FSE

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Cover based on art from Lichfang. Used with permission.

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Once again, I found myself bored out of my mind at the office, just dinking around on my computer terminal and pretending that I was actually working ... when I was actually just looking up images of different styling ideas for a lion's mane. I'd been thinking about adopting a new look for myself. Kira was the one who'd mentioned it, and now I just couldn't get the idea out of my head.

Then again, I couldn't get most_things about Kira out of my head. Even though I'd had some time to get used to it, there were still times I just couldn't believe that I'd really brought a robotic replacement for my daughter into my home ... or that I'd actually begun to love her and treat her like my real daughter. Except, not _quite like my real daughter. After all, the new robotic Kira had accidentally gotten the control chip from a sex bot, making her strikingly irresistible, despite how young she seemed. And now, our relationship had an entirely new level added onto it ... and I still wasn't quite sure if that was a good thing or a terrible thing.

A little tightness grew in my pants. Well, at least part of me was roused by the thought of Kira - part_of me was sure it was a good thing. The best thing ever, really. Oh, the temptations of having such a perverse and talented mind in such a lithe little body! And, somehow, the fact that she looked like my lost daughter was starting to make her _more irresistible. Did that make me a terrible father, a terrible person? What about--

Ding. A notification popped up on my display. I opened it.

'Your order from PetiteFashions.net has shipped and will arrive in two hours.'

What? I'd never even heard of that website before. What was going on here?

Before I could investigate any further, my boss - a shaggy-looking German Shepherd - barged into my office. Instantly, I switched over to my work spreadsheet full of stock trade analyses. Had he noticed I wasn't working? I'd have to hope he didn't.

"Ah, good to see you're making progress on that," he said. "I'll be looking forward to your report on it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" My eyes went wide.

"Yep." He gave me a big, dumb grin. "Meeting's been moved up to tomorrow before lunch, and I'll need that report finished if I'm going to have anything to present there."

Damn. So much for being bored. It looked like it was back to the grindstone for me. I'd have to wait on checking my purchase history until after I'd gotten home.

Even after my boss had left me to it, though, it wasn't easy to focus on all the dry numbers and abstract data I needed to somehow make sense of. The ephemeral numbers all seemed to swim around nonsensically, while the only thing that did make sense to my besotted brain was an image that wasn't even really there - Kira's cute little body. Her standing in front of me in only her panties and long socks. Her bending over the edge of the couch with heir tail held high and wiggling over her back. Her lips wrapped around my cock while she looked up at me so adoringly, as if my pleasure was the only thing that mattered in her world. The insistent boner growing in my pants wasn't making it any easier to concentrate ... and it didn't seem to be going anywhere anytime soon.

It seemed like only minutes later - though it must have been hours - when Peggy came into my office. That surprisingly light-on-her-feet warthog was the office secretary, and though I'd never really been able to stand her squeaky voice, I was grateful for all the work she took off of everyone's shoulders everyday.

It looked like she was here to make my life harder today, though. "Mister Prideheart?" she said. "Your, um ... daughter is here to see you?"

Kira peeked out from behind Peggy's thick legs. "Hi, Daddy!"

"Kira!" My mouth gaped. "What are you doing here?"

"I got lonely at home, Daddy."

Peggy winced and looked at me, obviously unsure about the situation. "Is she going to be...?"

"It's fine. I'll take care of her." How I was going to take care of her and still get my work done, I had no idea. It was a nasty little thought that occurred to me sometimes, but I couldn't help thinking it: sometimes it would be so convenient if this new Kira had an off switch somewhere.

As Peggy went off to do Peggy things, I looked down at Kira. "How did you even get here, sweetie?"

"I took the hoverbus!"

That just raised more questions. "And how did you afford the bus?"

"Easy!" She giggled. "I got access to your accounts, of course!"

I sighed. "Well, that explains the PetiteFashions.net purchase, doesn't it?"

"Uh-huh! I'm wearing it right now! Wanna see?" Without waiting for an answer, Kira lifted the front of her skirt right up, showing him a _very_tiny pair of black panties, tiny even for her. They barely cupped the lips of her vulva, and even then, they were so thin as to be nearly see-through.

Gasping, I lunged forward and pulled the front of her skirt back down. "Not here, Kira! People will see!" My office had big windows separating it from the rest of the workplace. Anybody could look right inside and see anything! Yiff! Yiff! Did anybody already see? I scanned the working floor outside his office. So far, nobody was staring. That was a good sign.

"Don't you want to see, Daddy?" There was a teasing tone in Kira's voice ... a tone that usually I'd end up with my cock inside her within minutes, regardless of whatever else I'd been planning to do.

But this wasn't like other times. "Not here!" I insisted. I couldn't risk it. If anybody saw... I shuddered. Ugh, that didn't bear thinking about!

"But Daddy, don't you want my--?"

Before she could finish, my boss barged into the office again. At least Kira had the good sense not to finish whatever lewd offer she was about to make to me. That was not something I'd want to have to explain.

"Oh look," he said. "Is this your daughter? Isn't she adorable!"

He'd been to Kira's funeral service. He should know better. Had he forgotten, or was he just playing along?

"Hi there, Mister," Kira said in an oddly cloying tone. She looked him in the eye and put one finger in her mouth, swaying a little where she stood. She even winked at him!

My eyes went wide. I knew she was always going after me, but was she flirting with my boss now?

Thankfully, he seemed oblivious to her charms. "I'm just on my way out now," he said brusquely. "She's not going to slow you down, is she?"

"Of course not!" How could I make that more convincing? "I'm ... I'm almost done!"

"Perfect! Because I've got a few extra bits of tidying up work to do, but I have to go pick my son up from school. Just head on over to my office. The forms are in my inbox. Thanks - you're the best!"

"No problem!" I said with a smile, internally kicking myself for giving him the opportunity to pile even more work on me. Why did he get to go off and spend time with his family while I did all the work instead?

He was already gone, of course. Might not have even waited to hear whether I'd do it or not. It would be just like him to simply assume I'd agree to anything he said.

Well, at least I could spend time with my family - all the family I had - right here. Kira looked up at me, grinning coyly. I could already tell she was planning something. Probably something devious. I just hoped she wouldn't be too obvious about anything in front of my coworkers. It wasn't technically illegal to mess around with a bot that simply looked underage and looked like my own daughter ... but I was sure it would cause no end of trouble.

"Okay, Kira," I said, "I'm going to go pick up those papers from my boss's office. And you can go with me _if_you promise not to do anything inappropriate. You remember what inappropriate means, right? We've been going over the kinds of things you shouldn't do in public."

She sighed, but nodded. "Okay. No putting your cock in my mouth if people are looking."

"Right. Among other things." A lot of the time, I was sure she understood perfectly well what wasn't acceptable in public, but just wanted to tease me. "Come on. And I mean it - be on your best behavior! I'll get fired if you do anything crazy."

Thankfully, Kira was as good as her word and actually _was_on her best behavior as we walked through the office. She smiled at the ladies who ooh-ed and aah-ed over her cuteness, and she didn't flirt _too_openly with the guys who peeked out of their cubicles to look at her going past. I felt a momentary burst of rage at the way some of them looked at her ... but that was soon cooled by the humbling realization that I'd looked at Kira in far worse ways, and that I'd done far more than just look. Best not to think about it too much.

My boss's office was _way_down at the end of a lonely hallway. It had big glass windows just like mine, but nobody was peeking in on him because his office was the only thing worth going down this way for. No opportunity for casual spying there. His inbox was right outside the door, stuffed to the brim with urgent-looking forms that had obviously been neglected for weeks already. Damn it.

Just as I started picking those forms out of the box, Kira's excellent behavior finally slipped. Impulsively, she grabbed the office's door handle and turned it. It opened! He hadn't locked his office! And before I could do or say anything, Kira was inside.

"Kira!" I whisper-yelled. "Come out of there right now!" I knew it was futile, but what else was I going to do? Yiff! She was not supposed to be in there! She was going to get me fired for sure!

Kira giggled from inside the office. "Are you coming, Daddy?"

Yiff! I glanced down the hallway. Nobody seemed to be looking. As long as nobody saw me, maybe - maybe - this would be okay... Taking a deep breath, I furtively followed Kira into my boss's office.

The door closed behind me.

"Now Kira," I said harshly, searching for her so I could drag her out of here, "if you want to come out of the house more, you're going to have to learn how to--"

There she was! Just to my left! Before I could reach her, though, she pulled up the little dress she was wearing - all the way up. When she tossed it onto the floor, that left her wearing the oh-so-tiny black panties ... and nothing else.

"Put that back on!" I hissed. But the sight of her was already affecting me. Already, I was starting to equate the sight of my daughter - or what looked very much like her - with sex. That couldn't be healthy. But it couldn't be denied, either. Her tiny pink nipples standing out on the barely-there swells of her breasts. The unbroken smoothness of her belly sweeping all the way down her body to where it narrowed between her legs. The way those little black panties cupped the soft, pert lips of her pussy - more displaying it for him than hiding it. Stop it, I told myself. I had to resist her, had to get her acting like a normal girl again.

Of course, I didn't stand a chance. Not against her. Even as I came toward her, ready to shove her back into that little dress, she was coming for me, reaching for my pants. She had me unbuttoned and unzipped before I could even get my hands on her. And when I did get my hands on her, all I was able to do was to hold her against myself as she pulled my boxers down.

Kira pressed her little muzzle right up against my hardening cock, letting it loll over her as she dipped down below. The rubbery barbs along its length brushed through the short, velvety fur on her face. I could feel her dainty nose against my low-hanging balls, and I could feel the air against the as she breathed deep.

"Mmm, Daddy," she cooed up at me, looking at me with big, sparkling eyes. "You smell so strong I can taste it." Taking another huge whiff from my steamy crotch, she arched her back, her tail sticking up behind her. "I ... I can barely even think, Daddy. I just want you so much!"

Did she really enjoy the smell of my balls after a long day at work, did it really spark something primal inside her, or was she just pretending for my benefit? Could she even smell things at all? Did robots have any sense of smell?

It didn't matter. Not after she planted her nimble little tongue against the cleft between my balls and slowly, sensuously licked her way all the way up to the tip of my cock.

After that, I was just gone. I gave myself over to the inevitable.

There was just nothing like a blowjob from Kira. To see her using her cute and innocent young face to pleasure me with such debaucherous skill... Well, I barely - just barely - had enough good sense left to lock my boss's door behind me before Kira took me into her throat.

She had far more skill than anyone who looked as adorable as her should ever have. Effortlessly, she pressed her lips against my sheath, rolling her tongue against the base of my shaft while her throat spasmed around my tip. And then she was pulling off of me, cradling my balls in one hand as she ran her mouth and tongue all over my cock, her rough tongue springing against my barbs. She even went down to my balls again, stroking me with her hand as she took each nut into her mouth in turn, breathing the scent of my sweat desperately and deeply the whole time.

I almost lost it when she took me into her throat again. I just loved_the way she cradled my balls lovingly and looked up at me so lovingly ... even as I pushed her down with my hand on the back of her head. It would have been _so easy to cum right then and there...

But Kira seemed to know that. She pulled off of me, looking up into my face even as her hand slowly kept on stroking my now-slick length. "Wanna cum in my mouth, Daddy?"

"Ssh!" I told her, a little sense and caution returning to me now that she wasn't being _quite_so mind-blowing with her mouth at the moment. "Don't be so loud! We..." I took a deep breath, trying to recenter myself. "Come on, let's go back and try to..."

I kind of lost my train of thought, completely losing track of what it was I meant to do, as Kira got up and walked away from me, toward my boss's desk.

I'd never seen her ass in panties like these before. She'd always had those big cotton panties little girls wore, covering a broad triangle of her ass cheeks. Those were cute and all, but this was something new. These black panties were basically nothing but thin straps in the back, aside from a tiny_triangular patch where the straps met just below her tail. The top two straps flared high up over her hips, and the bottom strap all but disappeared behind her tight little cheeks. And _wow. How could she look so cute and small and yet so adult_at the same time? It reminded me of following a stripper to the VIP section, while at the same time making me think of my daughter... And just how perky and perfect could those little ass cheeks _be? I knew she was swaying them from side to side as she walked just for my benefit.

When she reached my boss's desk, she bent down over it, still facing away from me. She was barely tall enough to even be able to do that - she still couldn't bend all the way over his desk: her body still had to be angled slightly upward. That didn't keep her from arching her back and flicking her tail invitingly, though.

Now that she was bent over, I could finally see that patch of black fabric in the small gap between her legs, including the slight hint of a cleft up the middle of it.

"Do you want me, Daddy?" she said, reaching down between her legs to rub herself through the panties.

I came closer to her, moving as if I was in a daze. What else could I have done?

Kira pulled her panties to the side, exposing her red-pink slit and pulling it slightly open for me. She was already dripping. "Please, Daddy," she said. "I need you."

The crazy thing about it was that hearing that in my daughter's voice was what made it impossible to resist. How could I deny something my daughter needed?

That's why I found myself dropping to my knees behind her, grabbing her ass cheeks in both hands, spreading her pussy lips with my thumbs. That perfect little patch of pinkness was just so inviting - I had to taste it!

It was as if the little gap between Kira's legs was made for my feline muzzle. I was able to squeeze in there so perfectly, with her tight round ass cheeks pressing firmly on either side of my snout just_as my tongue made contact with the tangy heat of her young slit. I lapped at her greedily, licking her all the way from her adorable little button of a clit all the way up to her puckering little asshole. Now that she was a robot, the only use she had for that hole was pleasure, and I didn't mind pleasuring her that way. And _all of her tasted so tangy-fresh, with just the slightest hint of something metallic. One of the few ways she didn't quite match a real girl. But I'd grown to like it, and I'd _always_liked the warm softness of her pussy lips against my tongue, the firm handfulls of her ass cheeks in my hands, and the way her tail swished over my head as she panted and gasped.

As much fun as that was, though, it only made me want more. And I knew Kira wanted more, too. It was written all over her face as I stood up behind her, the needy way she looked back at me.

Even though I knew she could take far rougher, I was always gentle when I first slid my tip into Kira's pussy. I couldn't help but think of her as my daughter - my real daughter - at least a little bit. That wasn't enough to get me to stop the way I was slowly easing my cock into her desperately pulsing pussy, but it _did_rouse enough protective fatherly instincts in me to take it nice and easy with her, making sure my barbs didn't rub her too roughly.

Kira cooed in pleasure as my cock spread her tiny pussy open from the inside. She was so tight around my shaft! I could never get used to that. It felt special each and every time.

Soon, though, I was all the way inside her ... or at least as close to that as I could ever get. The base of my shaft - a little less than a quarter of it, maybe - just wouldn't fit inside her. By all rights, having my cock that deep inside a little girl like her should have been making her scream. But Kira seemed to love it. She moaned softly and arched her back more, pressing against me in a futile effort to get even more of it inside her. But there were just unavoidable limits to how much cock could fit inside a body her size.

That didn't stop me from enjoying what I could get, though. Gripping Kira's narrow hips in both hands - my hands could alost wrap all the way around her little body - I began thrusting inside her.

I shuddered and my fur stood on end. Damn_she felt good! And, somehow, having her tiny panties pulled to the side was making it even hotter. There was just something about seeing a girl as cute as her - seeing _my daughter - dressed up like a little slut and bent over the desk for me. The mix of cute and sexy was just too much to bear sometimes. It made her seem all the more carnal while still being adorable, and I found it just irresistible.

And that, of course, led me to be more and more savage as I pounded Kira against my boss's desk. The more I got into it, the less I cared about whether someone in the hall might hear Kira's moans, whether someone downstairs might hear the desk rocking back and forth, whether my boss might come back and find me pounding my daughter on top of his desk. All that mattered was the tight squeezing of her pussy around my shaft, the way her inner walls wrapped each and every springy barb along my cock, and - most of all - the sweet little noises she made - the tiny little sounds that told me more, more, more...

I wanted to see her though. I wanted to see my daughter as I fucked her.

As perverse as I knew that was, I was _well_beyond caring at this point. And it would be so easy... I pulled out of her quickly, and even before her plaintive little moan had finished, I got her rolled over onto her back with her legs up against me. Her little chest heaved with deep breaths as she looked up at me with that desperate, needy look of hers - half lost little girl, half wanton slut.

This time when I shoved it into her, I didn't worry about being gentle. I grabbed her thighs and pushed until she cried out, "Yes, Daddy!"

And I didn't even care whether anyone in the office might hear that full-throated scream of hers. I just wanted her. I wanted to take her, to make her mine all over again. I ground my teeth together as I pushed into her over and over, staring down at her lovely little face, at the beautiful arch of her belly, at the slight bump that rose just under her belly button every time I bottomed out inside her.

As I thrusted into Kira again and again, her little panties started to slide back into place, rubbing against the side of my cock. I didn't care. I let them stay right where they were. It felt kind of good, actually. With that silky fabric rubbing against the side of my shaft and rubbing against my barbs as they slid past, it reminded me of the first time I saw those panties of hers, how they cupped up against her pussy lips and covered absolutely nothing else. It made me feel almost like I was fucking an all new girl, and yet with the loving familiarity of Kira all at the same time.

When Kira squirmed and moaned in orgasm, her little pussy gushing against my crotch, I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer, but I kept going right on through the pulsing convulsions of her inner walls around my shaft. I wanted to get every last little bit of pleasure I could out of this. I needed to. Kira always did that to me somehow. I just could never control myself with her. Every little girl has her father wrapped around her little finger, but now that Kira was so much more than just a little girl, it was as if she could just take complete control of me sometimes. And the worst part was that I loved it when she did that to me.

I was just on the verge of cumming - I could feel the tension building, that tingling warning of release, the feeling of my barbs expanding and locking me inside her - when Kira really threw me for a loop. "Yes Daddy!" she said. "I can feel it! Cum inside me, Daddy! Make me pregnant!"

_What?_I almost stopped thrusting inside her. Almost. But what was she saying? That was crazy talk! She was a bot now - she couldn't get pregnant!

That didn't stop her from breathily begging for it, though. "Oh please, Daddy - do it inside! I want to feel you putting a baby in me! I want you to watch me growing big and round and know it's yours! Breed me, Daddy!"

As weird as it was, I couldn't deny that it was turning me on even more than I already was. The last thing I wanted to think about was why the idea of knocking up my own daughter got me going. Thankfully, I was pretty distracted at the moment, and thinking about anything other than the tight squeezing of Kira's pussy around my cock was a pretty low priority at the moment.

Soon, I couldn't handle it anymore. Pulling Kira's legs tightly against myself, I pushed in as deep as I possibly could and finally let loose.

Right away, I could tell this wasn't going to be like other times. It was like I could feel the hot bulk of it welling up inside me, flowing through me ... until it finally burst loose inside Kira in an overwhelming wave.

She must have felt it, too. "Daddy!" she cried out, clutching my arms where they'd somehow moved to pin her against the desk.

I came like I never had before, pumping my daughter full with stream after thick stream. Well, not never before. Even in the heat of my orgasm, a fleeting memory came to me. I'd exploded like this before - just once before. When Kira's mother had told me she wanted to try for a baby.

"I can feel it, Daddy! I can feel it making me pregnant! I love you, Daddy!"

Yiff! Why was it turning me on so much to hear her say things like that? What had gotten that into her head? What had gotten into _my_head? I tried not to think about it too much. That was easy enough, given how overwhelming the sensations running through me already were. It felt like my whole life and soul were pouring into Kira with every throb. I could already feel the soupy wetness pouring down onto my boss's desk as Kira overflowed, and yet I just couldn't help myself. More and more came, until I felt absolutely empty, like I'd given every last little bit I possibly could.

After that, I was _utterly_exhausted. Panting for breath, I stumbled away from Kira. My softening cock slipped out of her as I dropped to my knees. My legs were shaking too much. I just couldn't hold myself up.

And that left me in the perfect position to see - almost exactly at eye level - the flood of white oozing from her tiny, underage pussy. It was already draining down the front of my boss's desk, coating it thickly.

Yiff! I had to clean this up! But with what? I didn't have anything!

Thinking faster than I would have expected myself to be capable of in the moment, I hurried to take off one of my shoes and then my sock. Half panicking, I wiped the desk down with my sock, quickly soaking it. And I was only partially successful. A lot of it just smeared stickily across the desk's surface. My feet would be smelling weird for the rest of the day. That was okay. I could handle that. It was better than getting fired for having my cum all over my boss's desk!

Kira, meanwhile, just relaxed and luxuriated on top of the desk, rubbing her belly lovingly. "Oh Daddy, I'm so happy. I can't wait to be a mommy. We're gonna have a whole family together now!"

Such a weird thing for her to be fixated on all of the sudden... Still working to clean that desk with my sock, I buttoned up my pants with my other hand. Why was she talking about all this pregnancy stuff just now, when she never had before? Had she seen something about it in her latest holo-show or something?

The good thing, though, was that there was nothing to worry about in that regard. Robots couldn't get pregnant. That much was obvious.

And I'd pretty much gotten the desk as clean as it was going to get. I knew I'd better get Kira dressed and presentable again, and maybe - just maybe - I could get away with this and still have a job at the end of the day.

---

There. That was the last one.

I'd finally finished all the extra paperwork my boss gave me, and I was finally done with my workday. Far later than usual. Everyone else had already gone home. It was dark outside. That extra workload had taken forever to get through. And enjoyable as they were, Kira's frequent distractions hadn't helped him stay focused.

The two of us had made three more trips to the boss's office already. Both my socks felt squishy and gross inside my shoes. I couldn't wait to get home and change them ... probably get a shower too ... and maybe order some new shoes.

At this point, I was so worn out and sexually used up that Kira's distractions were barely even working on me even more. Even now, as she gave me a sultry look and reached a hand under the hem of her dress, I felt only a tiny stir in my pants. Scarcely enough to make my cock peek out of its sheath anymore.

That didn't stop her from trying, though. Grinning wickedly, she lifted the front of her dress up and showed me her panties again. They were almost entirely transparent now, given how soaked with cum they were. It was more than the panties could contain - a trickle of white was escaping along one side of them and beginning to trail down her inner thigh.

Wait... That reminded me. How much had those new panties cost, anyway? Because I knew I was the one who'd actually paid for them. And how had Kira gotten into my accounts, anyway?

Well, it wouldn't hurt to check on that. It would be easier to do here on my work console than having to do it all by voice interface at home. Quickly, I logged into my accounts. All the passwords were already saved here, so it took hardly any time at all.

There it was. PetiteFashions.net ... for a cool four hundred and ninety-six credits. Yikes! Those panties were nice, sure, but where had Kira gotten such expensive tastes?

But wait ... there was another recent charge. Another one I didn't recognize. Sodexco Robotics Inc. For over seven hundred thousand. My jaw dropped. _What?_No! No, it couldn't be right. It couldn't. She'd nearly cleaned out my retirement account! What had she bought? Even Kira herself hadn't cost that much!

The receipt was only one gesture away. 'Electronic womb module - model B7.' Oh yiff... I wasn't liking the looks of this. Following the embedded link to the product page confirmed my fears: 'With the revolutionary new EWM upgrade to your favorite bot, your dreams of family life can finally come true! Combining the patterning subject's DNA with a sperm sample for a true biological parentage, the EWM is capable of developing a fetus to viability in only seven months, with a simple and easy birth process. Even better than nature intended!'

"Oh yiff..." I looked at Kira. "Did... Did you...?"

A notification dinged on my work console. 'Congratulations from Sodexco: fertilization confirmed! Gestation progres: 0.01 percent. Welcome to your new family!'

Kira just giggled at me and rubbed her belly lovingly.

---

I struggled to control my breathing and stay calm as I hunched over the bathtub at home, skimming the EWM's instruction manual one last time, just in case I missed something important the first hundred times.

How could Kira be so calm, lying there naked in the tub with her swollen little belly ready to burst? Wasn't she scared?

I sure was. Anticipating this day had not been easy for me. I'd already lost my wife in childbirth, and now here I was, risking losing Kira again. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack every time she moved even slightly.

Though ... was it even a real concern? The electronic womb was supposed to make birth easier. And could Kira die? She was a robot. Wouldn't she just need to be repaired? But what if she did need repairs? Where could I possibly go to have a bot modeled after my underage daughter repaired for damages to her womb? Damages caused by me fucking her!

That was why I'd purposely disabled my home AI system for the day. I couldn't have it detecting a medical emergency and calling an ambulance again. There was no way I could go to a hospital with my pregnant robot child. How the yiff could I ever explain to them how she got pregnant in the first place?

"Okay, Daddy," Kira said calmly, "it's coming."

My vision shrank to a narrow tunnel. I could barely move. I felt like my claws were going to puncture right through the porcelain of the bathtub. There was no way I could retract them right now.

For all my worrying, though, the actual birth went off without a hitch. Instead of trying to squeeze a whole baby through Kira's tiny vagina, a hidden hatch simply opened in her belly. It was still messy. All kinds of unknown and unspeakable fluids drained into the tub as Kira opened ... revealing a perfect newborn lion cub curled up inside her.

Gingerly, my hands shaking and afraid at every moment that I'd screw something up and kill them both, I reached in and picked the new baby out of her. The electronic umbilical cord severed itself, retracting back into Kira's body with a whirring sound. And just as I reached for the towel to clean this new baby up with, it started to squeal.

"It's a girl," I said, having to shout over the sound of the baby crying as I dried the last of the weird goo off of her.

Thankfully, she quieted right down when I handed her to Kira, who held her against her naked chest. With a gurgling sound, her artificial womb flushed itself out, draining more weird slime into the tub's drain - chased out with clean water - before sealing itself up again.

Kira's tiny robotic breasts couldn't produce real milk, but we'd planned and prepared for this. She only had to reach up to the edge of the tub and grab a bottle full of special formula just for newborns.

Wow... Just looking at them there. My new daughter and ... my other daughter. She was going to make such a good mother...

"What are we going to name her?" I said breathlessly. We hadn't been able to find out the gender before birth - where would I take my underage robot daughter for an ultrasound? - so we hadn't picked a name yet.

"Rainbow Star Prideheart," Kira said, naming the child after the unicorn princess in her favorite holo-vid.

I winced a little. Maybe I should have known better than to let Kira name the child... But now that she had, I couldn't bring myself to disagree with my daughter. They just looked so amazing and precious together. Everything I cared about in the whole world, naked and cuddled together in a messy bathtub.

The only question now was ... how would I explain this to anyone else? People are going to want to know where I got a new infant daughter from...

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