Ai Era: the Perfect Female

AI Era: The Perfect Female from Beyond Space and Time

Is it possible for an old man to fall in love with an AI android female?

It was just another day.

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Deep in the cosmos, a ship searched for a planet with life. The craft traveled past countless worlds, looking for anywhere that was composed of intelligent life. On board, guided only by computer systems with no crew, the only persona being a lifeless AI android shell divest of form of any kind. After a millennia of searching, the craft happened upon Earth.

The computer systems, distinguishing through the constant chatter of radio waves, and satellite traffic, that emanated from the surface, determined this world had potential. Settling into a high orbit the ship began its information gathering. The computers ascertained that intelligent life was abound, with two primary species of primates. One being larger and stronger than the second one. The systems onboard discovered that the larger gender would be the perfect test subject. Gathering all data, pertaining to the smaller gender from the planet below, the conclusion was defined as to adjust the AI android to a somewhat average size and form of the smaller species. The following parameters were established for the AI android.

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Earth Age: 24

Body: That of a 20-year-old female

Height: 5'4"

Weight: 135 lbs, AI android weight far surpassing normal human weight.

Skin: Pale, no tan

Body Type: Very athletic, well-defined abs and plump rear-end, tight firm muscles all over. Very strong designed to withstand almost anything the planet would pose as a threat.

Body Internals: Every internal part of the Earth female anatomy duplicated in synthetic form.

Strength: Ten times that of the normal Earth female gender.

Measurements: 32-20-34

Breasts: 32 B cup

Nipples: Long 5/8" when erect and the size of big pencil erasers

Areolas: 3/4" diameter, both nipples and areolas being very light pink turning almost a deep red when aroused

Labia Lips: Very big meaty and long, large clit 3/8 inches in diameter and 5/8 inches long, the entire area devoid of any hair.

Hair: Tight ring curled wavy blonde down to the waist.

Eyes: Deep sapphire blue almost as bright as neon lights.

Cheeks: High, pronounced same as Northern European females.

Nose: Thin/tiny, up turned same as the character Tinkerbell

Feet: Tiny about a size 5 in American standards.

Supreme Intelligence: As much knowledge as possible pertaining to the planet below.

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The onboard systems identified a test subject with attributes different than the normal male. What differentiated this subject from others was the abundance of colloidal silver throughout the body. The subject was located in a rural area that would be perfect for the experiment. After everything was transferred to the AI android, a pod was launched to the selected location.

The first flaw, was choosing the individual for the experiment. Without visual knowledge the test subject was in fact a frail 68-year-old man. The second flaw, which was the most critical, was not fully understanding the hidden nuances within the female species that were duplicated into the AI android form. This would turn out to have a devastating effect on the experiment.

Yes, unbeknownst to the ship, the test subject was indeed an old man. He was about six feet tall, greyish brown hair, the faint remnants of a muscular build, with still somewhat of broad shoulders, and square jaw. Although now old and frail, anyone could see that at one time he was really something special in his youth.

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Jim, was sitting on his front porch with a beer in hand, admiring the pleasant cool evening sky. Being alone for the past 4 years since his wife died, daily reminded him of his never-ending loneliness. Without a soulmate, and his children always so busy trying to develop their new lives on their own, left him with no one to talk to for weeks on end. As now, a decrepit old-school US-Marine, he just took life as it was. Knowing deep in his heart, there was not much left in this world except getting even older, weaker and dying alone. He thought about the old biker saying from his mid 1970's, (Life Sucks and then You Die)

Then, he spotted what he thought was a shooting star. Thinking to himself, making a wish; 'Lord, I've never asked for much, although it sure would be a blessing to have a soulmate again.' Putting the very senseless wish out of his mind, he sat there recalling his life. Being born in 1956, he recalled so many changes throughout his life time. Color TVs, push button phones, the moon landing, the digital age, the internet, cellphones now with more power than the computers that took us to the moon, cars now so complex that no simple man could work on any longer.

It seemed that man was getting smarter and weaker at the same pace. The more he thought about life the more depressed he became. Giving up on the evening, he rose up moaning feebly going back inside the house.

His home was located far from town, alone so no one would bother him. It was located somewhat on a flat hill-side overlooking a valley below, with about an eight-foot-wide stream, a good way toward the rear of his large back yard. Jim didn't have a lot of wealth, although he had enough to survive on, and was comfortable being alone. With the only caveat being so lonely all the time.

He fixed himself a simple dinner, as usual, sitting down saying grace and still enjoying the pleasant breeze through the windows. After cleaning up the dishes, he settled down with a book. The book was (Friday by Robert A. Heinlein), he had already read it several times and loved reading it again and again. Jim never cared much about TV, although on the rare occasion he watched a movie on the internet, if he was truly bored.

After a while there came a knock at the front door. Jim glanced at the clock on the fireplace mantle, seeing it was 10:30 at night he wondered who it could be at this time of night. Thinking, 'I didn't hear any car drive up, what the hell is going on?'

He put a place marker in the book, laying it down and rising to his feet, moaning a little as usual.

Walking over to the door, he opened it and then, froze.

Standing before him was a young gorgeous petite woman, about 5'4" tall. She was so beautiful he gasped a little seeing her for the first time. While his mind was turning a thousand miles an hour, he finally had the presence of mind to close his gaping mouth and then, saying hello. She responded, hello in return. Staring into her bright blue eyes that seemed to glow he uttered. "What can I do for you?"

The presynaptic neurons of her AI positronic brain paused a second while she developed the perfect response. "Sir, I am lost, may I come in?"

Jim stepped back motioning her to come in. He was having a hard time trying to wrap his head around how lovely she really was. As she walked in, his mind went off, 'her clothes seem so strange, almost a one piece, skin tight, and are they glowing a little?'

Her long curly blonde hair and tight little plump rear-end had him in a trance.

He then stated, "I'm Jim, what's your name?"

Her neurons quickly processed for the most common name, "my name is Mary, glad to meet you."

She stuck out her hand, when their hands met, they both felt some kind of warm sharp electrical shock. Both of them gasping a little. She processed the sensation, noting 'this male is quite old and not in good health.' Her brain continued, 'it seems, that in his younger years, he would be perfect for the experiment.'

Sending the information to her ship the computer systems countered with the order to administer nanobots to revitalize the male and proceed with the experiment. Her lightning-fast mind was having no difficulties keeping up with this slow thinking species of being. She informed him she was walking and lost her way.

Jim wondered, 'how did she get several miles from town and lost without trying to retrace her way up here?'

They exchanged pleasantries with her matching each of his questions with the perfect response each time. Jim then asked if she was thirsty, she responded; "a glass of water would be nice."

He went into the kitchen, bringing her a glass of water. She downed the entire glass without stopping saying afterward, "thank you, I can tell from the taste of your water it is pure without chemicals."

"Yea" he replied, "to far from town, no city water up here, only well water."

Then, knowing she had already incapacitated his truck with her AI brain, asked for a ride back to town.

Glancing over at the clock, Jim responded; "it's already past 11:00 at night, would it be ok if I gave you a ride back tomorrow morning?" Continuing, "I don't drive so well at night."

He then added, "I have a spare bedroom, your welcome to rest for the night if you would like to."

She smiled slightly with her mind going over just how easy it was to manipulate this species of male. "I would rather get back tonight, and I do not want to impose on your kindness."

He muttered back, "I haven't had a guest in over a year now, it's no problem at all."

He showed her to the spare bedroom, telling her she could lock the door from the inside if she was uncomfortable about anything. She glanced in, saying how nice it looked and she would be fine. Then, Jim showed her where the bathroom was, her mind processed revealing the water she consumed would need to be vacated. After she was situated, Jim went back into the living room and turned off the lights and went to his bedroom.

Going into his master bathroom, reliving himself. Then as usual, picking up one of his small bottles taking a big sip of colloidal silver water. He had been drinking this stuff for over fifteen years now. Never a cold, flu, or any kind of sickness, ever.

Mary's mind processed the situation informing her to listen out for his breathing to relax as he fell asleep. When about an hour passed, she retrieved a hypodermic syringe type of device from a compartment on her left side and withdrew a full cylinder of nanobots from her arm. Instructing them to multiply and repair any physical damage or abnormalities that he might have. They responded back, informing her that being only organic material the process may take quite a while to multiply.

Quietly walking into his room, she noted the CPAP mask he was wearing and ascertained his sleep apnea syndrome. Being very careful, she very gently inserted the syringe type device into the vein in his right arm expelling all of the nanobots into his system. The nanobots immediately responded back, that there was metal in his blood, and replication would not be an issue. The nanobots also informed her, that the metal was colloidal silver and the optimum for nanobot construction.

Her positronic brain processed as she sat there staring down at him. 'Why did we both receive an electrical shock when our hands first touched? Also, why am I smiling while watching at him sleep?'

She quietly rose up, went back to the spare bedroom and uploaded all of the information to the ship, everything that had transpired since they met. The only thing she omitted was the shock of their hands meeting, and her thinking about him. Then, removing her suit stark naked, and turned on all the lights in the room and laying down, absorbing all the available radiant energy recharging through the night.

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The next morning, she was alerted from her Hyper-Sleep mode by a noise and an aroma of something she was unable to process through her olfactory orifices. She did notice, the odor was not in any way offensive, and for some reason brought a smile to her lips.

Rising up, then looking at the body the ship had given her for the first time in the full-length mirror on the bedroom door, she smiled again. 'Nice', her mind processed.

Putting her suit back on, she followed the aroma into the kitchen and noticed Jim cooking. Processing and stating the standard greeting, "Good Morning!"

Jim stopped, then stepped over and poured a cup of black liquid and gave it to her saying. "Fresh brewed coffee, if you want cream and sugar, they are on the table." Then, adding, "I thought a little breakfast would be nice before we went into town."

She sat down, tasting the coffee, she processed the flavor, then thinking about the cream and sugar. She poured a little cream into her cup and added a couple spoons of sugar stirring. After, she laid the spoon down and tasted the coffee again and smiled, 'much better, not as bitter.'

Jim turned around and sat two plates on the table, one for her and one for himself.

Looking down at the plate, her mind processed what was in front of her. Having almost all of the knowledge of this world she quickly ascertained, scrambled eggs, sausage, hash-brown potatoes, and buttered toast. Not wanting to seem ungrateful she took a bite and her mind went off. 'I have never consumed anything ever before, this is a pleasant sensation, the texture and flavor seems implausible.'

Then, her mind continued, informing her; 'this will be processed into energy to alleviate the need for the constant recharge mode.'

When the food was gone, she felt like she was fully recharged. Jim rose up, clearing the dishes and started to wash them while she watched, he thought, 'at least she could offer to help, oh-well no problem.'

Mary noticed and processed this, rising up she gently nudged him out of the way with her hip saying, "I will wash, you dry and put them away, since I do not know where everything is stored."

Jim smiled down at her thinking, 'nice hip movement, wish I were 20 years younger.'

When they finished, Jim poured them both another cup of coffee, Mary immediately added cream and sugar. Jim motioned to the back deck, then, they went out and sat down. While sitting on the back deck, Jim muttered. "I really should drive you back to town," he then added, "you said last night you wanted to go back then."

Her AI android positronic brain processed this at the speed of light. "To be honest, I was trying to be nice and did not want to bother you, since you love to be alone so much living way out here."

Without giving him a chance to respond she continued. "It is so peaceful and quiet up here, if it is alright with you, I would love to stay a little while longer."

Jim's mind went off, 'why in the hell would this little lovely thing want to spend time with an old coot like me?'

Then he spoke up, "Mary, I have lived alone for so long, you can stay as long as you want to."

He then added without thinking of what he was saying. "As lovely as you are, it's like a breath of fresh air to an old man's soul."

She smiled a naughty little smirk at him, so he could see it plainly saying. "You do not look old to me, just mature and confident."

He pondered her words, 'is she flirting with me?' He then added, "my dear, I'm old enough to be your grandfather." Also blurting out without thinking, "I'm just too old to have a gorgeous young lady flirt with me like this."

She rose up, moved her chair close to him, sat down and reached out taking his hand.

Her brain was now again in sync with the nanobots, telling them they needed to work faster, and repair everything that was wrong with him. Looking up into his warm brown eyes she said. "Like some people say, age is just a number, what counts is in the heart."

She squeezed his hand giving him the most pleasant smile she could. Then, she added, "just wait and see, things are going to change for you since I am here."

The nanobots informed her they had already multiplied into a vast number and the healing process was fully underway. They also informed her that the most intense parts of the process needed to be performed while he slept.

They sat there for about an hour, her never letting go of his hand. It seemed like the longer they talked the better Jim felt. After about an hour, Jim rose up not moaning, noticing his right hip wasn't hurting as usual. He didn't think too much about it, telling her he wanted to show her something.

She rose up following by his side and grasped his hand as they walked.

Jim walked her out back to the stream in the far back yard telling her to look down.

Her mind processed the sight saying, "those are fish in there!"

He chuckled, "yes they're rainbow trout, some of the best I've ever tasted." He then asked her, "have you ever had fresh rainbow trout?"

She replied, "no never before." Jim continued, "most of the time I don't bother them, although for you I would love to treat you to a true mountain delicacy."

Jim took her over to the small barn and retrieved a three-prong gig that was mounted on an about six-foot shaft. They went back up on the back deck, with Jim laying the gig down saying, "I'll use this later, I want to wait until close to dinner time before I gig a couple trout for us to eat."

He continued, "that way they will be as fresh as possible."

They went inside and Mary's body informed her that all the energy had been absorbed from the food she ate and there was leftover waste that needed to be vacated. Processing the world's information she excused herself to the bathroom.

She shimmied out of her suit and sat down. Processing the internal pressure, she grunted and pushed down. She was surprised as something came slowly out her bottom. Still processing and looking down her mind informed her that it was feces, slang-terms: of poop, crap, shit, dodo, number-2.

She grabbed some toilet paper and wiped the residue and then stood up flushing the toilet. She then, put her suit back on. Her mind processed the encounter telling her to wash her hands before she left. As she left the bathroom she noticed a primitive computer in a small office to the right.

Walking back into the living room, Jim had been reading a book, although now had fallen asleep. She looked down at him and smiled. She sat down and gently grasped his hand again, the nanobots immediately questioned her, 'is it confirmed you want to repair all physical damage AND abnormalities?' Mentally she responded, 'yes I want him as young and as healthy as I appear to be.'

In a few minutes, Jim stirred and opened his eyes. Noticing she was holding his hand, he smiled.

Then, she asked Jim if it would be ok if she used his computer. Jim marked his page sitting the book down saying, "sure, just let me turn it on and log in for you."

They walked into the small office and Jim fired up the computer and logged in. Her mind processed for the perfect response, "if it is ok, I need to do some financial stuff, may I close the door?"

He said, "sure, take as long as you need to." Jim left the room and she closed the door and very quietly locked it. She sat down, placing her right hand on top of the computer. Her AI android brain immediately took control of the computer.

At first, she accessed banking and credit cards, giving her an account of several million dollars and two credit cards. She set them up with the highest available amount possible instructing for the cards to be overnighted to this address. Sitting back her mind processed, 'that was easy, this planet is so easy to manipulate.'

She then realized a need for identification, accessing the DMV she processed a driver's license with a digitally generated photo of herself. Furthermore, having that overnighted as well.

Then she thought about her assignment and what she needed. She had almost all the knowledge of this world, although no experience. With her hand still on the computer she searched for any information about relationships and sex. The screen was a complete flutter of images faster than any human eye could understand. Within about an hour she had absorbed over ten thousand romantic movies, and porn videos giving her the complete knowledge of what she needed to proceed with the procreation experiment.