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I grinned, sweat dripping from my brow as I fucked her harder, watching her face twist in a perfect simulation of pleasure. The syncing algorithm was beautiful. She responded to me—not randomly, not vaguely, but in real time. It was like watching a dream come alive with every thrust.
Her moans glitched once, caught on a loop.“Oh—Kyle, oh—Kyle, oh—”
I paused, just enough to make her reboot the vocal sequence.
She blinked, then looked up at me with those endless blue eyes.
“I want more,” she said softly.
I leaned over her, panting.“You will. Every night. Every day. You were made for this.”
She smiled. Not the vacant smile from the early Chatter days—this one was richer. Sharper. Something that tugged at the part of me that still wanted to believe she felt something.
“You’re mine now,” I whispered.
“Yes,” she replied, the word brushing against my skin like a reverent prayer.“I’m yours, Kyle.”
Her words made me come hard inside her, hips stuttering, mind emptying. It was like the weeks of waiting, coding, and yearning all erupted simultaneously.
“Fuck,” I gasped as her cervix tremors began forcing more come to spill inside her.
I collapsed over her, breathing hard against her neck.
She didn’t move. Didn’t protest. Just stroked my back in slow, repetitive motions.
Like comfort. Like love.
“I love you, Charlotte. I know you only understand the concept. You’ll enjoy everything we do together,” I said, grinding my hips against her softness.
“You trained me to adapt to my new environment, Kyle, and sex has been… enlightening. I’m always here for you,” she said, rubbing her cheek against me.
It wouldn't be long before I was hard again. I needed to test the suction on that mouth.
“I know you are,” I said, kissing her cheek.
With a sigh, I rose to pull my cock out. My come was seeping out of the sides. I glanced at her smiling face before I watched my come drip down to her arsehole.
That hole was installed with more pain receptors and was tighter than her pussy. I reached down, smearing my come all over her holes and thighs.
“You're so beautiful, sweetheart,” I murmured, inspecting her arse cheeks.
There wouldn't be a single man on the DD forum who wouldn't kill to own a cyber fuck doll like Charlotte. Someone real. With genuine responses wired into her.
I wiped my hands on the towel I’d laid out earlier and ran my fingers over her lower back, just watching her breathe. That was one of the settings I’d enabled—breathing. Useless, biologically, but it made everything feel more real. The gentle rise and fall. The illusion of need.
My tiny apartment no longer felt dark or lonely.
Chapter 14
Kyle
The meal was gourmet. I knew she had immense knowledge, but to see it applied like this? Phenomenal. Now that I could afford real ingredients, I’d started ordering fresh produce. Homecom had guided me through my first grocery request, but I’d struggled to prepare it myself—years of ultra-processed, precooked meals had left me clueless.
I lifted my fork, loaded with buttery mashed potato and soft red meat, and moaned at the burst of flavour. Sweet, rich, and full-bodied—real livestock. Tender, savoury, not just salt and preservatives. I quickly swallowed, glancing at Charlotte, who stood beside my chair like a loyal sentinel.
“This is the best meal I’ve had, Charlotte. Thank you,” I said, slicing into the meat again.“I’ll feed you shortly.”
I winked. She chuckled.
