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Robotica: Synthesizing an Answer~

My first erotic story in a while. This features a species known as Synthetics, Anthro androids with organic traits. The story focuses on the romantic interactions between Enis, a Synthetic female, and well... you! Yes a 2nd person story! So without further adieu please enjoy Arghos' new story: Robitca!

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"And with this project I hope to unite the Synthetics and Organics once and for all! We should be focusing on our own people and not our petty differences!" A voice booms from the TV above you in the bar, the sounds of cheering people drowning any possibility of drinking in peace.

The man on the screen in question was your father Thomas Deuschant, The CEO and founder of Deuschant Prosthetics. Once a small hospital you had watched your father unite races on all fronts for the betterment of everyone.

The bartender, a Synthetic by the name of Klix nodded his head, a LED screen in the shape of a canines head. Long chords stretched out the back port of his head and served as a sort of hair style as was popular for the time. The screen flashed a smile and then he nodded again sliding a glass of Bacardi down to you with a smirk.

"You should be proud, this means a lot to all of us."

You nod your head and raise the glass to your lips, watching as a group of younger females of assorted species look at you and giggle amongst themselves. Finally a slender blonde human sits next to you and leans forward to expose the plunging line of her slinky dress which would normally be a feast for a lonely mans eyes.

"You look lonely sugar mind buying a girl a drink?" She asks while licking her lips temptingly.

You sigh as if this exact scenario has happened countless times, and it has...

"Can human response nerves cooperate with synthetic based prosthesis as of currently?" You ask without even casting a glance her way.

She looks at you and shakes her head apparently confused by the question. With a flick of your arm you expose your wrist, bearing a single hole that has a metal ring around the rim. You point to the opening and shake your head with a chuckle.

"The answer is no. I wouldn't be interested in treating any woman to a drink if she couldn't even formulate a simple answer to an intelligent question."

With that the blonde slams her hand on the counter and walks away while yelling cuss words and "faggot" your way. You shake your head and resume drinking, acknowledging as another female form sits next to you and waves the bartender down. You look out the corner of your eyes and witness the female synthetic looking down at her drink and then to the television before her screen "face" casts two LED eye symbols to you.

Clearly based off a canine subspecies her head grows outwards in a gradual slope to a point where a port serves as a food entry port. Her "Ears" or antennae as they were stood at a slanting angle behind her head and twitched slightly as she looked your way. With a twist of her hand so it pointed to the television she begins to speak to you.

"The only reason human response nerves cant integrate with synthetic receptors is because no human has been willing to be a test subject purely on the theory that our processes would overrun and destroy a humans mind as well as a common bestial." She narrates with a somewhat monotone female voice. The way she describes it makes you smile and you wave the bartender back to you.

"Whatever she wants, I buy."

You can swear he winks at you but its hard to tell since they don't really have faces. When they were brought into existence a few hundred years ago they were given LED faceplates to convey more organic like emotions. But they suddenly began becoming self aware and formed their own race. For the most part they resembled organics, men had genitalia and women had breasts. What made them incredibly interesting however was their ability to develop their own personalities. You look to the synthetic and raise your glass, smiling sincerely for the first time all night.

"Well said. I don't think I've ever found someone that could answer that question outside of the academy."

She turns her head and sets her drink on the bar, crossing her legs over one another as she swivels the seat to look at you. She wears the white v-neck t-shirt very well a slick gray business jacket covering a badge or some other form of ID pinned to her right breast. You smile and lean on the bar counter, watching her as she raises the drink to a small port opening that served as a food entry.

"I'm the head researcher at Emberlynn university of biological research. And you must be Mr. Deuschant, son of the CEO of Deuschant industries. Always a pleasure to meet someone of an evolved mind." She states with a three fingered hand pushed forward.

You shake her hand and ignore your Bacardi seeing as you won't need it to talk to her. She looks over you with two golden eye frames and blinks twice.

"I imagined you to be more... Expensively dressed."

She was probably referring to your simple attire. You look down at your black leather jacket with red leather tailings along the arms. The jacket itself was worn from years of riding the roads with your father. Your jeans had seen better days but they were devoid of any tears or holes.

"Just because my father is owner of a vast fortune of wealth and technology doesn't mean I would so easily be corrupted and become a typical millionaire playboy." you speak with an audible edge as if you had been accused of something.

"I apologize, I did not mean to offend. I suppose I anticipated a man that graduated from academy at age 15 to dress more..."

"Regal? Intelligent? Perhaps you expected a lab coat and glasses?"

She stops and takes a slower drink as the small fan located behind her head begins to whir louder. That was a sign that synthetics were in deep thought. The kind of thoughts that took all their processing abilities.

"You were being sarcastic weren't you?" She finally asks with a wink.

"Picking up on sarcasm now? Your kind realy do evolve quickly." You add with a chuckle.

"Evolving? We like to call it learning, which you organics seem to do only through violent false reality games, unscrupulous acts of lust, and warfare that serves no purpose to anyone."

"Touche Enis. I suppose now you'll be telling me that birds fly and cows go moo."

Enis laughs and waves another drink from the bartender, drinking slowly as you both continue in idle conversation. She is much more intelligent than an average synthetic, and there is something about her that makes you start to think.

She looks up at the clock located above the bar and nods her head slowly.

"I think it is time for me to depart Mr. Deuschant."

You stand upright and offer her your hand before smiling and bowing slightly.

"Allow me to walk you out."

"Such the gentleman, I suppose next you'll be putting my coat on?" she asks with an outstretched arm pointing to a coat behind her chair.

You smile and grab the coat, sliding it over her arms as you feel the soft synthetic skin that holds their fragile network of wire and sensors intact beneath the fabric of her jacket. You cant help but grin perhaps you have met your intellectual equal. Perhaps that's the alcohol talking to you.

With an outstretched arm you loop your around hers and walk out the bar, watching as the jealous eyes of other human females track her out the room. The cool, crisp, clean air of the night is a welcome change from the stuffy club, and you look up to see the countless lights of the city and the skyscrapers cast their neon glow upon the ground. with Enis in arm you walk along the sidewalk doing what you do best when alone in the city.

People watch.

Couples of various species walk along the paths, but strangely no inter species couples. A cheetah quickly sneaks a feel on his orca girlfriends large breasts, a human male looks deeply into his lovers eyes as they share a kiss, and even a synthetic same sex couple shares intimate conversation as they walk past.

Why hadn't there been any differences? In this new world that had evolved more than any other in centuries why were they clinging to olden ways?

Enis elbows you gently and you look to her with a smile.

"Your facial expressions tell me you are in deep thought, might i inquire what about?"

The question catches you off guard and you quickly try to formulate a convincing lie, but as you look into her eyes you find you strangely cannot.

"Why are our species so alike... Yet worlds apart in terms of mateship?"

Enis processes the question as she looks ahead watching the people as they walk past without a second glance. she slowly looks up to the sky and points to a cluster of stars just barely visible with the electric lights blocking the celestial bodies.

"For every Galaxy and star cluster their are hundreds of thousands of planets, each with the capability to support one form of life or another. These worlds are so different yet our scientists say they are the same. when one thing is true yet another says it is wrong, who or what is to say it is true?"

the explanation definitely requires further thought and you soon find yourself looking up to the sky as well, barely noticing as she clutches your arm slightly tighter. this simple sign of something more makes the heat in your gut grow warmer.

"So you don't know?"

She laughs an electric giggle and nods her head as you both unknowingly walk into a street.

"I suppose not."

Piercing whit lights flood your view as a cars horn blares loudly, and without a hesitant thought in your mind you push Enis away and close your eyes as the weight of a full sized car smashes into you.

Through the screams and the ringing in your ears you feel the blackness of unconsciousness take over... or is it death?