Excessica Anthology BOX SET Winter (84 page)

"Oh
God I feel it! It's so hot! So hot! So fucking hot!" she gasped as Bram
shot into her again and again, each bolt making her gasp with the force of his
ejaculation.

"All
of it Darling! All of it!" she squealed, wiggling her hips in lascivious
pleasure and he poured his week's worth of anger and frustration into her. She
gasped, writhed, twisted as she took his come eagerly, while he dug his hands
tight into the tightness of her perfect ass, holding her close, spewing,
throbbing, then slowly, slowly returning to earth in the sweet embrace of her
trembling thighs.

He'd
had no idea he needed it so badly, but now, feeling so drained, so relaxed, so
at peace, he wondered as how he could have even thought of going to sleep in
the state he'd been in, before he'd met Brie.

"Oh
Bram," she breathed as he lay atop her. "That was so incredible. That
was better than I'd even imagined. Better than I could have imagined."

He
felt the same. He couldn't resist. She was just a gynoid but he leaned over her
and kissed her synthetic lips, ran his fingers over the artificial skin of her
cheek, marveling again at how real, how perfect she was. And she returned his
kiss with warmth and loving tenderness, with a humanness about her that was
almost unnerving.

Already
in the back of his mind he was trying to think of how he could possibly explain
her in a review, what words he could use without sounding overawed at this
miracle that SUS had achieved.

He
looked at her, her body sheened with artificial perspiration, her skin aglow.

And
he saw something that caught his eye.

He
bent lower to inspect, and felt sick. An icy spear alarm pierced his stomach
and jolted his heart.

There,
right on her collarbone, was a small scar. No more than half an inch long, but
a scar nonetheless.

Gynoids
don't have scars, he thought.

Human
beings have scars.

* *
* *

"What
the hell are you trying to pull, Shay?" he demanded as soon as she walked
through the door of his unit.

It
had been hard to get a hold of Ms Shay Gowandus, VP, marketing for SUS. Very
hard. But he was angry enough not to be put off by any amount of secretarial
flack, and he had persisted till he had got her on her cell phone at her
office. And she'd been alarmed enough by his anger and worried enough what he
might do to her and SUS in his review that she'd rushed over personally.

"Now
calm down, Bram, just calm down." she said to him. "You're really
losing it over nothing."

"Nothing?"
he asked incredulously. "Nothing? You have the goddamned nerve to send me
a human posing as a gynoid and you call that nothing?"

She
smiled and shook her head. "You're joking, Bram, aren't you? That's just
absurd! You really don't think we'd do something that ridiculous, do you?"

He
just glared at her.

She
smiled uneasily. "Okay now. Why don't you just calm down so we can
straighten this out. Now just what's the problem?"

"The
problem is that the gynoid you tried to foist off on me is not a gynoid at all.
She's a real human being. A person. A real, live person."

"Come
on, Bram! That's crazy!" she said. "She's not a person. The fact of
the matter is that we got it amazingly right this time. We hit the damned nail
right on the damned head. She's perfect, isn't she? So real she's scary, isn't
she? She's that good! But she's a robot, I assure you."

"The
hell she is!" he shouted. "She's got a scar! What's more, she
snores!"

"Snores?"
Shay asked him.

"Snores!"

"You
didn't say anything about that on the phone," she said.

Bram
turned away from her in exasperation.

Brie
sat on the sofa wrapped in one of his robes, saying nothing. She had already
tried to explain that she was really a gynoid, but she'd been unable to
convince Bram, and he'd just gotten angrier and angrier, so she'd finally
stopped talking, stopped listening, waiting for Shay to get there.

"Look
Bram," Shay said to him. "Let's be honest with each other. Yes you
are one of the most important product review men on the planet. And yes you
seem to have an axe to grind against SUS. And everyone knows that you have a
bias towards Genista, which I've never been able to understand myself,
but…"

Bram
started to interrupt but Shay raised her hand.

"Let
me finish. What I'm saying is that it's no secret we'd like to have you on our
side. That being the case, do you really think we would insult your
intelligence by trying to pass off a real girl as a gynoid? Knowing how much is
at stake?"

Bram
shrugged. "Sure."

"Okay,
well…" Shay said with exasperation. She walked away, then turned back.

"But
you had her, didn't you? Did you ever have a real human that good? Did you ever
have a girl who lactated during sex? Who ejaculated? And who was a virgin to
boot?"

She
stopped suddenly and looked down at Brie. "You were still a virgin when
you got here, weren't you?"

"Of
course she was!" Bram said, "but that's nothing. I can go down to any
sex shop and buy artificial hymens, ejaculation douche, and lactation pills.
Hell, there's a milk bar down the block from here where every woman there is
lactating like Elsie the cow! You tell me why she has a scar and why she
snores!"

"Did
you snore?" Shay asked her.

Brie
shrugged. "I don't know. I was asleep. In e-sleep, I mean."

"Well,
it's probably some little airway obstruction thing. We can fix it." Shay
said. "You know how these things go. First of a new model line always come
out with a million little glitches that have to be fine-tuned. As for the
scar…"

"Show
her." Bram said.

Brie
pulled down a corner of the robe and turned her head so that Shay could look at
it. Shay frowned. She ran her finger over it. It was a scar all right, just
like you might see on human skin. There was no way that could have gotten past
quality control.

"Oh
that!" she said with a laugh. "We're putting in random scars and
moles and things like that. Makes them more real, don't you think?"

He
wasn't buying it. SUS had used mole patterns on the unit's backs for theft
protection for some time, but they'd never used scars. Scars were very
difficult to raise on the synthetic skin they used. Everyone knew that.

"Bullshit,
Shay." he said. "Don't pull that crap with me."

Shay
stood up, took off her coat and threw it on a chair. She ran her fingers
through her hair and sighed.

Bram
had been too angry to look at her when she came in, so now he saw her for the
first time. She had reddish brown hair, darker and much shorter than Brie's.
She was Brie's size, though lankier and not quite as curvy. But still, she did
wonderful things for the clothes she wore. Awfully good looking to be a
vice-president.

"Well…"
she sighed. "I'm sure there's some explanation."

"Sure
there's an explanation!" Bram said. "It's obvious. You screwed up, Ms
Gowandus, you missed delivery for the show, and you knew we were all going slam
the hell out of SUS. Wouldn't look to fucking good for you, would it? So you
hired some girl to come over here and play the part of a Karen to impress me
with how great she was so I'd give you a rave notice. And me, like a fucking
idiot, I keep on thinking how real she looks, how real she acts! No wonder she
acts real! She is real!"

"Mr.
North…" she began.

"If
she's not real, then shut her off." Bram yelled. "Just shut her off
for me. Every robot has a shut off, even your top of the line gynoids. So show
me. Shut her off."

She
looked at him for a moment and said. "But I don't have the codes, the
codes are…" She shrugged.

"Oh
right," he mocked. "You can't even shut down one of your own units.
This is just unbelievable! It's beyond that; it's criminal! I'm going to do a
story on this and you know what? It's not going to be a review. It's going to
be headline news! Major fraud at SUS! How's that, Ms. Gowandus."

She
looked at him steadily for a moment, and he felt the force of her stare. Then
she smiled. She looked down at Brie, and Brie just shook her head sadly and
shrugged.

Shay
looked back at him and suddenly laughed.

"Busted!"
she said.

Brie
hung her head. She tried to hold it in, but she couldn't, and laughter spilled
from her lips and her shoulders began to shake as she hid her face in the robe.
Shay too began to laugh, making no attempt to hide it. A broad smile covered
her face and she gave a long, delighted laugh, shaking her head in disbelief.

Bram
stood there dumbly, looking from one to the other.

"You're
good." Shay said, catching her breath. "You're just too good. Tell
him who you are, Brianna."

Brie
looked at him. "I'm Shay Gowandus," she said. She shrugged and smiled
at him shyly. "Sorry."

"You?"
he asked, stunned. "You mean I just had sex with the Vice President of
marketing at SUS?"

"I
guess I'm just pretty dedicated to SUS's success," she said.

His
mouth open in stunned silence, Bram looked from one to the other. Shay number 1
smiled at him and stuck out her hand and he prepared himself for another blow.

"And
I'm Fucksuck twelve seven twelve, Model K, Serial number 82AD," she said
boldly. "You can call me Kay."

The
two girls giggled and Bram stood there dizzy and dumb.

"You're
a gynoid? You?" His confusion was palpable. He had to sit down.

"But
the… all that stuff you said," he said, looking at Brie. "All the
system presets, the legal stuff, the way she looked."

Brie
shrugged. "What can I say. I can do that." She made her face go
blank. "If you deal with all the legal crap I do," she said in a
flat, robotic voice, "it's quite easy to memorize the routines and
protocols and imitate the various disclaimers, system options and registration."

"Oh
no." Bram said in shock. "Oh no!"

Brie
sighed heavily. "It's true," she said. "I'm sorry, but it's
true."

"But
please, Bram," she went on, "Please understand. I had to take the
chance. Kay just wasn't quite ready yet. She has some balance problems, and her
hands, well… Show him your hands, Kay."

Kay
had her blouse open and Bram was looking at her breasts, smaller than Brie's
but also perfectly formed. She catwalked over to him and held up a hand.

Bram
looked at it. The knuckles were unusually smooth and the nail beds had that
plastic, epoxy look to them; too glossy, too bright. He turned her hand over
and saw that the palms were slightly darker than the backs of her hands. And
now that she was so close he could detect the slightest hint of plastic, faint,
but unmistakable. Would he have noticed if he hadn't known?

"And
watch," Brie said. "Kay, spin around."

Kay
held her arms out and turned herself around. She made one revolution and then
fell to the floor.

"It's
some glitch in the orgasm algorithms that interferes with her kinetic balance
system. Probably the same thing that makes her feel like her head is spinning
when she comes, but we haven't been able to track it down yet. Software boys
can't say how long it will take. And I don't want to be the one remembered for
releasing the Collapsing K."

"This
is unbelievable," he said weakly. "Just fucking unbelievable."

Kay
stood up as if nothing had happened and wiped a lock of hair out of her face.
She came over to him and leaned against him, pushing her lush breasts against
him. "But I can still make you feel like no one else in the world can make
you feel," she said. "I can take you in my pussy and give you the
ride of your fucking life. And whatever you want to do to me—anything—well,
that's just fine."

She
took his unresisting hand and put it under her skirt against her vagina, and
Bram felt her, soft and wet. She groaned and her hips began to rotate in lewd
and hungry circles.

"Oh
no," he said. "Oh no."

"Oh
God, Bram!" she breathed, "What does it even matter who's what? We're
here together. Don't waste it. Don't waste what we have."

He
sat there numbly as Kay went to work on his zipper, pulling it down, kissing
his cock through his shorts, while Brie—he couldn't stop thinking of her
as Brie—came over and dropped her towel. He looked up at the tiny scar
again, then she bent, took his shirt and lifted it off over his head. She took
his mouth in a warm and searching kiss.

"She's
right, Bram," Brie said, "What I was for you before I can be for you
again if you'll let me. I wasn't faking when you fucked me, lover. And I won't
be faking now."

Bram's
head spun as Brie's lips came down on his again and Kay took him deep into her
mouth with a groan of pleasure.

Yes,
he felt it now: that unmistakable mechanical feel as Kay sucked his cock, that
little vibration, that tremble. He knew he should be angry. He should be
outraged. He'd been had, played for a fool, jobbed in typical unbelievably bold
SUS fashion. He knew it but at the same time he grew big and very hard, in
spite of the massive orgasm he'd just had.

"Wait!"
he said, "Wait! You can fuck me all you want, but that's not going to
change what I write. I'm not that damned easy."

"Forget
about that," Brie whispered. "Just let's us be together. Let me and
Kay take care of you. Then you can write whatever you want, lover. Just see
what Kay can do. What I can do."

She
kissed him again but he pushed her back so he could watch Kay, watch the way
her head bobbed up and down on his cock, the way her cheeks hollowed with the
intense suction she applied. He felt it in his balls, that exciting feeling of
machine sex.

Brie
saw what he was looking at. She took his hand and put it to her pussy, showing
him how to rub, and she watched too.