Androids Are Totally More Than Just Sex Bots

"...you'd like me to be a woman." Caspian supplied, looking rather down as he changed his gender. "Now, as a woman I have many settings, for my breast size, my weight, my hip size, the length of my hair, my facial construct..."

He, or rather, she paused.

"May I choose?"

"Yes," he replied quickly, trying to sound more in-control. He could feel sweat gathering on his palms. "Whatever makes you most comfortable."

Cas readjusted her female settings, so that she had D cups, a little bit of fat on her tummy, and rather large hips. She smiled, glancing at herself in the mirror.

"Is this acceptable?" She asked, moving her long, thick black hair off of her shoulders.

"I suppose so," said Gideon, swallowing. He reached for his shirt collar.

"...Should I undress now?"

"Would you like me to do it, master?" She asked, moving over and unbuttoning Gideon's shirt for him. She smiled at him. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"...I don't know," he admittedly, unable to look away from what she was doing.

"This...this is going to be enjoyable, correct?"

"Of course." She replied, removing his shirt completely. "Now, would you like me to be dominant or submissive? Rough or gentle?"

"I don't know at all," he admitted again. "Whatever you like--whatever the standard is, if there is one. I don't actually know what I'm doing."

She just smiled.

"Alright, alright. I'll just...try to be natural. Though, it's a bit strange as a woman." She replied, running her hands over Gideon's chest.

Gideon bit his lower lip, then forced himself to stop. Maybe if he appeared in control, he'd start to feel less nervous. Maybe.

"Am I supposed to touch you?" he asked, placing his hands awkwardly on her shoulders. He stared intensely at her forehead, actively avoiding her breasts.

"Hm? Well, yes, if you want. I don't mind, though." She replied, giggling slightly. Her hands wandered down to Gideon's pants.

"I supposed we should start?" he asked, awkwardly reaching for his zipper. He maneuvered his hands strangely around hers, not wanting to make contact.