Colin knew this would be the last time he'd have to watch that pretty and voluptuous woman. Brad had told him as much, and he knew himself that enough evidence of infidelity had been gathered. This had been a rather easy case. What else could excuse so many hours at the same woman's house two days in a row?
He took his job seriously though, and followed her in a different rented car. He trailed her movements from Brad's neighborhood to Marcia's door, and set up shop at the top of a hill just a few houses away. He got more photos of Pam entering, and some of those included that blonde woman again. Evidence on top of evidence, but it was all in a day's work.
The work that started up inside the house was also routine - but only for the house's non-human inhabitants. Brad's soon to be ex-fiancee was quickly seated in a white padded high-back chair while the machinery around her got ready to get her into a better operational condition. That problematic face of hers came off again so cables could be plugged into connection ports behind it. Those fabulous, perfect breasts of hers remained as lovely as ever as a rectangular patch of skin got opened above them for the same purpose.
Lights flashed, consoles beeped and electrons zoomed through cables as the Master Computing Device took in what Pam's electronics had to say. The data from her self-diagnostic scans and system checks got interpreted and stored first. Then a complete set of external diagnostic scans were performed on the unit. Those complicated logic problems that had so far only served to stump her AI were given a quick check by the supercomputer. It decided in microseconds to install some new, experimental hardware in its android agent. Pam entered as a Type E.4.01.05 android, she would leave as a Type E.4.01.09 kind of girl.
With her simulated breathing stopped for now, Pam was absolutely still as Natasha went to where she had been ordered. She bent her slim feminine body over, showing off some beautiful curves and that sexy ever-exposed recharge port. Her bright blue eyes scanned the contents of the drawers and cupboards while the supercomputer beamed more details to the transponder in her head. She grabbed some of Fembot Commands latest advanced electronic components and laid them out neatly on a cart nearby.
Then she stood up and walked back over to the sexy plus-size fembot sitting across the room. Natasha trained those icy, unblinking eyes on that synthetic woman and reached out to remove the black cables that still connected her to the console. Then the technician verbally commanded Pam to get out of the chair and get her body on to the waiting examination table.
"Yes Natasha." came the digital voice from her speaker as bright LEDs flashed quickly all around her exposed machinery. Pam computed, then moved. Her round wide hips swung in an automatically sexy way as she walked barefoot across the cold concrete floor. The harsh fluorescent lighting reflected in the curly waves of black hair built into her head, making them seem to be more vibrant and alive than their synthetic composition should allow.
Her plump and perfectly round buns jiggled as she came to a quick halt in front of the table. Her massive and flawlessly shaped breasts shook even longer while the computer parts behind them prepared to get her body into a horizontal position. She raised her left leg and leaned forward, gradually bringing the whole of her chassis on to the table. She layed there staring out with those eerie, inhuman looking glass eyes as Natasha's finger made contact with the power button inside the woman's chest. Shut-down procedures initiated, and in seconds Pam was off.
