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INTERNAL POWER: Enabled

METABOLIC SYSTEMS: Activated

DIAGNOSING SENSORY INPUTS: 100%

GYROSCOPIC BALANCE SYSTEMS: Primed

ALLOY SKELETAL MAGNETIC COUPLERS: Engaged

MUSCULATURE SYSTEMS: Primed

SYNTHETIC FLESH COVERING:

GROWTH: 100%

APPLICATION: Completed

NERVE PERMIATION: 100%

CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM INTERFACE: On hold.

Staring at the monitor, Ada sat nervously on her chair. Each phase she put Simon through meant a whole new form to be constructed. New organs to be grown, manufactured, built to the top most specifications. Endoskeletons to build, and graft synthetic muscles upon. She was highly tempted to leave her adopted son as a mere child for her, and probably his, whole existence. That would be selfish. No mother would allow their child to never move on.

She smiled softly. At least he wouldn't have to deal with the acne and the aches of his body growing in his sleep. Turning softly, she looked over all that currently remained of her child; a transparent vat where the augmented brain rested, connected to electric wires, keeping it functioning and interacting. A screen popped up on Ada's monitor.

<51M0N> 16:43: Am I ready, Mommy?

Ada smiled, nodding towards a camera that was hooked into her child's vision centre, responding.

<User:ADA01> 16:43: All systems are go, Simon. You'll no longer be a child, you'll be a teenager.

Well, a very young, and small, adolescent. These materials were not inexpensive. She felt that her son did deserve to enjoy all parts of life. She checked and doublechecked the systems, despite their insistence of being prepared and ready. This was her child, and the last thing she wanted was to put him in some half cooked frame.

'Ding!' went an e-mail alert. Ada reached over, grabbing her green tea and brought it up to drink as she moved to open it up. A friend and co-worker of hers, Gabriel. Gabe helped Ada with some of the smaller, more fiddly bits of Simon's body. He was rubbish with remembering important things like programming breathing programs, but if you wanted him to code nanites to form fingernails at the right pace, he's your lemur.

The rat skimmed through Gabe's email. Cybernetic replication macronanites. At first she just figured it was some new method of growing hair or fur, but as she read on, her eyes went wider. These biomechanical cells are made to find a corresponding feminine cell and rewrite its code to mingle with their own. Ada's paper cup slipped through her fingers. The splash crashed her back to reality as she wiped up the mess with her lab coat.

These were sperm cells! Synthetic, sure, but, they'd function almost identically. Better than identically. If this is correct, the cells would be able to cross the species barrier without any complications.

<51M0N> 16:51: Mommy, are you okay?

Ada looked over at the screen, wiping her hands clean of the tea, bringing them to the keyboard once again.

<User:ADA01> 16:53: Yes, Simon. I'm sorry about that. My mind was wandering.

Ada leaned back in her chair. It wasn't a program that would interfere with anything. Even if it didn't work exactly correct, they could fix it before his adult body was formed. Just a bit of code added to what was currently only aesthetic parts of his fame. It wasn't terrible of her, of course. She just wanted her child to have every possible choice in life available, of course.

She'd have to do some simple and quick redesigns to the genitals, implementing Gabe's data into the testes and convert them from cosmetic bits of silicone to something more functional. Ada already had some code for a functional phallus, but she didn't expect it to be implemented just yet. Still, this is the part of life it does come into play, is it not?

<51M0N> 17:01: Mommy, the production machines are working again. Is everything okay?

<User:ADA01> 17:01: Yes, everything is fine, sweetie. In fact, your uncle Gabriel had sent me something, so we're performing an upgrade for you.

<51M0N> 17:02: Okay, Mommy. I hope it is done soon. Everything is taking FOREVER like this.

Ada laughed and nodded, though she knew her son wasn't lying. Interfaced like this, Simon was experiencing life at the speed of a supercomputer, especially with his positronic brain. She wrote back that it would only take a little longer as she watched the micro-manufacturing machines work on the testes, bringing power to them to create their on biomechanical payload, as well as storage. Pneumatic reservoirs were built into the penis, letting it erect out of the sheath, and linking it to the prostate glad used as a valve for the bladder. Sipping on her coffee, Ada wondered if she should get her plumber's apprenticeship, considering all the pipes located in a biomechanical construct.

<User:ADA01> 17:15: Just a little while longer now. We'll re-engage the interfacing sequence when this is set up.

Simon's affirmation popped up on the screen as the rodent body was fully developed. Taking a deep breath, Ada watched as her son's new form built up. A new e-mail from Gabe gave her a bit of a distraction as she opened it up.

BTW, if you do install the attributes, I would like a sample of emissions for study to see how things came out.

-Gabriel

P.S. Pun intended.

Ada rolled her eyes and sighed, leaning back in her chair. She probably should have waited for that second message before she started things, but, it's just a sample, that isn't weird, right. No, of course, all mothers get sperm samples from their sons to send to their co-workers for observation. Well, it was too late for second thoughts as things were moving along to the specifications that went into the machines.

It was time. Ada resumed Simon's interface with his new body. The form continued to float in its liquid filled tube. Twitching and minute spasms ran through the mausdroid as interfaces were put online.

SYNTHNERVE MUSCLE INTERFACE: Primed

FIBREOPTIC FUR DRIVERS: Installed

UNEXPECTED PROCESSES IN LOADING SEQUENCE

EVALUATING COURSE OF ACTION: 0%

Ada sighed, nodding as the mods that Gabe gave her wouldn't be in Simon's load list. She watched as the percentage ticked upwards to 100%. She hoped that she didn't have to abort this, knowing Simon was already impatient over all of this. Not that she could blame him.

EVALUATING COURSE OF ACTION: 53%

She could certainly tell Simon that this was just how it was, that he'd still probably be in his body by the end of the day, but even she had to admit, she was missing watching him running around and playing herself. She smiled quietly, remembering his big, bright eyes as he was first put online. How he clung to her. Certain mammalian instincts were encoded into his system files, and he sought sustenance from her very bosom. It was quiet and endearing.

Of course, Ada also had to quietly admit that it was also considerably arousing. How such powerful muscles worked on her nipple like that. So much so that she had since taken medications to induce lactation. One of her hands caressed the underside of her heavy breasts. Perhaps she should stop, since Simon was getting "older," but, perhaps he might still find it as enjoyable as she still did.

EVALUATING COURSE OF ACTION: 99%... 100%

MODIFICATIONS APPROVED TO NON ESSENTIAL SUBROUTINES

"Gene you perverted cow, this had better not do anything to Simon..." Ada muttered under her breath. She watched as the rest of the systems resumed integration with the spirit in the mainframe. She found herself holding her breath as the checklist counted to one hundred, hanging at 99 like it always does.

Steam billowed from the cylinder housing Simon's body. The biogel draining out the bottom as the young boy laid in a production chair. Simon's body was finished, but the question of Simon's presence remained.

Ada stroked the warm cheek, feeling the damp fur and fibre optic whiskers press against her palm. She could hear through her bones the machine starting to whirr to life. Involuntary systems processing, feeding the body with arteficial life. Simon's eyes suddenly opened. Irises at maximum before they started to close, showing the blue around the cameras.

Those eyes tracked all around the room. Rudimentary targeting systems, nothing on a military scale, but it quickly identified and categorized things within his sight, feeding that information into the A.I. hopefully nestled in the cerebrum behind them.

Simon's eyes locked onto Ada, and before the data could be processed, his lips curled into a smile. "Mommy! I'm here! I can see you!" With a burst of stress relieving laughter, Ada wrapped her arms around her child, keeping him close. She could feel him hugging onto her as well, his grip strong despite his lithe frame. "Mommy. I'm thirsty." Simon said bashfully.

Ada smiled. This was definitely Simon. Glancing around instinctively, she saw that no one was in the still empty lab. Opening her labcoat and blouse, she brought Simon's lips to her breast. His mouth wrapped around his nipple as he suckled urgently. Ever since he had a child body, she had augmented her body to produce milk. A simple change in hormonal chemistry, 'purely for maternal instinctual interaction,' she told herself and others, 'a natural way to introduce the digestive bacteria to his manufactured digestive tract.' She knew that they knew that it was more about the pleasure this was giving her, and how warm she was getting was proof of that.

Ada often wondered if Simon knew, but even if he did, he never let it on, simply continuing to nurse obediently. She felt his grip tightening to a slightly uncomfortable level. He needed to learn his own strength, and this wasn't the best time to teach him. With a click on the manufacturing chair, Simon's arms suddenly went limp, as well as his legs. The chair lifted up, putting Simon horizontal as he let go of that nipple. "Sorry Mommy. I liked it too much."

"It's okay, Simon." Ada grinned, moving him to the other nipple. Simon's lips caressed the pebbly areola slowly, letting himself taste and savour this time before wrapping his lips around that motherly bud. Ada's nipple quickly relinquished more of that sweet fatty milk, splashing over Simon's tongue and activating his taste sensors, letting him sigh in bliss at how wonderful his mother tastes. The little mouse was certainly hungry, he had never eaten at all in his new life!

A warm flush started in Ada's breasts, then the rat's ears and cheeks darkened in her blush before she felt a tingling between her thighs. Smiling, she held the head of the artificially tetraplegic son to her nipple, breathing faster at his suckles as her hand went to her skirt. She felt over her groin through the wool dress and cotton panties, kneading her peach through the fabrics. Simon's drinking was having quite the effect on both of them. Turning her head, she saw his sheath starting to thicken before the thin, wet contents peeked out. Simon's penis grew more and more as he nursed, focusing on his mother's breast. The response was certainly natural looking. Whether it was programmed, or a result of the ghost in the machine, it's result was the same.

"Well, Gabe wanted a sample..." Ada muttered to herself, reaching down as Simon continued to nurse. Simon's penis twitched reflexively. It was warm, inviting, firm yet yielding, she hadn't programmed any sort of imperfections, but Ada felt it curve slightly to the left and upwards. The bulbous glans soft and spongy, and as her thumb rolled over it, she saw Simon pull his head back and groan from the pleasure and sensation.

"M-Mommy, what are you doing?" Simon asked, a little scared especially with his limbs still rendered offline, but the pleasurable sensations certainly overrode any sense of danger. His spine and hips rose slightly, wanting to feel more of the good feelings.

Smiling down at Simon, Ada continued to stroke along that penis, watching the biodroid squirm and pant faster. A clear fluid started to weep from the tip of that dusky pink shaft. "Gene wanted me to get a sample of a modification he programmed into your body. Of course, he'll probably want a large amount, so we'll need to milk you quite a bit," Ada said, squeezing firmly on the base of Simon's new penis.

"M-milk?" Simon groaned. All he could do was shudder and squirm with his limbs paralysed. "L-like you Mommy? Is that my teat and nipple?" Simon asked looking over his penis, watching as Ada's hand caressed the greasy lubricant his cock was leaking. He felt her squeeze the base, making his glans swell like a ripe mushroom, holding back the fluid before she relaxed her hand, sending a thick glug onto his belly fur.

"Not quite, sweetie," Ada smiled, lightly caressing and stroking Simon's needy penis. "But, maybe next time Mommy will indeed try to drink your special boy-milk." Simon seemed to like that idea, wiggling his torso towards his mother, letting her masturbate him slowly. Ada realized she could have just asked him to do this, she should have. She looked over his new body, and she still saw him as a son, and yet, she wanted this. She found a forbidden thrill, pleasuring her boy, listening to his quiet squeaks. He was getting close, she could feel it. He was going to climax, and she'd get her sample and that would be it.

Or would it?

Ada let go of Simon's penis. The bioroid squeaking in as a sudden rush of discomfort coursed through his fibre-optic neural net. Whatever sensation that he was programmed with in this new body had suddenly stopped. It was like when his being was uploaded to the servers, and he was stuck at 87% and things just hung there. The cyberplasma coursing through his body, supplying nutrients to his labgrown biological material, was running at full tilt, now as he hung there, things slowed. It was a pain without injury. No, not a pain. A pleasure denied. "M-Mommy? Why did you stop?"

"Mommy's hand was just tired," Ada smiled, "An old rat like me doesn't have the same servos like you." She was only half lying, her hand was beginning to cramp up, as she resumed stroking Simon with her left hand, listening to him squeak and groan.

And again, Simon was brought to the precipice of bliss, and left dangling.

Simon's heat syncs were burning hot, making his cheeks and ears flushed red, venting out the build up as his processors were getting so much data from his new genitals they were overclocking themselves. Error messages beeped and flashed towards Simon's central A.I., and yet the cybernetic mouse kept his trust in his mommy's hands. His breathing quickened, trying to vent even more heat out of his warm body. If Ada hadn't shut down his arms and legs, his CPU would have trying to preserve cycles.

"Okay, sweetie. I think it's time," Ada whispered into what might have been deaf ears at this point. Simon was a squeaking, gibbering mess at this point, being stimulated to near exhaustion over and over again for half an hour. Ada smiled quietly, it certainly was giving his circuits a good workout, making sure all the fail-safes were in check and operational.

Of course this was a bioengineering production lab, not a chemistry section, so Ada's selection for collecting Simon's sample was limited at best. Looking around her desk, she saw the paper cup she had her tea in. It was contaminated with the tea, sure, but it will have to do. Gabe'll have to come do it himself if he wants another sample.

"M-Mommy. Mommy, it feels so good, it hurts..." Simon whined softly, looking up at the rat with large eyes, the screens sometimes fizzling with static as he's overheating so much from pleasure. Ada nodded softly. With a grin, she held the tip of Simon's cock over the opening of the paper mug, then she licked her fingers on the other hand, lifting up Simon's lithe body.

Simon was so overwhelmed he wasn't sure what was going on, but soon he felt his biomass venting port stretch open by his mother's fingers. It hurt just a bit, but when he felt those digits touch the very base of his shaft, from the inside, that 99% rut just turned over to 100%.

That cock swelled up before launching his seed out. It burst through the bottom of that wax paper cup like it wasn't even there. Hot, sticky globs of Simon's new semen splattered over his grey furred chest, clinging onto each strand of hair. Ada dropped the useless cup, gathering the semen on her palm as she continued to stimulate Simon's tailhole. The globs of cyber spunk clung to Ada's furless hand. She had no reason to try and catch more, and she was curious about it herself. It was white to be expected, but rather than a yellow tinge to make it eggshell, there was a silver hue to it. The semen was hot, almost a few degrees from being burning, but it felt nice, like a sticky sauna.

"O-oh Mommy..." Simon's face started to cool to a more normal hue as he beamed up at Ada, "That was so good." he squeaked. Ada smiled back, turning Simon's limbs back on and felt him leap up and wrap his arms around her in a tight hug. Ada grunted, clutching onto Simon, holding him close. He was her little boy, as slightly messed up as that can be considered. "Mommy, I love you." Simon muttered into Ada's shoulder.

"I love you too, Simon. My sweet, sweet child." Ada whispered, kissing his forehead. She let out a half chuckle, feeling the sticky arteficial sperm soaking into her blouse. "We're gonna have to get another sample for Uncle Gabe, you know." Simon nodded, blushing again as he relived the last few minutes in his memory banks. He certainly couldn't wait to try it all over again.