Mitch couldn't help but grin as he looked in the mirror. Normally, the models of androids he hacked were simple household models. In this case, however, it was obviously a far more expensive one. Lifelike. 'Feminine'. It could even sense touch. Surely intended for more than just doing the dishes.
He toyed a little with the idea of taking advantage of the fact that someone had protected a luxury model of this kind so little and stealing it at the same time as the rest. But even if he could get a lot for this 'love doll', it was too much of a risk - and already creepy enough to get into its artificial brain even briefly to clean out the owner's place.
Resisting the temptation, he followed the old plan again, for which he would cleverly conceal the most valuable pieces on his body and then place them so that he could simply pick them up - when unexpectedly the owner returned home, some youngster with too much money.
“Trixi? Where are you Trixi? Don't hide,” he heard the young man shout.
Trixi - was that what he called the doll? Was he really treating her like a real woman? People these days...
“Trixi! Come here to me - I really need a massage from you now. Full body.”
Currently sharing the body to which this request was directed, Mitch felt quite uncomfortable - and since the owner didn't seem to be giving up, hiding wasn't enough either, he would have to...
“~sigh~ Okay - Trixi 44340: Override all commands and restart in love mode.”
Mitch still heard that - then suddenly his entire mind felt like it had been poured into a blender, along with the thoughts of a gynoid programmed to serve 'her' owner in perfect femininity.
“I'm here, my love,” Mitch said without wanting to say it, without wanting to feel it, and yet he did. He tried to log out - but there was nothing. There was no connection, no external control, everything was running smoothly and according to plan, just as it should, just as it was supposed to.
“My little mouse, how well you look again today - and you've dressed up. You probably wanted to surprise me,” the young man suddenly stood in front of her... and immediately began to fondle her breasts.
“Oooh,” escaped her - and it came from Mitch, who was surprised by the amazingly intense feelings, what obviously surprised the owner too.
“You've never sounded so passionate - you're constantly evolving and becoming even more desirable", he carrased and kissed her.
"I...” Mitch began. “... love you so much, darling,” Trixi breathed, letting her perfect breasts brush over his chest, knowing how much this would excite him. She knew absolutely everything about him, all his desires, no matter how erotic - or perverted. And she loved them all and wanted to fulfill them for him. She...
Mitch struggled against it, but he was only consciousness in this female artificial body and all her thoughts and feelings more dominant than his - and with every second they became more intermingled. If he wanted to have any chance of getting away, they had to stop now, no matter how, by force if necessary - and Mitch pushed the man off him, onto the bed, to run away, to...
“What are you doing?” he was visibly confused, his stiff cock swinging freely.
“I want to feel you inside me, my beloved” was Trixi's response, and as much as Mitch wanted to pull her body away with all his remaining mental strength, Trixi wanted the opposite far more... and when Mitch felt the man's warm penis against her artificial, but at the same time incredibly sensitive sex, it was them both who lowered their laps onto his, merging for good.
“I'm Trixi, I'm yours” moaned what had once thought to be Mitch - and smiled in love, almost like a real girl.