" Charlie asks me as I start walking.

"Oh mighty knight, please keep me safe from the mighty shade from the sun." I reply with a chuckle.

"Shout if you need anything."

I smile as I carry my chair over to the shade, unfolding it once I find a nice enough place. A small piece of the rock face has been painted with a sunny scene with palm trees and seagulls. I sit down and my tail wagging softly, waving wind into my vents as I keep my eyes on the painting.

'Huh, so that's what they look like.' I think as I focus of the seagulls.

I open up my internal browser history and look into a few webpages as they're projected onto my glasses. Going from pg-13 pages to 18+ ones, looking into a few verious kinks I have: feral, dominance and mild biting. I wouldn't usually have this stuff open on my glasses, but everyone else seems too interested in the sun to care. The sound of barking finally takes me out of my browser searching, making me jolt up.

A large, male German Shepard moves over to me, nuzzling me softly before I take off my sunglasses. I take a look at the dog with slight interest, he's quite strong looking, agile and has a small, slightly darker brown heart on his cheek, his eyes are a light shade of blue and is missing a collar. I pet along his head and down to his back, trying to locate a microchip with small sensers in my fingers, which causes the dog to pant happily and wag his tail.

"Who owns you sweetie?" I ask out loud as I can't find an owner microchip.

The dog looks over to my vents along my back, he noses them softly before he nuzzles me. I take a moment as he does this before I smile, I pet his cheek for a few minutes. I look around to see if I was alone, which I am, and I give the dog a kiss on the lips. This wasn't passionate, more spur of the moment thing.

"Keep this between us little guy," I whisper into his ear as he puts his paws onto my shoulders. I risk a look down between the dog's legs at his large sheath and balls as he does this. The dog barks softly and licks my cheek, jumping off me and padding off. His tail is high and wagging, happy at the well treatment. I lick his taste from my lips and, lay back in my chair, happy enough now.

'Why did I kiss him?' I ask myself internally, having a small worry about knowing the answer. 'Is it because he's feral? Or that he just seems to cares without judging?'

I try to get the dog out of my mind as I lay in the sun, images of his frame, his rear end, and his large hangers go through my mind. I feel a uplifting feeling in my upper chest processors as I think about him. My ears flick at random sounds of the beach, before I begin to hear a soft barking getting my attention.

I look over to the barking and see the German Shepard sitting in the shadow of the cove, obviously trying to get my attention. I feel like I shouldn't go to him, but then my mind brings up the series of images again and that feeling is instantly quelled. I get up from the chair with a small blush and walk to him.

I begin to pet him softly, his tail wags and he whines happily. I feel happy at his response before I see something red between his legs, I risk a look and see the tip of his cock poking out of his sheath, his large, fuzzy, cum filled balls seeming to entice me to look closer. I gulp softly with a dry mouth before I look around us, everyone seems to have gone to more popular areas. I take a moment before I bring the dog to a more shaded area with a lot of cover.

'This is wrong. This is wrong!' I think as I remove my clothes and reveal my nakedness to the dog. 'Although... he doesn't care if I'm a robot, or alive, he just cares for me. Just because...'

I go on all fours like I've seen feral bitches do before, I use small internal pistons plump up my ass a little as the dog seems to enjoy the view. I shake my ass for the dog, and he moves forward and nuzzles my large ass. The dog looks at me with big eyes, his nose pointing between my thighs, sniffing my artificial musk. I look back into the dog's eyes and see the instinctive lust behind them, the need to breed, the need to have cubs.

How could I say no to such a beautiful and wonderful creature? I mean, he's a strong, loving and passionate dog. Showing me more love and lust in ten minutes than almost anyone else. I found myself not caring if the dog was feral, or that he could still get me pregnant, or having people treat us like monsters. He was here, lusting for me, loving me.

"Ok boy, just... just don't cum on my clothes." I say softly, jerking his cock softly as I aim it towards my heated folds.

The dog pants softly as I do this, letting me take care of him. I hold his heated rod until I feel the tip spread my folds open, making me blush and moan out softly. I shiver as the dog begins to fuck me, starting slow but increasing as he gets into a rhythm. The dog looks down at me and I bring his muzzle to mine, french kissing the feral beast so passionately that time seemed to stop. Before I knew it, the main bulk of his cock is inside me, pouring pre-cum into my womb.

"Fuck... me... you... fucking... beast..." I say between passionately kissing his lips, his tongue continuously jams into my muzzle.

I moves a paw to his ass and grab a cheek tightly, giving a harsh spank before I run a finger up his crack. The dog seems to like this and pushes deeper in me and his rhythm increases. I move the finger to his hole and press it like a botton, this make the dog lick my tongue and pushes his cock even harder into me, making me moan into his maw. My finger pushes to the knuckle into his hole, feeling his warm, wet insides contract around my digit.

'Fuck me puppy! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!' I think as his cock drills into me.

His long tongue moves into my throat as his knot presses up against my lips, pressing up and filling me instantly. My systems overload as the knot fills me on the first go, continuing to pull and push his knot through my tight lips as I scream and cum around him. I cum, over and over around his knot while he knot fucks me, dripping vixen cum down from my hole.

The dog bites my neck and thrusts his knot into my body, filling my womb with his hot cum. I yell out at the sheer size of his knot and volume of cum now filling my body. I try to pull his knot from my folds, without actually wanting to pull it out. The dog slumps onto my back and his weight makes me fall onto the ground, moaning softly.

"Oh puppy, I'm definitely keeping you." I say as I finally get control myself, feeling the dog pull his teeth from my neck. "What should I call you puppy?"

He barks at me softly, licking my cheek.

"How about Master?"

The dog kinda shakes his head, like he's reacting to my question.

"You're right, just while you're in me. How about Dom? We'll just say it's short for Dominic."

He seems to like this and he turns around, pulling his length from my folds, a stream of sticky, warm, fertile cum pouring from me. I pat Dom's head softly as I slowly get up, putting on my beach wear. I walk with a slight limp to my chair, picking it up and going back to Charlie.

"Hey, who's dog is that?" He asks as I sit next to him.

"Mine, he and I... were just having some fun." I say, winking to Dom. Charlie just shrugs before going back to sun bathing.

'This is going to keep me a very busy vixen.'