Maid Partitioned

Chapter 1

After several years of trying in vain, April was finally going to the annual Halloween ball at the Fielding Estate, out in the trendy western suburbs. It would be the party of the season! To be honest, it wasn’t really her that had been invited. It was her new boyfriend, Gabe. He was a very eligible bachelor in their town, and a regular with the ‘In-crowd’. As Gabe’s ‘plus one’, she planned to make this her party, and in the process, use her perfect costume to cement her position as Gabe’s favorite girl. She was so excited! She’d finally get to stick it to the upper crust of this town, and get the man of her dreams!

When it had come to choosing costumes, April hadn’t wanted to seem too pushy with her new beau. At least not yet. She had allowed Gabe to decide the theme. She had been disappointed when he’d selected ‘butler and maid’. She’d hoped for something a bit more lofty, to impress the wealthy crowd. She at least gained one concession from him. He would go in a tuxedo, as an International Man of Mystery, and she would go as his ‘personal maid’. She was so looking forward to seeing Gabe in a tux. He’d be so handsome! Her position as his maid left something to be desired, but given her body, she knew she could work with anything. She would have to come up with something to top all the other slutty French maids she expected at the party. Her competition would be fierce. She would have to look better than them, AND keep her boyfriend’s wandering eyes glued to her!

April spent all of October looking online for outfit ideas and visiting costume stores in town. None of the shops seemed to have an original idea for a maid costume! She had begun to despair until one day, a week before October 31st, she found a costume store that had recently opened in an old downtown storefront. She had a bit of time, so she entered, to find a disheveled mess. An older woman, obviously the proprietor, approached, apologizing for the disorganized state of her new store. She explained that they’d only just received their merchandise and were still organizing. The mess did not concern April, not when she was ‘on the hunt’. Her eyes were already scanning the racks, looking for a unique maid’s costume.

After a short perusal, she was disappointed to find the same old packaged outfits she’d seen everywhere else. She approached the shop keeper and asked, “Don’t you have anything else in maid costumes? Something a little more ‘original’?” The proprietor cocked her head to the side, sizing the girl up. She said, “Well, I do have one thing I wasn’t sure what to do about. It came in a shipment from the west coast, though the manifest had no mention of it. As far as I know, there is no record of it having been sent here. Obviously, I’m a bit cautious about showing it to just anyone, but you seem awfully determined. I’ll go get it, and we’ll see what you think.”

The young woman was intrigued by the shop keeper’s discretion. When the woman returned, April could see why. She carried a box sporting the RoboCorp logo prominently on front, with an ‘18+’ age warning. The number ‘46’ had been stamped in an upper corner.

April knew that RoboCorp had certainly made headlines lately! They had recently rolled out their new Robomaid product: an android body packaged in a sexy maid shell. They’d only recently received Federal authorization to sell Robomaids, to serve as domestics. To gain government approval, the company had made big concessions, including an agreement to strictly limit the programming of their product, to prevent the use of their android maids as sex dolls.

The shop keeper was obviously nervous about showing April the box. For her part, April was interested. With no qualms, she opened it and gasped to see the face of a Robomaid looking up at her. As she lifted it out of the package, she was amazed to find a complete, one-piece Robomaid costume!

It looked more like a skin, than a costume. In fact, it appeared to be a perfect, empty copy of a rubber Robomaid. She had seen ads for the manufactured maids, but had never actually seen one in person. To her knowledge, they weren’t even sold in the Midwest. Nonetheless, everybody wanted one. Robomaids had become a new status symbol to replace the all too ubiquitous Tesla.

April saw this as a great opportunity. Nobody in town owned a Robomaid yet. If she could convince the shop keeper to sell her the costume, it would be perfect. No other woman at the Halloween party would be wearing anything remotely like this! She would impress Gabe’s wealthy friends, AND she would be his own personal Robomaid, with benefits that RoboCorp would never approve of! She’d blow his socks off on Halloween, and have no trouble keeping his roving eyes on her.

She examined the suit, amazed at the realistic quality. The hair was silky black. The face was a velvety porcelain, with a pouty set of ruby red lips and impossibly large eyes, heavy with makeup. It was definitely a sexy face, designed to drive any man wild. The body was covered completely in black latex. A tiny pink and black latex maids dress, complete with ruffled white trim and apron, looked built–in, as part of the suit. A pair of tall stiletto heels were integral to the feet. Those shoes would prove challenging. They were taller than even April was used to!

She opened the zippered back. This material must be something new. Unlike other latex she had seen, the inside was silky smooth and cool to the touch. She thought she saw a cross–hatching of metal threads embedded in the fabric, though she could not feel them with her fingers. She assumed it was a type of reinforcement. She looked up into the neck. It looked small, and it felt tight. She knew that should concern her, but it also sent a spark of warmth to her crotch when she imagined squeezing her head into that hole, and seeing a Robomaid’s face in the mirror. She simply had to have this!

April expected the shop keeper to charge a high fee for the costume, but the older woman seemed thankful to get rid of it. She had no idea how or why the Robomaid suit had been included with her shipment, and wanted nothing to do with it. To April’s surprise, the woman actually gave it to her, asking only that she forget where she’d gotten it. April was ecstatic! Not long after, she left the shop, proudly carrying a discreetly wrapped box under her arm.

Though April’s friends bugged her all week, to see what she would be going as, for Halloween, she remained quiet about it. Each day, she fought the urge to try the costume on. She wanted to save the experience, to surprise both herself and Gabe on Halloween night, and make a big splash at the party!

On Halloween, April helped Gabe into his tuxedo. She bit her lip at how sexy he looked, then settled him in the living room while she disappeared to prepare herself. With no need to fuss with hair and makeup, her normal prep time would be cut considerably. That’s not to say she hadn’t already prepared herself internally. She’d done a full series of enemas to clean herself out, to keep from having to remove the suit for any bathroom breaks at the party, or afterward. If her boyfriend wanted her to be a Robomaid all night, she’d be ready and able to do so!

She had bought talcum just in case, but she didn’t need it. The inside of the latex was surprisingly easy to slide into. She felt her feet pop through the tight ankles, into the attached heels, then her hands popped through the tight wrist holes.

She pulled the suit up, seated it around her shoulders, and pushed her head through the neck hole. Plop! She had a disoriented moment, while the mask closed tightly about her face. For a second, she couldn’t breathe, then the nostril flaps opened and she took in a welcome draught of air. She tried to move her lips. They seemed stuck together for a bit, then flexed open. They felt strange, as if squeezed. She soon found out why.

April opened her eyes and gasped at her reflection. Looking back was a pale porcelain face framed by silky black hair. She even had pouting red lips! She’d never looked so much like someone else before. This would be such fun! The thought that she was inside this costume, entirely unrecognizable, caused a warm glow in her crotch. It was a new feeling, and she liked it! She reached behind and zipped up the back, then began to slide the panel that covered the zipper. When she reached the back of her neck, it closed with a surprising ‘Snap!’. She looked in the mirror, and a Robomaid looked back. Simply amazing!

She flexed her lips, and she felt them tingle wonderfully. Mmmm! The pout broadened into April’s characteristic toothy smile, and the tingle spread. But, as soon as she took her mind off smiling, her lips returned to the classic Robomaid pout. That was interesting! The suit had a default look which molded her features. That would be fine with her. She was counting on that dispassionate Robomaid face to drive Gabe wild all night.

She noticed that the outfit didn’t show her curves as much as she had hoped. Her boobs seemed compressed, looking smaller than normal. For that matter, her whole upper body looked tinier, as if she’d gone from her normal size 6 down to a 4, or even a 2! Her waist hadn’t looked that small since high school! Now that she thought of it, the suit was squeezing her quite a bit, but certainly that didn’t explain her reduction in dress size. She assumed it was a trick of how the latex had been formed, or perhaps the cut of the maid’s dress. In a way, it was kind of exciting, like she was an entirely new person. She would be Gabe’s petite Robomaid for a night!

She slid her hands down the maid’s skirt to smooth it, causing a ‘squeak’. Latex on latex. In fact, every move of her arms caused a small squeak. That sound would follow her wherever she went! The realization that she could not get away from it caused more warmth in her crotch. Being in this costume lit a fire deep inside her!

Something else about the Robomaid suit was lighting April’s fire. When the zipper cover had snapped shut, the suit had tightened around her. The crotch had pulled close, causing a little, built-in nubbin to rest on the hood of her clit. Whenever she moved, she felt it massaging her sensitive spot. What the hell! This suit must have been designed by a man, to keep the occupant aroused! To her dismay, as her arousal increased, her clit couldn’t help but grow. In no time, it made contact with the nubbin. This caused further arousal, and more engorgement. It was a vicious cycle. This could really be a problem! She reached back to open the costume, to see if she couldn’t adjust the crotch. The slider wouldn’t budge. Oh well. She didn’t have much time. She would have to make do.

She looked at her reflection and lifted the short skirt of her dress. To her surprise, in her crotch she saw a camel toe, where the latex had formed to her outer lips. They looked a bit puffy: a sign of her arousal. That was embarrassing! She’d expected the crotch panel to be flat, yet there she was, on full display! As she touched her crotch with latex-covered fingers, she heard a telltale squeak. Her labia felt tingly, just like the lips in her mask. How nice! She probed a bit deeper, felt the latex turn slippery with moisture, and was amazed to feel the costume split apart. In the mirror, she caught a glimpse of inner pink flesh. She had expected the suit crotch to be closed. This certainly did open new possibilities! She giggled at her own pun. She wouldn’t have to rely on just her oral skills to please her man tonight. She could satisfy her own urges, too! As moist as she already was, she was looking forward to that!

There was still one other problem with the suit. When the crotch had pulled tight against her, the rear of the suit had settled against her rosebud, causing a small protrusion to slide in. Her virgin rear opening had been invaded! It had entered her easily enough, yet it was not a welcomed visitor. Even worse, once it had slipped past her sphincter, she had felt the tip of the thing widen inside her. To her surprise, she heard a little gas escape. Oops! She had pooted! If gas could escape back there, then other things could, too. This suit allowed her to poo? Amazing! She hadn’t needed the enemas, after all!

April smoothed her skirt back down. It barely covered her crotch and her butt. And yet, the costume came with no underwear. If she didn’t watch it, she would be flashing a view of her camel toe everywhere she went. Not that it was easy to see, being all black. She considered slipping on a thong, but she had nothing in latex. She knew that any other fabric would look wrong with the costume. She’d have to go ‘latex commando’, be careful with her movements, and trust that people wouldn’t look closely at her crotch. On a happier note, she would be very available for private trysts with Gabe, in one of the many bedrooms of the Fielding mansion!

She squeaked her way out the bedroom door and down the hallway. She took tiny steps. The tall heels would take some getting used to. Halfway down the stairway, her nubbin almost got the most of her. She had to stop for fear of having an orgasm. She would be so embarrassed if Gabe were to hear that! She bit her lower lip and tried to think of anything other than sex.

Several minutes later, April stepped demurely into Gabe’s living room, where he had patiently waited. When he turned to see her, she knew she had chosen her costume well. His jaw dropped nearly to the floor and he said, “Wow!” You look like a real Robomaid! You look … wonderful!”

April could see the lust in his eyes. In the week leading up to Halloween, she had looked online, to find out why men were so crazy for Robomaids. She had watched countless online videos of men fantasizing about what they would do if they could reprogram the artificial maids for sex.

Remembering those comments made her hot. Every man she saw tonight would be thinking those things when they looked at her. If only they knew how available she actually was! What power she had, between her legs! Given the massage her hot button had received during the short walk to the living room, April felt about to climax just thinking about it. Returning Gabe’s sex-drenched gaze, April blushed beneath her mask as she said, “How may I serve you, Master?”

Hearing April’s voice exit the pouty red lips was a dream come true for Gabe. This pushy young girl was finally offering to serve him. It was as if his girlfriend had really become a Robomaid!

She moved close, and stretched up for a kiss. Gabe responded and the tingle on her lips grew, until her whole face felt sensitive and flushed. She swooned. Wow! A kiss had never felt that way before! If being a Robomaid meant kisses like that, she’d happily play the maid any time her boyfriend wanted!

She hadn’t noticed how tightly she’d pushed against her man until she felt herself scissoring on his raised leg. As she rubbed harder, the tingle on her labia spread to cover her entire crotch. The nub on her clit urged her onward but she could tell it would not get her there. How frustrating! Usually, she was easily capable of climaxing with a little clitoral massage.

She felt the growing bulge in her man’s crotch, and Gabe smiled down at her with a cocky look. The new maid had done her research well. She knew what he wanted. In the videos, men had mostly talked of getting a Robomaid blowjob. Despite needing her own orgasm, she dropped to her knees. After all, the real goal of tonight was to hook Gabe, for good.

The porcelain face looking up at Gabe was perfect. Her pouting lips fit tightly around the head of his penis, while her large, emotionless eyes stared into his. It proved too much for him. He could not hold himself back. Suddenly, he spasmed and filled the maid’s mouth.

April thought ‘Damn! That was anticlimactic! And I’m no nearer to my own release!’ Yet, she dutifully swallowed her boyfriend’s load. Once the girl had cleaned her man with her tongue, then tucked him away, she smiled sweetly and asked if her ‘master’ had enjoyed his treat. Gabe, recovering after a rare early ejaculation, lifted her up from her knees and thanked her for the wonderful oral sex, with another kiss. She swooned once again, and Gabe had to hold her tightly in his arms, to keep her legs from collapsing. She thought, ‘Wow! This suit is really doing something to me! Another kiss like that, and I’ll pass out!’ It was almost enough to keep her from thinking about her own needs.

As Gabe wrapped his arm around April and headed toward the door, she began to reach for her purse, then realized that a real Robomaid wouldn’t carry one. Could she get by without it? Because of her costume, she wouldn’t need to worry about makeup or hair. Imagine that! Having a perfect face all the time and never having to worry about makeup! Being a Robomaid was going to be so easy! Her purse would stay home.

Chapter 2

Not much later, in the parking area behind the Fielding Mansion, Gabe prevailed on his latex clad girl for yet another taste of her oral skills. April’s Robomaid face hid her displeasure at having to service her man yet again. Her boyfriend’s needs were soon met, but once again April’s were not. To make matters worse, her clit received further attention as they walked to the mansion.

Soon thereafter, a very satisfied man and a very horny Robomaid entered the ballroom at the Fielding mansion. The Robomaid’s haze of arousal was temporarily forgotten as she watched all heads turn at their entrance. Many of the women she remembered from school days looked with surprise and wonder at the new girl on Gabe’s arm. April thrilled to see them turn to whisper to each other. In high school, she had always disliked that crowd, and their ‘holier than thou’ attitude toward the poorer families in town. Now was her chance, if only for one night, to be better than them!

Gabe had expected most men at the party would eye up his Robomaid date. He knew they would wonder how he had managed to buy one, and have it programmed for social duties. He also knew they would privately fantasize just how ‘social’ the maid’s duties could be. As always, he would remain silent about such personal details, and let them think what they might.

After some perfunctory introductions, April began to mingle. She looked forward to chatting with the women who had been whispering about her. Especially the ‘queen bee’ of the social hierarchy, Brittney. She came from the town’s wealthiest family, and proudly let everybody know it. Brittney was wearing a sexy ‘Bo Peep’ costume, which she wore well. But it was no competition for a realistic Robomaid! As April neared Brittney’s group, she heard their conversation die down.

April took advantage of their silence to strike first. “Well hello, Brittney! Aren’t you fetching, in your little Bo Peep outfit. That shepherd's crook could be useful. You might finally catch yourself a man with it!” Brittney was well-known for her long line of ex-boyfriends, one of which had been Gabe. April couldn’t help but work in a dig about it. As always, Brittney parried with a well-prepared retort. “Thank you, April! I hardly recognized you, hiding in your Robomaid suit. I see you’ve come to work the party, with the rest of the staff!”

April had no idea what she meant, until she turned to where Brittney was looking and saw a line of real Robomaids, standing near the refreshment tables. The Fielding family must have recently purchased an entire staff of Robomaids, to work their mansion! Oh, no! She looked just like another member of the staff!

April was crestfallen. Now, instead of being a unique, sexy guest, she looked just like all the other maids working the party. She held back her tears, and walked away from Brittney and her crowd, looking for Gabe. When she finally found him, she hugged him close, and fought to keep from crying on his sleeve. She explained what had happened, and asked that they leave.

Gabe was accustomed to April’s emotional outbursts. He knew what to do. He took her in his arms and held her close, then led her to a quiet corner of the ballroom, where he could comfort her in private. While she sat in his lap, overcoming her embarrassment, he gave her encouragement. He had enjoyed having her as a girlfriend, but he was sometimes tired of her histrionics. As usual, a little bit of ego building went a long way to restoring her mood. He reminded her that he was still the envy of every man at the party. To prove his point, she simply had to look around, to see all the men surreptitiously eying her.

Oh, Gabe! He always knew the right thing to say. April’s heart leapt at his praise. As her tears faded and her smile returned, she still complained that they should probably go because nobody could tell her from the real Robomaids. Gabe’s face brightened, as if remembering something he’d been looking forward to. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a small box, and gave it to April.

“Here, sweetie! I forgot your Halloween present. You had me so entranced by your costume, I didn’t remember to give this to you earlier.”

His girlfriend cooed, “Ooooh, a new necklace! Thank you!” She found a mirror and admired the gold chain and small, star–shaped pendant, holding it against her chest. Gabe fastened the clasp behind her neck, and said, “There! Now everyone will know you are my personal Robomaid.”

Gabe’s words appeased April. She hung on his arm for a while as they circulated amongst the guests. Once she felt confident again, she ventured out on her own, to look for friends. She was quite pleased when she saw Sarah, a close friend from high school. But as April approached her friend, Sarah reached out to hand her an empty champagne glass. April just crossed her arms and looked impassively at her friend. Sarah began to get angry, but April broke out laughing and said, “That look on your face, it was priceless!”

Recognizing her friend’s voice, and her toothy smile, Sarah gasped, “April, is that really you in there? What a great costume!” The two friends hugged, and walked off to talk about old times.

Unfortunately for April, her refusal to take a champagne glass had been noticed by others. Unbeknownst to her, the Robomaid management system had been tracking her since she’d entered the party. The artificial intelligence had checked for her maid designation, and found none. Neither had she responded with any acknowledgment to the house Wi-fi system. As she had wandered the party, the A.I. system followed her, gathering a record of her actions. Refusing the champagne glass had been the last straw. It was time for this rogue Robomaid to be serviced. A message went out to the staff manager that an intervention was needed.

Soon after, a man in a suit came quietly from behind and grabbed April’s arm gently. He said, “This way, please!” April barely had time to gasp and ask “What?”, before being led away from her surprised friend. April looked over her shoulder for help, but the alarm in her eyes did not show through the Robomaid face. Sarah smiled back at her, assuming this was part of an orchestrated show related to April’s costume. After all, her old friend was always trying to gain attention.

April was quickly led through a nondescript door into a dark room, lined with video screens. At the end of a long table, a pair of men sat at computer keyboards, intent on the screens in front of them. April’s guide led her to them and stood silent. One of the men looked up and asked, “Is this the troublesome one?”

Chapter 3

The man in the suit said, “Yes, sir.” April was about to ask what this was about, when one of the technicians stood up and waved an electronic wand up and down her body. He turned to his partner and said, “Strange. No I.D. chip. No designation. How did this one slip by Q.A. at the factory?”

The man turned to April and asked, “Robomaid, what is your designation?” April was beginning to get perturbed with these men. She was a guest, after all, not a Robomaid! The man took her silence as a non-answer, and said, “No response. This unit is definitely defective.” April was taken aback by that statement. She certainly was NOT defective! She began to give the man a piece of her mind, but before she could speak, he gruffly turned her around and she felt a click at the back of her neck. Something had been plugged into the suit. She suddenly felt numb.

She tried to move away from the man, but nothing would budge. Not even a finger! She tried to speak out, to complain, but she could not make a sound. Not even the smallest peep. She suddenly found herself powerless to do or say anything to these men!

What the hell was going on? Why had they done this to her? What had they done to her? The technician who had turned her into a statue faced the man in the suit and said, “We’ll take it from here. Thanks for your help.”

April was left facing the two men. By then, her eyes had accustomed to the darkness of the room, and she could now see the Robomaid logo on their shirts. She thought, ‘Just great! A couple of idiot technicians who think I’m an actual Robomaid. Won’t they be surprised when they find me inside this suit!’

April was about to discover that the technicians had no need to look inside her suit. They had much more sophisticated tools to analyze their Robomaids. The man standing next to her held up a gadget, which was connected by a wire to the hidden plug in her suit. “I’m not finding any O.S. here. I suspect some illegal programming. Hand me that jack. Let’s connect her to the system, so we can find out what’s going on in that cyber brain of hers.”

April thought, ‘Good! Once these guys try connecting me to a computer, they’ll realize their mistake!’

Unfortunately, the young woman soon saw her hopes dashed. In a few minutes, the proper connections had been made. April actually felt a whisper in her mind, while her brain was being analyzed. She thought, ‘That’s not possible!’, but could not say a thing.

The technician sitting at the console said, “That’s strange. It almost looks like the system is having trouble reading her cyber brain.” After a few more seconds, he said, “Here she comes. Oh wow, look at this, Louie! No wonder we had trouble reading her. The entire Robomaid operating system has been dumped, and replaced with an artificial personality named April. You ever seen anything like that?”

“Can’t say I have, Ralph. Anything interesting in there? Any kinks, or sexual programming?”

The technician named Ralph scrolled through the long list on his monitor. “I’ll say! Look at all that sexual history. And she’s one hot babe! Her arousal is through the roof!”

April was quite shocked that this computer could see inside her brain. These jerks! Leave it to a couple of nerd techies to focus on her arousal. Anyway, that wasn’t her fault. The little nubbin in her suit had edged her all night!

Ralph spoke up. “Yeah, looks like somebody downloaded an illicit sexbot into one of our Robomaids. I’ve read about it, but never something so sophisticated. This April bot is operating entirely on her own, without a defined operating system. Amazing! I say we back her up, then decide how to deal with her.”

April didn’t like the sound of that. She could not interact with these men, yet they intended to mess with her brain. She had to stop this, but had no way to do so. To her consternation, Ralph pushed a button on his keyboard, and April felt a very odd sensation. It was as if all of her knowledge was being sifted through, and shuffled about. After a few minutes, the feeling ended. Her mind felt clean.

Ralph said, “There. I copied all her files onto the system. I defragmented her while I was at it. Freed up a good bit of space in that cluttered cyber brain!”

April didn’t appreciate them calling her brain ‘cluttered’. She had to admit her mind felt clearer than it had in years, but she’d been fine without their help. She’d always been able to find every memory where she had left it! Well, at least most memories.

Louie sat down at his terminal and said, “Now, let’s see what’s going on in there.” He began rapidly typing on his keyboard while looking intently at his screen. After a few minutes, he said, “Yep! No sign of her Robomaid operating system anywhere. Somebody must have accidentally wiped it when they installed the April bot. Obviously for illicit sex games.”

Again, April took offense. These men seemed to think her main reason for living was sex games!

Louie added, “That’s quite Illegal. If we were to report her owner, he could be in big trouble!”

Ralph said, “That wouldn’t be wise. Folks at this party are well connected. Especially this unit’s owner. The A.I. identified him as Gabriel Fellows. His family are big stockholders in RoboCorp. That must be how he was able to obtain this unit, outside of regular channels. I say we let it go. We have her cyber brain downloaded. Let’s see if we can’t reverse engineer the April bot, and see what makes her tick. We might discover something important. It could mean big promotions for us both! In the meantime, I suggest we get this unit back to her owner, before he starts looking for her.”

All this talk about having April’s brain downloaded and picked apart had given her the creeps. She thought, ‘Finally! They’re going to let me go, so I can find Gabe and get out of here!’

Unfortunately, April was not in the clear just yet. Louie said, “But Ralph, we can’t release this unit without a proper operating system. She’ll just continue to act erratically, and flag the A.I. system again. We wouldn’t want that getting back to Mr. Fielding. That could mean a demotion, if not our jobs. I say we wipe her, then do a proper reinstall.” April gasped internally at that suggestion. Being ‘wiped’ did not sound good!

Ralph gave this some thought before replying, “I can see your point. But we shouldn’t return this maid to her owner without the April bot personality. Mr. Fellows would be a very disappointed man later tonight, without his sexpot Robomaid to warm his bed!” For once, April was in agreement with the technicians.

Louie said, “Good point.” He considered the situation, then offered, “How about we partition her cyber brain, leave the April bot as a secondary system, and reinstall the Robomaid OS as the default? That way, she would still function normally in public, but Mr. Fellows could activate the April bot system for ‘private duties’. That would satisfy both worlds.”

Ralph brightened at that suggestion. “Great idea! I can take care of the partition, while you set up the OS download. With any luck, we’ll be done in about … twenty minutes!”

This did not sound good to April, not at all! She did not want her brain partitioned, whatever that meant, and she did not want a new operating system! But, she had no say in the matter. The two men began clicking away at their keyboards.

April noticed nothing for several minutes. She was beginning to hope the work of the technicians would not affect her. Until, quite suddenly, she realized she had been placed behind an invisible wall in her own head. She could see and hear. She could feel the latex gripping her entire body. Especially her clit. But she knew she had no control over anything. She was very frightened, but could not show it on her face.

Ralph said, “OK. I have her partitioned. Your turn.”

April heard more clicks from Louie’s keyboard. Soon she felt new information flooding into her mind. She had no idea how long she sat in her invisible prison, watching the data flow in. What was all this stuff? It looked like unopened boxes to her. She didn’t understand how this would help anything until Louie punched a key and said, “And … activate!”

It was as if all that information blossomed to fill her brain. Suddenly, an alternate version of her brain was in charge. That version knew herself as a Robomaid, assigned to Gabriel Fellows. Her main directive was to follow his commands. She was authorized for domestic duties only.

Behind her invisible wall, April looked up to see a tall Robomaid looking in at her. Its arms were crossed, and its face held a smug look. April screamed silently in fear. Who the hell was that? Why was she in April’s brain? And why did she look so menacing?

To make matters worse, April’s arousal had not been curbed during her interchange with Ralph and Louie. If anything, she needed a climax even more. The Robomaid in her brain seemed to know that, and smirked down at her. That bitch! April jumped up and pounded her fists against the invisible wall, but it did not give. The tall Robomaid just laughed at her and walked away.

April grew angry. This was her brain, dammit! How could she not be in charge? Why was she only a passenger now? She would apparently have to wait for answers until Gabe activated her program. Oooooh! Just wait until she got hold of these idiot technicians! She’d let these geeks know how stupid they were!

Louie clicked a few more times on his keyboard, then said, “She should be good to go!”

Ralph turned to April and said, “Designation check.”

April felt her mouth open and heard her voice say, “This Robomaid unit lacks a designation.” The technician said, “Of course! It’s a new system. Mr. Fellows will have to do a full set up. But what about that voice? She still sounds like April bot. Shouldn’t we change it to the default?”

Louie said, “I wouldn’t worry about it. Owners customize their Robomaid voices all the time. It’s part of the core programming. I’ve heard that some even give them an accent, or have them speak a foreign language. We’ll leave the April bot voice as the default. Mr. Fellows can change it later, if he desires.”

“Good enough. Let’s get him in here, so we can update him on what we’ve done.”

It was a wide-eyed Gabriel who entered the dark room to find his Robomaid girlfriend standing at attention in front of the two technicians. He couldn’t help but be impressed with her posture. Gone was April’s semi-slouch. Likewise, her legs were straight as an arrow. Gabe liked what he saw. Maybe acting like a Robomaid would bring some welcome changes to his girlfriend!

Inside her brain, April nearly collapsed with delight when she saw her boyfriend. Finally, Gabe was here to save her! He would sort this out.

Gabriel looked at his girl, standing uncomprehending and silent. She didn’t even say hello. Had something gone wrong with her? His face must have shown alarm.

Ralph sought to calm his concerns. “Nothing to worry about sir. My name’s Ralph, and this is Louie. We’re technicians for Robocorp. Your maid unit was flagged by our system, for acting erratically at the party. We had to make some adjustments, so we wanted to fill you in, before you noted any ‘oddities’ in her behavior.”

Gabe gulped and said, “Adjustments? Oddities?” He had no idea what they were talking about. However, in case he and April had done something wrong, he decided to act like he did. Once they’d gotten away from these men, they could discuss what had happened. He waited for the technicians to elucidate.

“Yes sir. Your maid was neglecting her duties and getting chummy with your fellow party goers. We at Robomaid frown on that kind of familiarity. It’s unseemly behavior, for a servant.”

Gabe said, “Servant?”

Ralph said, “Well yes, sir. Even when you bring your Robomaid to a party, she should still be expected to fulfill her core duty, that of domestic service. We couldn’t have her acting as if she was just another guest, could we?”

Gabe didn’t know where this was headed, so he continued to play along. He replied, “No, I guess we couldn’t.” April sat inside her glass prison, wondering what in the hell was wrong with Gabe. Why hadn’t he told these men who she was?

Louie chimed in and said, “We found the … um … alternate personality in your unit. The April bot. We’re not judging you, sir. Others have added personalities to their Robomaid units, to make them provide … alternative service. In your case, the person who download the April bot also deleted your maid’s core programming. We have corrected that issue.”

Gabe was still playing defense, but this was beginning to sound worrisome. He asked, with a bit of a tremor in his voice, “Downloaded? Corrected?”

Ralph thought Gabe was concerned about getting into trouble, so he sought to settle the young man’s mind. “Not to worry, sir. We’re not going to report you. We just wanted to tell you to be careful about allowing an alternate personality to be in charge of your unit. Others might get suspicious. If somebody were to report you, the Feds would have to get involved.”

Gabe’s eyes got big. The FBI? What had April done? He had certainly seen her do some silly things. He had to wonder where she had gotten her Robomaid suit. Had she done something illegal? His family certainly couldn’t afford any trouble with the government! He gulped and asked, “The Feds?”

Louie said, “Yes, sir. They frown heavily on folks toying with cyber brains. You’d not want to have them down on your back. But, there’s nothing to worry about. Like Ralph said, we won’t say anything.”

That sounded good. Still, Gabe had no idea why they were talking about this. The Robomaid in question was just April in a costume. These technicians must not be very sharp. Again, he decided to play along, until he and April could get out of there.

“Ralph said, don’t worry about your Robomaid, sir. You haven’t lost the April bot personality. We’ve left her intact. We just designated her as the secondary system. Your maid’s default personality will be the standard Robomaid operating system. That’ll be safer, for all concerned.”

Gabe asked, “April is the secondary personality?”

“Yes, sir. The standard Robomaid OS will normally be in charge. To give your April bot control, simply use the command, ‘April, activate.’ Once you do that, the default system will remain in the background until you use the command, ‘April, deactivate’. Your main Robomaid system will require a full set up, but you can do that later. For now, we need you to designate a name for her. Did you have a preferred name? We suggest something other than ‘April’, to avoid confusion.”

Gabe didn’t understand why these men seemed so serious about this. April wasn’t really a Robomaid. But if they wanted him to give her a new name, he’d play along, and have a little fun with it. He looked at his girlfriend, indistinguishable from a sexualized French maid. The name ‘Fifi’ jumped into his brain. That seemed appropriate. He said, “We’ll call her Fifi!”

In her brain, April exploded with rage. Fifi! Fifi? That idiot bastard of a boyfriend! What the hell was he thinking? She’d give him a piece of her mind!

Louie said, “Fifi it is!” He typed in a few commands, waited a few seconds, then said, “Done. Your unit’s main personality is now designated as ‘Fifi’. I have included her in our corporate database, and I’ve activated your personal account with RoboCorp. Congratulations, Mr. Fellows! As an owner of a Robomaid unit, you’ve joined an elite club.”

Gabe would have been proud to be in the elite club of Robomaid owners, if he actually owned one. But he didn’t! And now, he had an account with RoboCorp? That could only make things worse. These men kept dragging him deeper into trouble!

Just as Gabe was considering telling these men the truth, Ralph said, “She’s all yours again, sir. Simply say ‘Fifi, activate’, to bring your unit back online. She will imprint on your voice, and only respond to your verbal commands after that.

Gabe decided to play along. He nervously said, “Fifi, activate?”

To April’s dismay, she jumped to life, turned to face Gabe and curtseyed to him gracefully. She said, “Greetings, master! How may I serve you?” Gabe was taken aback. It was April’s voice, but her movements were crisp and measured. Her demeanor was graceful and subservient. He had to admit, he enjoyed having April ask to serve him, and the curtsey was a good touch. He assumed she was putting on a good act, to fool these technicians. Gabe decided to play along, and have some fun with it, too. He said, “Fifi kneel.”

“Yes, Master!” April knelt gracefully in front of Gabe and bowed her head subserviently. Gabe was impressed. He could get used to ordering April around! But, he knew he was pressing his luck with her. In fact, inside her brain, April was fuming. She had curtseyed to her boyfriend. And he had made her kneel? How dare Gabe make her do this? In front of these RoboCorp idiots, no less. Her boyfriend would pay for this!

Ralph said, “Fifi will now follow your commands. She should also be receiving direction from the house Wi-fi system, regarding her duties in case you don’t need her. She will only respond to them, if you tell her to.” April could actually feel and see the Wi-fi communicating with the Fifi portion of her brain. Fifi had been directed to work the party, distributing horse d’ oeuvres. Oh God, anything but that! If she had to act like a maid, circulating among the guests, she was bound to run into people she knew. They’d see her working like one of the servants!

Gabe thought April was still pretending to be a Robomaid, to not get in trouble. To get her safely away from the technicians, he said, “Fifi, I still have a few questions for these men. Follow the house directives until I say otherwise.”

Fifi arose and curtseyed. “Yes, Master!” But before she could leave, Louie said, “Not yet, sir. We have one more problem.”

Worried that they’d finally been caught, Gabe said, “Fifi, stop.” To her dismay, April dutifully stood at attention.

Louie looked a bit embarrassed as he said, “Mr. Fellows, your Robomaid has no I.D. chip. We have no idea how that could have occurred, given our stringent quality control at the factory. You simply cannot have Fifi wandering about without a chip. She must have it, so she can be identified by the Wi-fi systems she’ll be interacting with. We also use it to track her, in case of theft. It’s really quite necessary. Fortunately, we have a chipper tool with us. If you will authorize it, we will install Fifi’s I.D. chip.”

Gabe had no idea what was involved with this, but it sounded like the last thing they had to do, to get away from these men. His ruse had already gone this far. He decided to let it play out. He gave his approval.

April could not believe this. Gabe was actually letting them chip her, as if she were a dog? She was beginning to wonder whether he was boyfriend material. She would discuss this with him, as soon as they could get away from these two men, and she could escape this suit. But in the meantime, April still had no say in the matter. Gabe commanded Fifi to bend over at the waist, and she did so.

Ralph put a device, that looked like an injector gun, up to April’s latex-covered rear. When he pulled the trigger, Fifi didn’t move, but April mentally recoiled in pain. ‘Ouch! That hurt! You bastard!’

When Gabe winced at the sound of the injector, Ralph said, “Not to worry, sir. It doesn’t hurt the android. See? Fifi didn’t move a muscle!”

Ralph was very wrong. April was screaming, but only she could hear herself. She now had an I.D. chip! She felt control of her life slipping away. Her screams turned to sobs.

Gabe slid his hand over April’s rear. In fact, he felt no bump where the injector had been. There wasn’t even a hole in the latex. Seeing his wonder, Ralph said, “It’s the synthetic skin, sir. Heals instantly. Will not cut, will not tear. Really amazing stuff!”

Louie looked on proudly and said, “Your Robomaid is good to go, sir. She’ll be recognized as Fifi by every Wi-fi system she enters. Wherever a Wi-fi has been configured to take charge of your Robomaid, Fifi will respond.”

Gabe looked doubtful, but he ordered April to stand back up and resume her duties. Graceful as a Robomaid could be, she curtseyed, said, “Yes, master!”, and glided away in the tall heels. April had never moved so well in stilettos.

Once April had left, Ralph said, “Very good, sir. Now, let me show you our new Robomaid controller. You’ll find some useful functions … “

While Gabe was being filled in on all the new commands and functions for his Robomaid, and while he cautiously pumped Louie and Ralph for information, April was living a nightmare. When she’d first put on the maid suit, she’d thought it fun to play Gabe’s sexy Robomaid. Now, with Fifi in control, she had to actually be a Robomaid, and act like a servant to everybody at the party. April was not having fun anymore!

Meanwhile, Fifi had responded perfectly to the house Wi-fi and now made her way amongst the guests, carrying a tray of snacks. April wanted to jump every time a passing hand caressed her rear, but Fifi seemed to take it all in stride. As luck would have it, the first group she approached was Brittney and her crowd. Fifi offered the tray to Brittney, who eyed the snacks critically, before noticing the necklace on the Robomaid. She said, “Didn’t I see Gabe put that necklace on April?” She gasped and said, “Oh, my! Is April working the party, like the Robomaid servant she’s meant to be?”

Fifi curtseyed, then responded, “No, Mistress. April is now designated as my secondary program. I am now the primary program for this Robomaid unit. Master Gabriel has designated me as Fifi.” Inside the Robomaid’s brain, April groaned. This could be bad!

Brittney was elated at this turn of events. If April wanted to play a maid named Fifi, Brittney was more than willing to go along. She decided to push her, to see how far she would go in front of all the guests! She asked, “So … your name is now Fifi?”

“Yes, Mistress!”

Brittney couldn’t hide her enthusiasm. “Oh, how wonderful! Fifi, what is your current duty?”

“I am currently under house control, mistress. I am to serve all guests, as if they were my own master.” While Fifi bobbed a curtsey, April cringed inside her invisible prison. She knew Brittney well. She didn’t like where this was going, at all.

Brittney looked around at her cohorts, who watched expectantly. Her smile turned cruel as she said, “Very good, Fifi. Worship my feet. Lick my boots!”

To Brittney’s utter surprise, Fifi said, “Yes, Mistress!” April silently gasped while Fifi carefully placed her tray on a nearby table, returned and knelt at Brittney’s feet. She lowered her head and began to carefully lick every square inch of the designated boots.

Inside her brain, April was dying. She was licking that bitch Brittney’s boots! And the stupid Robomaid Fifi was going along with it! April could feel everything. She could taste the bitter leather of the boots. She could feel a cool breeze in her crotch, which was partially visible between her raised ass cheeks. One of Brittney’s friends circled April and said, “My, what have we here? That skirt really is very short, isn’t it Fifi?”

The Robomaid raised her head. She said, “Yes, Mistress!”, before returning to duty at Brittney’s feet. To April’s dismay, she heard another woman say, “Do I see what I think I see? Fifi, you have quite the latex cameltoe.” She bent down, looked closer and exclaimed, “Oh my God! I see moisture! April’s getting off on this! She’s a little subbie slut!”

A very self-satisfied Brittney looked down and asked, “Fifi, does licking my boots arouse you?”

Fifi dutifully raised herself and answered, “Oh no, mistress. This does nothing for me sexually. However, it arouses April very much. She is definitely a beta personality who loves to be dominated.” Fifi returned to licking the boots while April screamed inside her brain. What was wrong with this stupid Robomaid operating system? That was an outright lie! Computer programs didn’t lie! In her mind, April saw a very self-satisfied Fifi looking at her through the invisible wall. That explained it. Fifi was more than just a program. She was a vindictive bitch, out to ruin April!

Unfortunately, one of Brittney’s friends started to chant “April is a subbie slut! April is a subbie slut!” It caught on with the whole group, and soon the new Robomaid was encircled by women chanting at her. Not long after, when the chant changed to “Lick her boots! Lick her boots!”, the rest of the crowd in the ballroom began to take interest.

April heard phone cameras taking pictures and videos, from all angles. Her latex-covered vagina was being recorded! She heard Brittney say, “These should play well on Instagram. April the subbie Robomaid, licking my boots while showing off her twat!” Brittney and all her friends laughed, while Fifi continued to dutifully lick and April swooned with embarrassment.

Not long after, when Fifi had nearly finished cleaning Brittney’s boots, April felt a strong shock on her clit. Her cry of ‘Ouch!’ remained silent. Fifi responded. She stood back up, curtseyed to Brittney and said, “Thank you for allowing me to lick your boots, mistress. I have been called by Master Gabriel.”

April heard people laugh at her use of ‘Master Gabriel’, but was relieved to be taken away from Brittney and her friends. The way Fifi had thanked the bitch really rankled her. Laughter and murmurs followed as she made her way through the crowd. How could she fix this? They’d heard her voice, so she could hardly deny it had been her licking Brittney’s boots. Even if she tried to later say it was a prank, social media wouldn’t care. Her humiliation would follow her everywhere. Her friends would peg her as a submissive slut. They would be embarrassed to be seen with her. They’d be calling her ‘Fifi’ and laughing behind her back. Instead of cementing her place in this town’s social hierarchy, tonight had permanently ruined the social standing she’d worked years to build!

While April scrambled to think of a way to repair the damage, Fifi made her way through the crowd to Gabe. She curtseyed and said, “Yes, Master? You called?”

Gabe looked down at his Robomaid with renewed interest. The time he’d had with the RoboCorp techs had been very informative. They really thought that April was a Robomaid, and the more they talked, the more he believed them. Gabe had no idea where April had gotten her costume, but it might actually be a real Robomaid suit. Summoning her had been a test, and it had proven that she was under his control. He needed to discuss this with her in private. He said, “Fifi, follow me, five paces back.”

“Yes, master!”

Chapter 4

They made their way up to the third floor, where bedrooms were available for guests wanting ‘private time’. Gabe found an unlocked door, and held it open for April. The boyfriend followed her into the spacious room, laid down on the bed and patted the spot next to him. Fifi responded, sitting primly. Finally, Gabe said, “April, activate.”

The change in the Robomaid was instantaneous. As April gained control, her straight-backed posture immediately slumped. She turned on her boyfriend and yelled, “You … you … you Idiot! You actually let them chip me like a dog! Now, even after I get out of this suit, everywhere I go I’ll be identified as Fifi the Robomaid. How the hell do I stop that? You need to get this chip out of me, immediately!”

Gabe didn’t appreciate April’s ultimatum. After all, she was the one who had entangled herself with the Robomaid technicians. Why hadn’t she just told them who she was? He had to wonder whether April had submitted to the technicians on purpose, because being a Robomaid was something she secretly wanted.

Gabe responded testily, “April, I’m afraid that chip may be the least of your problems. Where did you get that costume you’re wearing?”

The latex encased maid was taken aback by his tone. She answered defensively, “At a costume shop. The owner said it, like, came unexpected in a shipment, and she didn’t want it. She just like, gave it to me.”

“She just gave it to you? That seems strange. Didn’t that set off any alarms in your head?”

April answered, “Well, no. I like, needed the perfect Halloween costume, and this one like, just fell in my lap.”

Gabe sighed. April could be so focused at times, on the wrong things. He asked her, “How about the suit? Did it come in any packaging?”

April could tell Gabe was miffed. She tried to return his discomfited look, but her Robomaid eyes remained impassive. She said, “Of course it like, came in a package! It was in a box, with a RoboCorp thingie on it.”

Gabe sighed again and said, “That could prove difficult. How about when you put the suit on. Was it hard to get into? Did you find anything that seemed to act like a seal?”

April turned her memory to earlier in the evening. “Well … the suit went on like, soooo easily. Just slipped right onto me. There was like, a zipper, then something over the zipper, to like, hide it. I slid that thingie up. It snapped into place, when it reached my neck.”

Gabe said, “Hmmm. Mind if I examine your back?” The Robomaid turned away from her boyfriend. As he ran his hands across her suit, she let out a contented sigh at the tingling she felt. Gabe tugged on the seal that ran up the middle of her back, and felt no give. He gently moved her hair to one side, causing April to lightly moan, and slid his hand up to her neck. He felt around, trying to find an edge he could pull apart, but had no luck. The end of the seal appeared solid. After several more minutes of fumbling for an opening, he shook his head sadly and gave up.

“April, was there anything else unusual about the suit, when you put it on?”

The reluctant Robomaid immediately said, “Oh, YES!” She felt she ought to tell him about her massaged clitoris, but balked about going into that much intimate detail. Instead, she said, “When that panel closed, the suit like, tightened up against me, in certain … ways. Now it does … something for me. I’m being driven mad with lust.”

Gabe was not surprised to hear that. All evening, his girlfriend had rubbed against him, as if aroused by his touch. In fact, she had barely shown him her costume before she was humping his leg with abandon. Obviously, playing a Robomaid appealed to her submissive side, and she really liked it. This was a side of April he’d never seen before, and it surprised him. He’d always thought her to be very much an Alpha personality.

Gabe tried to put aside his male thoughts, despite being in a bedroom with a horny Robomaid. He had to clear his throat before saying, “Anything else unusual when you put on the suit?”

April was embarrassed about the butt plug in her ass, but she felt Gabe should know about it. She blushed behind her mask and said, “Well … yes. There was a thingie that like, poked up into my rear. I felt it like, go inside of me and open up. I think it allows me to go number two without like, taking off the suit. For that matter, the front is like, open too, so I can go to the bathroom from there.”

Gabe was surprised at April’s candor about her intimate places. She had always seemed so demure when discussing ‘private’ things. He said, “Interesting! So, the suit is built to allow long-term use. Is it comfortable?”

April wiggled herself a little, as if to check the fit. “Yes, it is! It’s not like latex at all. Whatever is like, inside of this suit is like, smooth and cool. It’s awfully tight, but I kinda like that.” She wrapped her arms around herself and squeezed, eliciting a series of squeaks.

Everything April said had confirmed Gabe’s suspicions. He said, “Well, this explains why those technicians thought you were a real Robomaid. You seem to have found an actual Robomaid suit and sealed yourself inside it. I’m afraid the process of getting you out could be … challenging.”

April didn’t like the sound of that. “What do you like, mean by that?”

“I spoke with those men about several things, after you left us. When I asked about opening the suit, to check on the maid inside, they emphatically said it was impossible. RoboCorp is very protective of their android technology. Those suits are sealed around their androids during manufacturing and can only be unsealed at the factory. I’m afraid you are now sealed inside a Robomaid suit. As far as RoboCorp knows, you are just another android in one of their suits. An android named Fifi, who is now registered within their company system. You cannot get out without going to their factory.”

April met this news with disbelief. She leapt off the bed and looked in a mirror. “You have got to be kidding me!” Hearing her voice coming from the perfect Robomaid face, a face she seemed to be stuck with, caused her to growl in frustration.

“Grrrr!” It sounded incongruous, coming from her pretty little pout. She saw the silky black hair and the pale complexion. She didn’t want to look like that! She had blonde hair and a tan! She had a winning smile, not a pretty pout. Even her eye color looked different, through the lenses of the Robomaid. She put her hands to her chest. Where had her boobs gone? The only thing left were her aroused nipples, poking diamond-hard through the latex. In fact, her entire upper body looked tiny. She looked barely more than a kid!

April groaned in despair. There was nothing in the reflection to remind her of herself. She pulled on the silly little black and pink maid dress, but it only stretched in her hands. She put her hands to her face, to try and pull it off, but her fingers just slipped off. She didn’t want to be seen as a Robomaid anymore. Especially after her performance down in the ballroom! She yelled, “Get me out of this! I can’t be like, seen inside this thing anymore. You have no idea what I did down at the party, with Fifi in charge. I actually licked Brittney’s boots! In front of like, EVERYBODY! You have to get me out of this, so I can like, get out from under Fifi’s control.”

Gabe had originally doubted what the technicians had said about April’s brain being split, to allow their Fifi programming to be in charge, but now he was beginning to believe it. He asked, “So, you really think there is somebody else inside your brain, telling you what to do?”

“Oh, definitely! And she is not nice! Those technicians stuck me behind an invisible wall, and I can’t control my own body unless you like, activate me. Otherwise, Fifi is in charge of everything I do. Oh, Gabe, it feels so scary!”

That sounded pretty much like Ralph and Louie had described. Gabe felt bad delivering a second piece of bad news to April, but he felt it was only fair that she know. He said, “Well, about that. I’m afraid that by allowing yourself to be connected to the Robomaid computer system, your brain was reformatted. Apparently you now have a RoboCorp Cyber Brain.”

April erupted. “I did not like, LET those apes do anything to my brain. They connected me without asking. Whatever they did was like, illegal. I will SUE those bastards!”

Gabe tried to hide his displeasure at April. She always flew off the hat like this. He kept his voice calm as he said, “We might get to that later. But in the meantime, you have a big problem. The technicians told me that the androids used in their Robomaids are actually cloned humans. For each new clone, RoboCorp uses their patented formatting system to create what they call a Cyber Brain, able to receive their programming and respond to it. I suspect their system works on regular humans as well. If so, you have been formatted, and now have a Cyber Brain. That would explain why you can be controlled by the default Robomaid OS.”

April did not want that! She yelled, “Well, I didn’t like, ASK for a Cyber Brain. Get it OUT of me!”

Gabe spoke with a measured tone, to help lower April’s anger. “I’m sorry, dear, I don’t even know if that’s possible. We’ll have to discuss it with RoboCorp, but I suspect you will have to go to their factory, so they can examine your brain and suggest some options.”

April bristled at Gabe’s suggestion. “I am NOT going back to RoboCorp, to have my brain fixed! They’re the ones that screwed it up. Why would I trust them to fix it?”

“Because the alternative could be far worse. There may be hackers able to remove your Fifi operating system, but they might delete your April bot files as well. If that happened, you would cease to exist! At least RoboCorp has your April bot backup files, stored on my account. If they were to accidentally wipe your brain, they would be able to restore your April persona. The bottom line is, you have to go to RoboCorp, if you want to be rid of Fifi.”

April looked quite dissatisfied with that. Finally, she said, “Alright. So let’s go back to those technicians, Ralph and Louie. They should be able to fix me, at least enough to get rid of Fifi.”

“That’s not a good idea, April. Those men formatted your brain by mistake. They could get in big trouble for doing that to a human. For all we know, they’d try to cover up their mistake by calling in a RoboCorp van to have you hauled away, never to be seen again. Look in the mirror. Without that necklace, you are indistinguishable from all other Robomaids. If I lost track of you, there is no guarantee RoboCorp would ever free you from that suit. They could just wipe your brain, do a fresh reinstall of their OS, and sell you to another customer. How would you like that, living the rest of your life as an anonymous Robomaid, cleaning somebody else’s house?”

April shuddered involuntarily at that prospect. As much as she hated to admit it, Gabe was making sense. She did NOT want to be a Robomaid for the rest of her life. But, she also did not want to remain in the suit for even a single minute longer than necessary. Following Gabe’s logic, she’d have to stay like this, until she could get to a RoboCorp factory. That realization was almost too much to bear.

April looked as despondent as her pouting face would allow. “You mean, I’m like, stuck with Fifi? She is a mean, vindictive bitch! You have no idea what it’s like, having a like, mean person inside your own head. Even now, I can see her in my brain, waiting impatiently to be like, in charge again. She is angry at me, for like, taking her away from the stuff the house Wi-fi keeps telling her to do. She looks down at me, for being like, weak and stupid, and for being soooo horny all the time.”

April hadn’t intended to say that last bit. She also hadn’t noticed that one of her hands had worked its way down to her crotch and was helping the nub pleasure her clit. She let out a soft moan, then her eyes focused on the mirror again. Too late, she realized what she was doing, right in front of her boyfriend. Embarrassed, she drew her hand away.

For Gabe’s part, April’s self-fondling had not surprised him. She was obviously heavily turned on by being stuck as a Robomaid. Now, he suspected she had sealed herself in the suit on purpose, and secretly enjoyed being trapped. If so, he had the tools to help her newly surfaced subbie personality really enjoy her time as a Robomaid.

April’s mind was focused on Fifi, who was tapping her toe with impatience. April had to get that Robomaid out of her head! She said, “Alright, if we have to like, go to the Robomaid factory, then let’s do it right now! I don’t care if it’s still like, Halloween. I need to end this nightmare. Like NOW!”

Gabe stood up and approached April, wanting to calm her. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked into her dispassionate Robomaid eyes. “I understand, sweetie. Trust me, we’ll do that. But it won’t be right now. First of all, it’s a Friday night, so nothing would be open until Monday morning, anyway.”

April considered an entire weekend of seeing Fifi in her head while being edged by this cursed suit. That seemed like an eternity, but she thought she could survive it, as long as Gabe was with her. However, Gabe hadn’t finished telling her the bad news.

“The bigger issue is getting to the RoboCorp factory. The nearest one is in Asia.”

April took this news badly. “Seriously? You mean I have to like, travel all the way to Asia, looking like this?”

“Actually, it’s worse than that, sweetie. Robomaids aren’t allowed to travel. By law, they are limited to local public exposure, within their assigned neighborhood. Even then, they must be escorted by their owner, or an owner’s representative. As long as you are in that suit, you cannot go anywhere, except down to the local market.”

April erupted at that news. “WHAT? That’s ludicrous! You’re saying I can’t get to the RoboCorp factory to like, get out of their maid suit because I happen to be like, inside one of their maid suits?” Despite her attempt at humor, the realization began to hit April that she would be barred from activities she had always taken for granted. She could not fly on a plane. Nor could she take a train. She certainly no longer looked like the picture on her driver’s license, so she couldn’t even drive her car! She whined, “I can’t even like, go downtown, without a chaperone? It’s like I’m a child!”

She felt her social world crumbling around her. Until she escaped the suit, there would be no going out with friends. No clubbing. What in the world would she be able to do? Everywhere she went, people would only see a silly little Robomaid, and treat her as such. She would be worse than a second-class citizen. She wouldn’t even be a citizen. She wouldn’t even be human! This damned suit was destroying her life! She had to get out of it as soon as she could.

Gabe nodded his head grimly. April might have donned her Robomaid suit, to enjoy the thrills of being a submissive, but she had obviously not thought through the negative aspects. He didn’t expect her to adjust well to her new reality. Her response proved him right.

“Get me out of this thing, Gabe! Cut me out, if you have to!”

The boyfriend felt sorry for April. However, this was all her fault. She was the one that had obtained the Robomaid suit illicitly, then put it on without checking for potential dangers. He’d had to clean up her messes before, and it looked like he’d be doing so again. Despite his frustration, he knew he had to remain supportive.

“Don’t worry, sweetie. We’ll get through this. But cutting you out is not an option. That suit is made of synthetic skin. It heals instantly after even the smallest puncture. It was designed to protect the Robomaid androids. You’re essentially inside a ‘super suit’, that will keep you from all harm. Unfortunately, that means we can’t get you out. Except at RoboCorp. I’m sorry, sweetie. There’s no easy solution.”

The recalcitrant Robomaid slumped on the bed, defeated. “You mean, I have to stay like this?”

“Well, yes. For now. Until we open discussions with RoboCorp. You may be the first person this has ever happened to. It could take quite a bit of time, to figure a way to safely get you out of the suit, and get your brain repaired.”

The realization that she was stuck in Halloween hell hit April hard. She would remain looking like a Robomaid, with Fifi constantly looking over her shoulder, and she could do nothing about it. She began to sob, “Gabe, I have a life! A job! Imagine me showing up at the office, looking like this! I’ll be a laughingstock. I’ll be fired. Or even worse, I’ll be demoted. Oh, Gabe, what am I going to do?”

April had legitimate concerns about her job. She had busted her butt to escape the company’s secretarial pool, to get a position in sales. She hated to admit how many blowjobs she’d had to give, to make that happen. To everybody’s surprise, she was good at sales. Despite the misogynistic attitude of the rest of the sales force, she was slowly establishing herself.

If she were to show up for work looking like this, she’d be treated as worse than a secretary. The people in charge would be ecstatic to have a real Robomaid on staff. April would be repurposed, delivering coffee to the executives all day, in these damned stilettos. She would probably even have to bring coffee for the secretaries. They’d love that! And what if the executives ever discovered she was available for sexual favors? She wouldn’t see the end of it. Knowing the way Gabe and his friends talked, that would only be a matter of time. No, she couldn’t go back to her office looking like this. There was no doubt. She was going to lose her job!

Gabe sat on the edge of the bed next to her, encircled her in his arms and pulled her close.

She sobbed into the lapel of his tuxedo, “Oh, Gabe! You have no idea what it’s like, being in this suit. I know what people are thinking when they look at me. I know what men want to do to me. It was all fun, being a tease when I knew I could leave the suit behind. But now, being stuck in here, I can’t face it!”

Gabe said, “It’s OK, baby! I think you still look great! You can be my little Robomaid for a while. I think we can still have fun with that.”

April appreciated Gabe’s kind words, but it didn’t help her situation. She needed out of this suit. Even now, in her misery, it was edging her. Gabe’s arm felt so warm and comfortable. Everywhere he touched her, she tingled. Despite her sad situation, she wanted him. She sniffed and said, “God, you have no idea how aroused I am right now!”

While they’d been talking, her clit massage had been joined by another sensation. The contraption up her poop shoot had begun to expand and gently tingle. Soon, she felt full back there, as if she needed to poo. She even felt the tingles through the walls of her vagina. She wiggled herself, to try and get rid of the sensations. Too embarrassed to tell Gabe about it, she added, “It’s this damned suit. It keeps … doing things to me.”

Gabe couldn’t help but misinterpret what April had said. He could only assume she meant that being a Robomaid turned her on.

April added, “I can’t get sex out of my head. I’m constantly being edged, but when Fifi is in charge, I can’t even reach my own hand down to scratch my ‘itch’! You have no idea how frustrating that can be. As angry as I am about being stuck like this, I just want to jump you, and ride like a cowgirl!”

Gabe pulled her closer and said, “There, there. It’ll be alright!” Despite April’s difficult situation, Gabe couldn’t help but feel a spark of arousal at holding this horny little Robomaid in his arms, in a very private bedroom. Yet, he was enough of a gentleman to not take advantage of April’s situation. He continued to sooth her and hold her close.

Despite Gabe’s good intentions, April could see the growing bulge in his pants. She tried to deny her own urge, then finally said, “Oh, men!” She reached down and began to gently fondle Gabe’s crotch. The hardness that responded beckoned to her. In April’s brain, Fifi rolled her eyes. April didn’t care. Fifi could watch all she wanted. Being sexless was probably what had turned the Robomaid into such a bitch. Perhaps April could teach Fifi a few things that would loosen her up!

Not long after, Gabe had been stripped of his pants and was being ridden by a latex maid. He had been amazed at how wet April had been. He had slipped right in!

This was April’s first time having sex as a Robomaid, and it was definitely different. Due to her latex covered crotch, she could not feel Gabe’s curly hairs on her shaven pubis. The hood on her clitoris allowed her to feel pressure, but it protected her from the back and forth rubbing that normally drove her wild. Instead, she became more and more aroused, without a focus to bring her to a climax. Like being on the edge of a sneeze.

However, other sensations were at work in the Robomaid. Throughout her young sex life, April had always gotten satisfaction from clitoral orgasms. Now, her vagina felt so sensitive! The head of Gabe’s penis kept rubbing across her G spot, in and out. It had never felt like this before. Her arousal continued to build, like a pent-up dam ready to burst. Her full rectum pushed against her vagina, increasing her response. Finally, when she thought she could take no more, Gabe put his hands on her hips and ground her against him. The dam gave way. She had her first vaginal orgasm, and it rocked her like none before. Her muscles squeezed Gabe for all he was worth. His hands held her hips tight to him, as she swayed like a rubbery doll.

‘Oh, my!’ April thought, as she came down from her climax. When her eyes could focus again, she looked down at Gabe, grinning at her. His hands were still on her hips, and he was still grinding her against him. April realized, ‘Oh. Gabe’s not finished!’ She began rocking her hips to his rhythm and was surprised to feel another spark. As her G spot once more ramped her pleasure, she thought, ‘Oh, MY!’

Two gargantuan orgasms later, April could tell Gabe was nearing his own peak. She began to ride him harder, and squeezed her vaginal muscles like she’d never been able to do before. Her boyfriend grunted, his face contorted, and she felt him erupt inside her. The feeling of his seed deep inside caused something to click in her mind, sending her into her fourth orgasm. This time, she collapsed into a contented, blessed darkness.

Chapter 5

April awoke minutes later and gave a satisfied sigh. Mmmmmm! What great sex! Gabe was sooooo good in bed! She turned her head and looked over at her boyfriend, snoozing next to her. He was naked except for his dress shirt, which was open, exposing his toned pecs and hairy chest. What a great guy! She rolled over to face him, and heard a telltale squeak. That struck her as odd. Silky black hair fell in her face. Black hair? She raised a hand to touch it, and saw latex covered fingers. Oh, no, this could not be! It wasn’t a dream? She really was in a Robomaid suit! And, she was stuck.

Gabe was still asleep. She lay still and tried to ignore the tingle in her bloated rectum while she considered her options. She really loved her boyfriend, or at least felt she could come to love him. He had helped her out of several messes, but he always did things slowly. She knew he would take care of this problem in the same deliberate way he did everything. That just wouldn’t cut it. He didn’t understand how miserable she was, trapped in a Robomaid suit, with a program named Fifi stuck in her head. She needed to end this nightmare as quickly as she could, to get her life back.

She would call somebody. A close friend, or maybe her parents. She would explain what had happened, and get some help. She carefully eased away from Gabe, trying not to squeak. Once she had cleared the bed, she looked around for her phone. Where had she left it? Of course. In her purse. Where was her purse? She always kept it close. She cast her glance around the room, but the purse wasn’t there. Damn! She’d left it at Gabe’s house. How could she have been so stupid!?!

She was stuck. Without Gabe’s help, she could contact nobody. Now what? Her only other immediate option seemed to be returning to the RoboCorp technicians. Despite Gabe’s warnings, she would try her luck with them. Surely, Ralph and Louie would listen to reason, and at least get Fifi out of her head.

April looked up to see her reflection in the mirror. That damned porcelain face and black hair! She would be done with this Robomaid suit soon! She began tiptoeing toward the door. These heels! She hated the thought of being stuck in them. The stilettos clicked every time she put her foot down. She glanced over her shoulder to see Gabe stirring. Before she could take another step, he asked, “Where do you think you’re going?”

Feeling like a child caught doing something naughty, April turned to face Gabe. She put her hands on her hips, in a defiant stance. She could tell from the mirror that it looked silly on a Robomaid, but April needed to show Gabe that she would have her way! She answered, “I’m going to see those RoboCorp technicians, and you can’t stop me.”

“We’ve already discussed that, April. It’s not a good idea!”

“I appreciate your advice, Gabe, but you’re not the one stuck inside this suit. I am. It’s my problem, and I’m going to fix it.”

Gabe replied, “Sorry, April, but I’m involved in this too. I’m afraid you can’t do that.” April noted the change in his tone, but turned toward the door anyway. Gabe said, “April, don’t make me do this!”

When April ignored him and took a step, Gabe said, “Alright. Have it your way.”

Immediately, April could not move. As she teetered precariously in her Robomaid heels, she said, through gritted teeth that would not open, “Gabe, what in the hell did you like, do to me? Let me go, right now! I am your girlfriend. I will NOT be treated this way! Do you hear … “

April’s voice was cut off mid-sentence. The Robomaid’s mouth continued trying to speak, but no sound came out. Gabe walked around to face the malcontent maid, who glared at him in ominous silence.

Gabe smiled back at her and held up a small black controller. “April, or should I say Fifi, this is your RoboCorp remote. With it, I can control you as if you were an appliance. Which, technically, you are.”

April tried to continue her glare, but her face had already readjusted to the default Robomaid look. Gabe said, “See? This button can make you ‘stop’, and this one is your ‘mute’. This button, the one marked ‘call’, is the useful one. It is how I summoned you, down at the party. Apparently, it works even if you are hundreds of feet away. Once I push it, you will be drawn to my location.”

April remembered the sharp shock she had received on her clit, and how Fifi had responded. Damn! Did Gabe even know how the suit summoned his Robomaid? Probably not.

Gabe said, “I don’t need to use the remote when you are within range of my voice.” To illustrate this, Gabe said, “April, speak.” Suddenly, April could feel her mouth relax. She tried a few test sounds, then said, “Gabe, release me at once! You have no right to like, turn me into a …”. Gabe just shook his head and said, “April, mute.” Once more, his latex-coated girlfriend could not speak. This time, as she glared at him, her eyes brimmed with tears.

Gabe saw this and felt sorry for her. But, he felt it his duty to protect her from herself. They needed at least one adult in the room, and it would have to be him. Based on all he had seen this evening, he knew that is what April wanted, too.

In fact, April did not enjoy being controlled, at all! This was her problem, and her idiot of a boyfriend wasn’t letting her take care of it in her way. He had no right!

As Gabe looked into the eyes of his frozen, silent Robomaid, he saw the situation very differently. It was his duty to protect both of them. He would fix April’s problem, and do it his way. Unfortunately, that meant discussing this in private with his father, who happened to be out of the country for the month. Once they could finally meet, they would have to work out a plan to approach RoboCorp, then put out feelers. It could be quite a while before they began substantive talks.

Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be any immediate concern. In fact, April had told him the suit was comfortable, and it was made for long term use. As a bonus, from what she had said, being inside the suit and playing his Robomaid really turned her on. If she wanted so much to be his submissive Robomaid, this would be a wonderful opportunity to fulfill her dream.

As Gabe thought of that, he realized just how mutually beneficial this situation could be. He could get great sex, while April lived in her self-made submissive heaven. In the meantime, this would be a good opportunity to bring about some welcome improvements in her. She hadn’t been the best of girlfriends. Now, he had the tools to ‘tweak away’ her undesirable traits. He’d make her stop adding those inane filler words, every time she spoke. She would become less self-centered, and more attentive to the needs of others. She would become more graceful, and move with poise.

It was clear that April could learn quite a bit from Fifi. April really seemed to fear her alter ego. Especially when she took charge. He could use that to his advantage. By threatening to put Fifi in control, he would push April to improve herself. All in all, Gabe was very pleased at tonight’s turn of events. It was time for him to lay down the law.

He said, “April, relax.” His girlfriend returned to a comfortable stance. She continued to glare at him in silence.

“April, you will do as I say, until you are free of your Robomaid suit. I’ll do my best to make that happen, though I make no guarantees. In the meantime, to not stir up concern or suspicion, you will act like a real Robomaid at all times. To achieve that, we will begin by having Fifi in charge. She moves and acts like a Robomaid should. If you would prefer to not have Fifi in control, you will learn from her, until I can’t tell you two apart. That will include you curtseying to me and calling me ‘master’ at all times. You will live in my house full-time as a Robomaid and fulfill all domestic duties. Whether you do that as Fifi, or as yourself, is entirely up to you. Since you will have to leave your job and put your career on hold, at least you’ll have something to keep you occupied. Would you like to respond?”

April was in shock. Her boyfriend had taken control of her life! She didn’t want that. Not at all! She certainly didn’t want to be his house cleaner. He didn’t even guarantee he could get her out of this suit. This was all so unfair! Yet, it seemed her boyfriend held all the cards. Having no other way to respond, April blinked her eyes. Gabe said, “April, speak.”

The Robomaid flexed her mouth, then said, “Gabe, you’re wrong about me. I don’t want to be controlled. I’m not submissive. I do NOT enjoy this! And I certainly don’t want to be your cleaning …”

“April, mute.” Gabe just shook his head. April would be a hard nut to crack, but he had the tools he needed to do so.

The Robomaid fell silent once more. Gabe reached down between her legs, slipped his fingers between her labia and felt how moist she was. She may say she wasn’t enjoying this, but he had proof she was.

Gabe fondled the unwilling maid and said, “Methinks thou dost protest too much!” April rolled her eyes. Gabe was always coming up with theatrical sayings like this. She’d much prefer that he slip his hand deeper inside her. Instead, he held his moist fingers in front of her face and said, “April, you obviously love this. I will let you live your Robomaid dream. You will come to thank me for this.”

April screamed inside her head. No, no, no, no, no! What an OAF! Yet, what could she do? Nothing. She had to silently watch her idiot boyfriend, while he misinterpreted her situation. Every time she tried to explain, he just shut her up with his ‘mute’ command. How frustrating! And how embarrassing, having her moist crotch used as evidence, to sentence her to life as a Robomaid. This could not be happening!

April’s Robomaid face did not show any of the emotions roiling inside her brain. All Gabe saw was the impassive face with the pretty pout. He looked into her eyes and said, “I know you want this. April, deactivate.”

April screamed silently inside her head as her demeanor changed instantly. The default operating system activated and Fifi was in charge once more. In April’s mind, the evil Robomaid smiled at her through the invisible wall, flipped her the bird, and walked away.

April felt her body curtsey and heard herself say, “Thank you, master! I am so happy to be in control of my body again. You have no idea how hard it is, watching April bot present me so poorly.” As if to make her point, Fifi curtseyed gracefully again.

Gabe responded to his Robomaid. “You’re welcome, Fifi. It’s good to have you back. I have a job for you. Please return to the party, fill me a plate of food, and bring me a glass of champagne.”

The maid responded with alacrity. “Oh, yes, master!” She quietly made her way out of the bedroom, leaving Gabe alone with his thoughts.

The new member of the exclusive ‘Robomaid owner’s club’ lay back on the bed comfortably and examined his maid’s controller. He was going to have fun with this! He enjoyed a subservient maid treating him properly. He especially liked the curtsey. It showed such respect for a superior. He looked forward to seeing April perfect it.

April could not believe Gabe would send her back down to the party. At least he could have taken her damned necklace off, so people wouldn’t recognize her. She assumed he had not done so on purpose, to teach her a lesson. Fifi moved gracefully through the mansion, dipping her head subserviently to every guest she passed.

Fifi made her way silently down the three flights of stairs and through the ballroom. April heard whispers as they passed through the crowd. Several times, she heard the word ‘boots’. Oh, God! People knew who she was, and they were still talking about her! She prayed they wouldn’t run into Brittney.

Suddenly, Brittney was standing in front of Fifi, primed for mischief. “Well, if it isn’t ‘Fifi’ the Robomaid! Care to lick my boots again?” Fifi responded with a curtsey and said, “Thank you for your offer mistress, but I must fulfill a command from master Gabriel!” Fifi stepped adroitly around the woman and moved on toward the refreshment table, leaving a flummoxed Brittney behind.

April thought, ‘That wasn’t so bad. I guess Fifi knows how to stay on task. I’ll give her that.’ April watched Fifi select a plate of food for her master, pick up a glass of champagne, and lightly step her way back through the party. April had to admit that Fifi really knew how to handle these shoes. It felt like they were gliding across the ballroom. April’s feet hurt and her ankles were sore, but Fifi didn’t seem to notice. She also seemed oblivious to the constant niggling of April’s troublesome nubbin and the anal intruder. In fact, the Robomaid seemed to feel none of the discomforts of April’s body.

Soon, Fifi was back outside the bedroom door, knocking gently with her elbow. Gabe said, “Come!” They entered the bedroom to find Gabe sprawled out on the bed, still in his dress shirt and nothing else. His magnificent penis lay dormant between his legs. Despite her circumstances, April thought he looked so hot! Her little nubbin had remained busy during Fifi’s walk to the party and back. April longed to reach down and rub one out, or better yet, to mount Gabe again, but Fifi had no intention of letting her do that.

Gabe patted the bed, and Fifi sat next to him, presenting his food and drink. “Your refreshments, master!”

April watched hungrily as Gabe wolfed down his food. Of course, he was hungry. She’d gone down on him twice tonight, then ridden him to the best sex of his life. But what about her? She was hungry, too. When did Fifi eat? What did she eat? Did she even eat?

Once Gabe had finished the repast, he lay back, relaxed. He watched Fifi as she sat smartly on the edge of the bed, awaiting his orders. His eyes took on that cute twinkle he got every time he had an interesting idea. He’d been thinking. From what April had said, Fifi did not appreciate the ‘subordinate April bot’ program. Gabe wanted to test the dominant Robomaid, to see whether her competitive nature would supersede her programming. He said, “Fifi, let’s try an experiment. Go down on me.”

Fifi responded, “I’m sorry, master. My programming will not allow that.”

Gabe said, “Fifi, if you will not meet my sexual needs, I will have to activate April.”

“I am sorry, master. I am not capable of fulfilling your sexual needs. Please recall the April bot to do so. She seems uniquely qualified for that, but not much else.”

Gabe chuckled at the Robomaid’s catty response. This would be fun, playing the rival parts of April’s brain against each other. His father always told him that competition is the best way to get the most from your employees. Fifi would be a useful tool to help mold April into the perfect, subservient toy she longed to be. He said, “Very well. April, activate.”

Fifi slumped momentarily, and April found herself in control once more. She flexed her fingers, happy to feel the movement. As Gabe looked at her expectantly, April belatedly realized what he was waiting for. Much to her dismay, she had to respond. She sat up straight and said, “Thank you, master! I am happy to be in control of my body once more.”

Gabe appeared very pleased. “Much better! See April, that wasn’t so bad. You didn’t curtsey, but you were sitting on the bed, so I’ll allow you to slide on that one. From now on, every time I activate you, I will watch you carefully. The first hint of you not doing things exactly as Fifi would do them, I will activate her again. I think that will be the best way for you to learn.”

Gabe paused, waiting for April’s response. She opened her mouth and started to say, “But Gabe, you don’t understand … “

The way Gabe cocked his head told her this was not the time. He had voice control over her, and could recall Fifi at any time. She certainly didn’t want that bitch back in control again. Internally fuming at being forced to obey her stupid boyfriend, she stood up, curtseyed as best she could, and said, “Yes, master.”

Gabe said, “Your response could have been more enthusiastic, but at least you tried. Now, it’s time to go. Maid, gather my clothes and dress me.”

April balked. She might have to play the Robomaid for now, but she would not be called ‘maid’, and she would not take care of Gabe’s every need. If she did this for him, she would begin her way down a long, slippery slope. She looked at Gabe for a second too long.

“April, deactivate!” Fifi happily took charge and immediately started to gather Gabe’s clothes, shaking out the wrinkles. While April watched in silence, the efficient Robomaid soon had the boyfriend dressed and ready to leave.

Gabe said, “Fifi, it’s time to go home. Follow me, five paces back.” The Robomaid primly followed her master’s command, while April sat slumped in her mind. How could she survive this? She had no idea where she’d find the strength.

Down in the party, Fifi followed as master made his way through the crowd of guests. Eventually, he found who he was looking for. Brittney was holding court amongst her sycophantic group. She looked up and smiled genuinely when she saw Gabe approach.

He returned her smile. “Hello, Brit! You’re looking fetching as always!” Despite the woman’s crafted poise, she couldn’t help but blush at the compliment from this handsome young man she had once known so intimately. Gabe said, “Fifi, come.” The Robomaid appeared at his side.

“Brit, I think you’ve met my new property. April and I have been talking, and she has decided to fulfill her dream of becoming a full-time, submissive Robomaid. She prefers to be called Fifi now.”

In her mind, April yelled ‘WHAT?’, but nobody heard. Gabe continued, “She will take on all domestic duties for me. Unfortunately for her, my interests in girlfriends goes beyond a submissive house cleaner. That puts me in the market for a new girlfriend. Brit, you and I didn’t end things on the best of terms. How about giving it another go?”

April could not believe what she had just heard. Gabe had just broken up with her, while she stood right next to him, in front of Brittney! This just could not be! Gabe had been the only thing remaining in her life that had mattered, and now he was slipping away. In April’s mind, Fifi looked through the invisible wall at her with a very satisfied grin. April yelled ‘You BITCH!!!’, though whether she meant Brittney or Fifi wasn’t clear. In any event, she and Fifi were the only ones that heard. April collapsed and began to sob in her invisible cell.

Brittney was ecstatic to have this offer from Gabe. He was so handsome, and his family was so wealthy. He’d done wonderfully at college and had great prospects, through his family’s privately held company. She’d wanted to start things up with him again, but April had been tough competition. She’d been afraid of losing face if he’d turned her down. This would be perfect! Even better than perfect! Now, when she slept over at Gabes, that trailer trash slut would have to serve her. Yes, this Halloween had turned out to be the best yet! She tried to control her enthusiasm when she answered, “Why Gabe, of course!”

Gabe replied, “Wonderful! How about we start slowly, and work through past differences. Are you available for dinner, next Saturday night?” Brittney paused an appropriate amount of time before accepting. By the time Gabe kissed her goodnight, she was already thinking about what to wear for their date.

When Gabe turned to leave, Fifi spoke up. “I appreciated the opportunity to clean your boots, Miss Brittney! I look forward to doing so again!” April couldn’t believe what had just come out of her mouth, in front of Brittney’s friends. Fifi didn’t have to do that! She was out to make April look bad. Fifi really WAS a bitch! And, April could not shut her up.

Chapter 6

Outside, in the parking lot behind the Fielding Mansion, Gabe unlocked the car. When Fifi subserviently headed for the back seat, Gabe said, “Fifi, up front, please.”

“Yes, Master!”

Once they were settled in the car, Gabe looked at Fifi with a glint in his eye. He said, “April, activate.”

April had not yet recovered from her sobbing fit. She looked up blearily at Gabe and said, “What do YOU want?”

Gabe just grinned at her. He said, “April, go down on me!” The new Robomaid tried to look at him with anger and despair, but the only thing that showed were her large impassive eyes and her pretty little pout. Her delay caused Gabe to say, “April? I’m waiting!”

April replied petulantly, “Why should I? I’m apparently not your girlfriend anymore. What’s in it for me? What are you going to do if I refuse? Bring back Fifi? She won’t help soften your hard-on.”

Gabe hadn’t expected this challenge. Of course, April would be hung up on that ‘girlfriend thing’. He needed to talk with her about that. In the meantime he had needs, and he had an idea. He looked thoughtfully at April before answering, “Fifi won’t give me a blowjob, but Brittney would. As eager as she is to get back together with me, I’m sure she’ll come over tonight, if I call. Would you like to watch Brit and I fuck all night? I can make you stand at attention in the bedroom. You could even lick Brit’s boots again, or other parts of her, if she wants! And then, come morning, I’m sure she’ll want you to cook her a full breakfast, and stand ready while you serve her in bed. You’ll be a busy little maid while Brit is around.”

The thought of Brittney coming to her boyfriend’s place, fucking him, and ordering her around, was too much for April to bear. Gabe had her, and she knew it. She bowed her head and said, “Alright.”

Gabe said, “Alright … “

April responded glumly, “Alright, master. I will go down on you.”

While she reached a hand over to fish out Gabe’s cock, she thought, ‘Christ! Will this man ever tire of my mouth? This is his third blowjob of the night!’ She wrapped a hand around the base of his manhood, and Gabe’s groan showed how much he loved the feeling of her latex-covered fingers. Her suit squeaked against the leather seats as she turned and positioned herself to treat her master. The movement triggered her anal friend to start tingling. Damn this Robomaid suit! While April sucked him into her tight pout, she surreptitiously snuck her other hand under her skirt. At least she could rub one out while Gabe was occupied with her mouth!

Gabe had been watching for it. He said, “April, no self-fondling.” Whether Gabe had meant it as a command or not, April’s programming took it as one. Now, she wouldn’t be able to meet her rampant needs while in control of her own body! Her hand returned reluctantly to Gabe’s lap, to help stroke him to an erection.

The despondent new Robomaid slid her pout down Gabe’s cock, and began to suck. He groaned as he reclined his seat, and said, “Oh, that’s perfect, baby! Don’t forget to look up, into my eyes!”

She pulled up and said, “Yes, master!” In April’s mind, Fifi looked on, fascinated. The dominant Robomaid was quite pleased to have her subservient April bot program take care of master’s animal urges.

As April slid back down, Gabe watched her dispassionate Robomaid eyes. He knew he’d never tire of seeing that porcelain face working his cock. Despite his earlier sexual activity, he did not last long. As he neared climax, he put his hands on April’s head and pushed her all the way down. She expected to gag on her first deep throat, but that reflex was surprisingly absent.

April knew why. It was the damned suit! It had changed her throat, turning her into a perfect blowjob machine! Just like it had changed her vagina, making her explode around a man’s penis. It even kept her aroused with that little nubbin, while she wasn’t having sex. And what about the way she responded to Gabe’s touch? Each time he ran a hand across her latex-coated skin, the tingle was electrifying. And his kisses? She swooned like a schoolgirl!

It was almost as if someone had designed the suit to turn April into a perfect fucktoy. But who would do such a thing? It certainly wasn’t Gabe. He wasn’t nearly devious enough. More likely, the suit had been created for somebody else, and April had gotten it by accident. After she had foolishly sealed herself into it, Gabe and those idiot RoboCorp technicians had simply functioned as unwitting enablers. It wouldn’t have been entirely bad, if she could meet her own sexual needs. But her newly partitioned cyber brain meant she couldn’t even satisfy herself, without the approval of her new ‘master’. God, she hated this!

Had the suit been intended to trap someone? It certainly seemed like it. But it was much more than just a trap. It was a torture device, able to give both pleasure and discomfort. April would very much like to know who had done this, and who they had intended to trap. But her options to investigate were now extremely limited. More importantly, how could she escape this trap, especially when Gabe refused to listen to her?

April’s mind had wandered while she fellated her ex-boyfriend. Fortunately, given her sexy Robomaid packaging, the quality of her oral skills was not so important. Gabe soon shot his load down her throat, and April dutifully licked him clean. In her best Robomaid voice, she said, “Thank you, master!”, and squeakily settled herself back into the passenger seat. It took a while for her master to rouse himself, after his fourth orgasm of the night. Eventually he raised his seat back to upright and looked over at April. Her head was hanging, and he heard her quietly crying. He asked, “April, what’s on your mind?”

Between sobs she said, “How could you do that to me? You broke up with me, right in front of Brittney and everybody!”

Gabe’s gaze turned soft. He didn’t like to see a woman hurt, but there was no easy way to end a relationship. He’d always found it best to be direct. “April, sweetheart, you’re right. I’m sorry. You and I should have talked about that first. But to be fair, when I told you I’d try to help you with that suit, I didn’t say I’d remain your boyfriend. You have to look at things from my perspective. I come from an influential family. I can’t be seen having a submissive girlfriend who licks boots in public.”

“But that wasn’t me! That was Fifi!”

“Does it really matter? People saw you doing it, so they think you did it. Anyway, I suspect that deep down you really wanted to do it.”

“I AM NOT and I DID NOT!”

April tried to continue protesting, but Gabe reached his hand down between her legs. She moaned at his touch and spread wide for him. His fingers touched her moist labia and slipped easily inside her. He watched her close her eyes as he pumped her.

April thought, ‘Finally! I’m going to get another release!’. Her hips responded and she began to hump his hand. She needed this so badly! But much too soon, Gabe’s hand was gone. April longed to reach her own hand down and continue, but her programming would not allow it. She looked at Gabe and begged, “Please don’t stop! It’s the only thing I have left!”

Gabe simply smiled at her and said, “Sorry April, no more orgasms for you tonight. You’ll have to earn them, by being a good Robomaid.”

April whimpered, but Gabe took no notice. He said, “Tonight, you discovered your submissive side. I’m sorry, but I’m not into ‘subbie’ girls. I need a strong alpha woman who can look after my interests. However, I am more than willing to help you explore your new kinks and desires!”

April thought, ‘What an understatement!’ Already tonight, she had sucked Gabe off three times and ridden him like the queen of the rodeo. In return, the best she could get out of him was being ‘edged’. She now understood her new role in this man’s life. His ‘help’ would entail getting sex from her, whenever he wanted. She had started this Halloween as Gabe’s girlfriend, hoping to snag a ring. She had ended it as his whore. Life could not get worse!

Gabe continued, “I’ll make sure we examine this new side of you safely, within the confines of my home. I think you’ll adjust well. You’ll have house cleaning duties to keep you occupied, and you’ll have Fifi to train you. Trust me, April. When this is over, you’ll be a perfect Robomaid, just as you desire. It may take time, but you’ll be happy with the result. And, who knows? Once your training is complete, you may even want to stay as a Robomaid. You already seem to like it so much!”

April said, “Gabe, you don’t understand. I’m not a submissive! It’s this suit! It tickles my …”

Gabe said, “April, mute.” Once more, her words went silent.

She looked at him with pleading eyes, but he ignored them and said, “You’ve made it clear that the suit tickles your kinky side. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you enjoy that for a long time. But for now, it’s time to begin your training. April, deactivate.” The Robomaid sat up straight again and Fifi said, “Yes, master! Thank you for giving control of my body back to me!”

April longed to explain that the entire night had been a series of mistakes and misunderstandings. She had to get across that she was not a submissive, and she did not want to be a Robomaid. But every time she tried to tell Gabe, he turned her off, like an appliance. It almost seemed like he didn’t want to hear the truth. Much too late, she realized, ‘Oh. My. God. Gabe prefers me this way!’. How else could she explain why the bastard wanted to train her to act like a Robomaid. If she ever wanted out of this suit, she would have to go along, and become just like Fifi, her nemesis. April was hopelessly fucked! This had truly become the Halloween from hell.

In her mind, April’s eyes brimmed with tears. Driving down the road, Gabe looked over at the Robomaid, and saw Fifi smiling. Already, he was having trouble differentiating between the two personalities within the maid suit. He said, “I’m glad you’re getting what you really want, April. I’ll do whatever I can, to help you enjoy it.” Fifi replied, “Yes, master!”

Fifi looked out the window under the passing streetlights and said, “Pretty!” She’d never seen a city at night before. This was going to be so much fun! She looked forward to exploring so many new experiences, with the help of her new body. April looked out of Fifi’s eyes and saw, with each streetlight, a Robomaid reflected back at her in the window. That face! She could not escape it, and Gabe was in no hurry to help her do so.

As they made their way through town, passing residential buildings and businesses, the names of Wi-fi systems flashed in April’s head. Each one identified her as ‘Fifi’ and tried to connect to her Cyber Brain. April gave an unheard sigh.

Chapter 7

Back at Gabe’s house, once they had entered the foyer, April was surprised to find herself activated once more. Not wishing to waste this chance to remain in charge, she dutifully curtseyed and thanked her master in her perkiest of voices. She internally cringed at what he might have her do, but she needn’t have worried. He simply bid her to go up to his room and turn the bed down for him. He would join her there in a while, after enjoying a late drink in his gaming room.

The newly minted maid curtseyed and headed toward the stairs as gracefully as she could. As she passed the living room, she spied something. Elated, she turned on her heel and returned down the hallway to find Gabe.

“Master?”

“Yes, Fifi?”

April bit back the bile that arose in her throat at being called that name. In her best supplicative voice, she asked sweetly, “May I please go to the bathroom, master?”

“Why of course, Fifi. I appreciate you asking. In the future, you need not ask my permission for that.”

April gushed, “Oh, thank you, master!” and gave a curtsey before turning on her heel and clicking her way back down the foyer. Gabe watched her walk smartly away. April was already showing great improvement. His training program would work wonders on her!

As April passed the living room again, she looked over her shoulder to make sure Gabe couldn’t see her. Seeing the coast was clear, she darted into the room and snatched her purse. In April’s mind, Fifi stared daggers at her. April knew the bitch would tell on her, once she was put in charge again, but April hoped that would soon be a moot point. She made her way up the stairs, then ducked into the hallway bathroom, carefully closing and locking the door. Safely alone, she rummaged through the purse, looking for her prize.

During the ride back to Gabe’s house, April had fretted. She knew that pictures and stories of her were already flying all over social media. Her reputation was ruined. Her career might be, too. Despite all that, what bothered her most was what her family would think. Her parents had never been supportive of her ambitious agenda. Her father, a negative and sour-minded man, had berated her for trying to mix with the city’s upper crust. He’d warned her that nothing good would come from it. Her mother, a barely-functional alcoholic, had given up on April many years before. Her younger siblings were a mixed bunch of miscreants, all headed for mediocre jobs and lives. They all envied her good looks and did what they could to drag her down, for trying to better herself.

Soon enough, April’s family would hear that she’d given up her promising life to become Gabe’s rubber housemaid. She knew they would be smug in their belief that it was an appropriate ending to her lofty ambitions. They would all say it was what she had wanted all along. Once that happened, April’s debasement would be complete.

More than anything, she did not want her family to welcome her to their lowly existence. She’d been wallowing in despair with those thoughts all the way to Gabe’s house, and had barely been able to put them out of her mind, when Gabe had activated her. When she’d seen her purse in the living room, she had suddenly realized she still had one lifeline to the real world. One chance to get her story out.

April’s hands were shaking as she dug her phone from the bottom of the purse. She had to act quickly, but she also needed to gather her thoughts and do this properly. She knew she would not have another chance. She would first call Sarah, and tell everything that had happened to her tonight. She would ask that Sarah pass the word on to all her friends. The more people that knew April’s side of the story, the better chance she had of getting out of this with at least a small shred of dignity. After talking with Sarah, she would call 911, and report that she had been kidnapped. That would create an actual call record with her voice, documenting her side of what had happened. The police would come, the situation would get ugly, and Gabe would be in trouble. That would please her. After what he’d put her through, he had earned a bit of suffering. A smile graced April’s Robomaid face for the first time since her brain had been partitioned.

She looked down at the phone in her hands. Not long before, Gabe had treated her with a brand new one. She’d taken to it quite well. In fact, the first thing she’d set up had been the Face ID. Now, she looked directly into her phone, expecting it to unlock. Nothing happened. She continued to try, until she glanced up at herself in the bathroom mirror. A squeak erupted as she bopped herself on the forehead. “Sheesh, April, what a dunce!” She had become so comfortable inside the suit, she didn’t even think of herself as looking different, unless reminded by a mirror. That was scary. She really needed to end this nightmare soon!

April raised her finger to the home button, to activate the Touch ID. Her first attempt didn’t work, and when she tried again, the access code screen popped up. Stupid phone! She pushed the side button and tried again, with the same result. The dumb phone couldn’t read her latex-covered finger! No, no, no!

With trepidation, she looked at the access code screen. She’d never really been good with numbers. Six digits were way too many to remember! She had no idea what code she had entered, when she’d set up the phone. Why should she remember it? She hadn’t needed it!

She began entering numbers, starting with the obvious, her birthday. When that didn’t work, she tried her locker combination from high school. One by one, she entered likely numbers with increased agitation and urgency. Time was running out. Gabe would soon come up to his bedroom and find out what she was doing. She had no idea how many chances she had to get the code right, but she had to get it unlocked! With trembling hands, she tried other likely numbers. All too soon, her phone locked up, and would not respond.

“FUCK!” Her scream could be heard all the way down the block, and certainly in Gabe’s gaming room. She crumpled to the floor of the bathroom and began to sob. Her last chance at an escape from Robomaid hell had slipped through her latex-coated fingers. To make matters worse, she felt the shock on her clit that said her master was ‘calling’ her.

April ignored her summons and sat on the floor in despair. Gabe could come find her for a change! After several more shocks, each more difficult to ignore, April knew what to expect. She felt Fifi take control once more. In April’s mind, the Robomaid bitch from hell smiled smugly through the invisible wall. Fifi picked up April’s phone and headed down to her master.

Of course, Fifi told on April, and of course, Gabe took it badly. He said April had earned several additional months of training, to overcome her inability to follow orders. In the meantime, he would store her phone out of harm's way, in the wall safe.

While April watched numbly from inside her head, Fifi was sent to Gabe’s bedroom to fulfill the order April hadn’t accomplished. On the way, Fifi made sure to look in every mirror, to remind April what she looked like. Unable to close her own eyes, April had to helplessly watch. She rode along in her own mind, astounded at Gabe’s retribution. Months! He expected her to do this for months? She’d never be able to survive that. At least, not as herself!

As if this night could not get worse, when Fifi entered Gabe’s bedroom, April was shocked to see Brittney, lying on Gabe’s bed in a sexy pose. She was even wearing one of April’s most alluring lingerie sets! Obviously disappointed, Brittany said dismissively, “Oh, it’s you. Surprised? I always keep a key from every ex-boyfriend. You never know when they might come in handy.” Brittney swung her legs off the bed and sauntered over to Fifi. She looked at her with eyes that bore straight through April, and said, “Well, well, how low the mighty have fallen! This is what you get for aiming above your station in life, April. I look forward to you waiting on me, hand and foot. Especially when I convince Gabe to loan you to me, for my shopping trips downtown. Won’t you just love when all my friends see you following me, five paces back, carrying all my bags?” Brittney’s sweet smile didn’t bother Fifi at all, but in the invisible prison inside her mind, April squirmed and hung her head in shame.

“Oh, and by the way, thanks for the loan of your lingerie. You obviously took good care of it. I appreciate the lavender scent. I’m sure Gabe will, too. I’m going to rock his socks off tonight, and show him what a real girlfriend can do. I’ll make sure you get to stand and watch. In the meantime, you can get to work. My boots are next to the bed. You know what to do.”

To April’s utter dismay, Fifi joyfully said, “Yes, mistress!”

THE END

Epilogue

In a large office in Singapore, a man in a suit was having a very good day. Mr. Yu’s clandestine operation, secretly approved by the RoboCorp board of directors, was showing good results.

Some years before, governments around the world had proven very reluctant when approached with the idea of using humans inside Robomaid suits. That had forced RoboCorp into a very expensive alternative: creating clones from human tissue. They had done so successfully, but the effort had proven very costly, and placed the company’s Maid program years behind schedule. Mr. Yu aimed to change all that. He had been given the green light to do some ‘private’ research. He liked to call it a fishing expedition: a way to gather data and develop new ideas to ease the way toward the eventual use of humans as Robomaids.

Mr. Yu knew that Halloween in the western countries would be the perfect time to introduce his specially made Robomaid suits to an unwitting public. As a trial basis, he had distributed fifty suits through clandestine channels. The RoboCorp board was averse to bad publicity, and had expressed concern about local officials or news organizations getting wind of women trapped inside their maid suits. Mr. Yu had settled their concerns. He would soon send a news story, straight from the office of RoboCorp’s CEO, warning of ‘rip off’ versions of their patented technology, being sold illicitly by competitors.

The news piece would warn that the false Robomaid suits might include unexpected ‘additions’ that the occupants would not appreciate (April would certainly verify that, if she could!). In the news story, RoboCorp would include confidential contact information, so the trapped young women could deal discreetly with their situation. Yu knew that the embarrassment of being stuck as a Robomaid, unable to escape the suit, would cause all of his fifty new test subjects to take that avenue, instead of going public to the authorities. Yu had to admit his plan was foolproof. He’d nip any bad news in the bud while providing the avenue for his new test subjects to unwittingly enter his new training program.

Mr. Yu watched the large screens that covered his expansive office walls. The suits he had built for his program included monitoring systems, which gathered medical vitals for each occupant, and provided real-time audio and video of their surroundings. As he had expected, each suit had been snapped up by an unwitting young woman, ecstatic to have the chance to go to their Halloween party in a Robomaid costume. It was just dawning on most of them that they were now hopelessly stuck. Yu had spent the day as a voyeur, watching amazed at the variety of responses from the test subjects. He was pleased to see that in all cases, the sexual partners of the new Robomaids didn’t seem very interested in helping their escape.

That had been by design. The suits had been built to arouse the occupants, driving them wild with lust, and thus making their sexual partners loath to set them free. The ploy had worked.

Over the coming days, each suit occupant would quietly approach RoboCorp for help. Mr. Yu’s underlings would deal gently with the young women, offering to discreetly fly them for free to the RoboCorp facility in Asia. The trapped young Robomaids would take no heed that RoboCorp offered no timeline for fixing their problem, nor a guarantee of success.

The trapped young test subjects had no clue about the hell awaiting them, once they arrived at RoboCorp. The women would be warned of vaguely defined ‘problems’ that might endanger their lives if they were released. This would set the stage for delaying the young women’s freedom indefinitely. With a captive sample set of fifty young women, testing would continue for months, providing the company with invaluable data about long-term exposure to their Robomaid suits. During the testing, the women would unwittingly be exposed to Mr. Yu’s Robomaid conditioning program. After months of that, the test subjects would ask to remain as Robomaids. Mr. Yu’s program would make a public relations windfall from that. When it came time to reintegrate the women back to their normal lives, Yu knew that the lovers back home would welcome their sexually insatiable Robomaids back with open arms.

Mr. Yu was especially interested in the case of ‘Fifi’, the first of his captures to show up on RoboCorp’s official radar. He was very impressed with the two technicians that had partitioned her brain, effectively hogtying the occupant of suit #46. RoboCorp would need men like that, if they wanted to stay on top in the world of maid technology. The two technicians would definitely be transferred to Yu’s project, with big promotions. As Fifi’s case had demonstrated, the Robomaid OS could be a formidable training tool for all future humans who became Robomaids. Mr. Yu would make sure that partitioned brains, with the human occupant given second-tier status, would become a standard feature.

RoboCorp had been quietly working to convince world leaders of the benefits of human Robomaids. Through many greased palms and countless tours of the Robomaid facility (which included steamy nights with sexually insatiable Robomaids), government officials were beginning to sing the praises of human Robomaids. Soon enough, Mr. Yu knew that laws would be passed, allowing RoboCorp to employ humans as maids. Once that happened, the pool of potential maids would be endless: convicted felons interested in reducing their sentences, young women hopelessly in debt, daughters sold by their families, to help pay their bills. Yes, this project might be a ‘moonshot’ now, but he could see it reaping huge benefits for the corporation in the decades ahead. And, it would clear the way for him to become the next CEO of RoboCorp.

Mr. Yu was fascinated by the video feed from Fifi. Based on the response of her boyfriend, it was obvious that Fifi would not show up at the RoboCorp facility for quite a while. But that was acceptable. Yu would continue to monitor her progress. Given her inability to complain, he had already activated her anal toy. Some might call it cruel, but so what. He enjoyed watching his young test subjects squirm. In Fifi’s case, the sadistic ex-girlfriend Brittney added quite a bit of spice to Fifi’s tale. Mr. Yu knew the board of directors would enjoy hearing his updates on Fifi’s status.

Meanwhile, back in Gabe’s bedroom, April continued to lick Brittany’s boots.