Collide Gamer

 

Aclysia sat in the chair– naked. Technically she had been naked when they had left her there, with the dress being an outgrowth of her skin and all that, but that wasn’t the point. At that moment, the Artificial Spirit was the perfect fusion of the body of the cosplay and the face of the figurine, combining in that wonderful facsimile of the videogame character. Long legs, juicy thighs, wide hips, medium-sized breasts (although leaning towards the smaller side) and a heart-shaped face with green almond eyes that looked at them curiously.

John allowed himself just one inspection of her butt. That significant cushion of roundness and size. It was even more pronounced than Rave’s. That was somewhat to its detriment and somewhat to its advantage. The additional size made it a big, bouncy backside and that was alluring, but it did lack a bit of the balance Rave’s ass had. In John’s opinion, his girlfriend was 10/10 and Aclysia was 9/10. That near perfection fit her design wonderfully though, so the Gamer had no intention of asking her to adjust.

Once John had closed the door behind them, the Artificial Spirit stood up and, hands folded in front of her crotch, executed a mechanical bow. “Greetings, Master.”

“Okay, hold the phone – ‘Master’?” Rave intervened immediately.

“I recalled repeated fascination with French maid outfits in relation to my person. Researching the subject has led me to believe that the proper designation for Creator John Newman would be ‘Master’, I was to play the role of the loyal servant as a maid. Is this not pleasing?” Aclysia looked at the screen for a moment.

The state of John’s pants immediately identified whether he found it pleasing or not. “Look, ehm,” he cleared his throat. “You can call me whatever you want, we already went over that.”

Aclysia straightened up and considered for a moment. “I believe ‘Master’ has the proper ring to it,” she stated.

“Why?” Rave asked.

“While John Newman is my Creator, I gradually consider myself less as his creation as my mental faculties expand,” she explained. “I am his creation in the sense that he has started my existence, this is undeniable. However, he creates neither my thoughts nor does he direct my actions. To call him Newman feels impersonal. To call him John is non-reflective of our relationship. Master carries the correct implication that I am a loyal servant.”

The lengthy answer was fascinating. ‘She really can self-actualize now,’ John thought. Every new discovery was exciting. There was a slight tingle at the back of his head that warned him of the AI revolution. He ignored it. He had no intention to give Aclysia reason to rebel. “Alright, but you should know that Master isn’t really fit for the public.”

“I have read and informed myself on the sexual connotations. I will restrict myself to the title in private and John in public, if this is approvable?”

The speech was still stilted, as was her body language, but the conversation felt like a conversation. John nodded, a little smile playing around his lips. “That sounds good. If that’s the way you want to address me, I’m fine with it.”

“Thank you, Master,” Aclysia bowed again. Her breasts were static throughout the entire movement, while the hair fell in a cascade of silvery white. She was so close to human and yet so far from it.

The sight brought John to the actual reason why she had requested his presence, “Anyway, you called me to ‘explain masturbation’, right?” He glanced over to the monitor, where a JAV of a woman in a maid outfit, masturbating, was currently paused.

“That is correct, Master. The females in the videos I scanned appeared exceedingly pleased with the act. Replicating the motions has given me no such results. I have also realized my body lacks certain elasticities.”

“Well, see…” John sorted his thoughts to give as best an explanation as he could.

“No, Nein, iie, you two wait a second. I have a question first – Aclysia?”

“Yes, Mistress?” the Artificial Spirit turned to the pink haired woman.

Who crossed her arms, “Yeah, no, you call me Rave.”

“I understand, Mistress Rave.”

“Oh in Gaia’s….ehem.” Rave cleared her throat and let go of that discussion for now. “Please tell me step by step how you even ended up watching porn?”

“Yes.” Aclysia bowed a third time and sat back down, opening the browser history. “After reading the Wikipedia article on sentience and sapience, I visited a philosophy discussion about the true nature of such. What differentiates the thinking animal from the one guided purely by their nature? I then went to research other words that often came up in the discussion such as ‘Morality’, ‘Identity’ or ‘Instinct’. I looked at Morality first, finding a lot of articles about definitions and acts during human history. Might I voice a question for a second, Master?” John nodded, “I found the history of an individual called ‘Adolf Hitler’ and thought it to be abhorrent by my own moral standards but the comment section was filled with the sentence ‘Hitler did nothing wrong’. Are there truly many people that support this murderer?”

“Ehm, it’s a meme.”

“Meme… are you referring to the term coined by Darwin or what is called a ‘Dank Meme’ as part of internet culture?”

Rave giggled. John wheezed and scratched the back of his head. This sounded so utterly ridiculous coming out of her mouth. “The latter,” he just answered. “It’s a joke people use to get a rise out of other people.”

Aclysia hummed, a pleasing and even sound. “I will reflect over the nature of humour then. Continuing my report. The research of Identity was largely uneventful. However, I found many people pointing at the question of Artificial Intelligence. After researching the term I found that I myself would fall under the category of such a thing and therefore wanted to ask if I could ever be fully integrated into human society. My question was denied by the need for an account, I dared not to set one up without your permission, Master, therefore I moved on.

“Lastly, I researched the word Instinct. I found that humans have a lot of needs they want to fulfil by nature. The work of a ‘Maslow’ was particularly interesting as he put these needs into an easily understandable pyramid. I found that I shared a lot of these basic needs but had trouble understanding the higher ones. I find eating to be a good usage of resources as it allows me to replace weaker materials in my main body with stronger ones, I prefer knowing that I have a shelter and ever since consuming the Dragonscale and acquiring ‘Body Heat’ I have felt happier. Although that one might be a coincidence as the timing falls together with my understanding of what happiness is.

“I further understand the need for Security. I do not seek combat situations and prefer being in a stable environment that allows me to concentrate on gaining more information instead of being afraid of dying. I have a hard time exactly understanding what fear is but I think it is the feeling I get when I think of you vanishing, Master. To lose my purpose.”

John listened with keen interest and Rave appeared similarly engaged. That Aclysia was still nude was mildly distracting, but the words were more important than naked non-flesh. This was a speed run to becoming her own person.

“However, I then found myself unable to really understand the feeling of Belonging. I am vaguely aware that I wish to be by your side. I realize that this is because of the mission you engraved in me. I am to protect you and serve you loyally. I understand that this replaces the animating force regular people would have, such as the need to eat or seek out activities of joy. My tasks do not require love, which is a complication in understanding that emotion. I put that aside to look at the last two parts of the pyramid and found myself in basic compliance with the needs of Recognition: Achievement Mastery and Fulfilment.

“Bothered by my inability to comprehend love I started to research the term. I found out that no one was truly able to pin-point what love is. I was then made aware of various distinctions, such as companionate love, love for one’s family, children, and so on. I decided to narrow in on the kind of love between two adults without familial relationship and was able to establish a number of guidelines. It is typically above friendship. It is needed in a romantic relationship. It typically involved a sexual side. Remembering observations of today and your behaviour in general, Master and Mistress Rave, I decided to further research that last point.”

‘And here we go,’ John thought, now knowing exactly where this train had gone off the rails.

“I had already observed the physical manifestation of love, so I thought further research on this was a low priority.”

‘Huh?’ John glanced at the Asian pornstar on the monitor. ‘That isn’t adding up.’

“However, after researching the anatomy of the act, I found myself unable to comprehend the topic at large or in detail. I sought out the thought process involved in awakening sexual desires. In doing so, I stumbled upon a large-scale discussion site called ‘Reddit’.”

“Oh God no,” John muttered under his breath.

“I found that a subreddit called ‘Gone Wild’ was suggested thanks to…”

“Stop talking!” Rave intervened, but Aclysia’s habit of finishing her sentence still held strong.

“…an account called ‘Neonlights’ still being logged in. Yes, Mistress, I will halt explanations for the time being.”

John was a tad confused. “What’s the big deal, Jane?” he asked. “I know you like looking at women, we had a threesome not five hours ago and you were very eager to make out with her. Is this supposed to shock me?”

“Ehm, well, it ain’t that easy.” Rave drew circles on the floorboards with her big toe.

“What, you uploaded pictures of you there?” John asked jokingly. Her silence spoke volumes. For a moment, his eyes went wide, then he thought about it. “And?”

“And?” Rave faced him, slightly confused.

“And what? I know that you had a sex life before me and you weren’t shy about it before.” He shrugged.

“Yeah, but that was when I thought you’d just be… I dunno what I thought you’d be, but now we’re… well we’re a ‘we’ and that makes it kinda… embarrassing…” she mumbled.

“You’re mine now, right? That’s what matters.” John pulled her in a hug, combing through her hair as he talked. “They can all be jealous that they never get to see anything more of you. Because I’m not letting you go… but I want those pictures.”

“Okay, first off, thanks?” Rave said with a mixture of relief and confusion, “B, you already have pictures that are WAY better. Didn’t show my face to the internet after all.”

“I will be the judge of that.” He separated from Rave and looked back to his Artificial Spirit. “Aclysia, would you tell us the last bit of the story?”

“As you wish, Master.” Aclysia affirmed and picked up where she left off. “From Reddit I found my way to a guide for sex positions and was revealed to a form of self-pleasuring called ‘Masturbation’. To better understand sexual urges, I decided to try it. However, I couldn’t feel a thing. I tried to look at videos for guidelines and got rid of my clothes for ease of access. When I was at an impasse, I decided to call you.” Aclysia stood up, the browser history no longer needed, bowed again. “I humbly ask you to explain to me the process of masturbation, Master.”

John took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Basically, what she was asking for was to understand sexual pleasure. At this time, she wasn’t even capable of feeling it in the first place. The remaining 10 Stat Points he had banked could fix that. He had planned to spend them after he had seen how her improved Wisdom panned out. This technically qualified.

“What are ya pondering about?” Rave whispered into his ear. “I think this is a very easy decision.”

“It’s very easy to say what decision I want to make,” John admitted. In the end, he gave in to that urge. Not without a few concessions to his conscience though. “Aclysia, before we do anything else, I want to ask a question: you understand that this isn’t required to serve me, right? You don’t need to understand pleasure to protect me either.”

Aclysia tilted her head and then asked a very important question. “Would it not please you if I was capable of sexual service?”

‘Yes, it would please me a lot,’ John thought, but that was to manipulate her mission statement in a way that made this her duty. “That doesn’t matter. What matters is that it is not necessary. Any decision you make regarding your lust is yours and yours alone, understand?” He tried to find another angle. “It would be best for your mission if your loyalty as a servant came from a genuine desire from within you to be a servant. I don’t want a servant that takes the role because they are obligated to. Understand?”

“To be a servant only if the role fulfils me… Master. A loyal servant is a servant that serves out of their own volition,” Aclysia mumbled, then slowly nodded. “I believe I understand. You want a maid, not a doll… what if I were to decide that I do not wish to serve you anymore?”

The question was presented neutrally and John let out a slow breath. He had known it was going to come at some point, because he kept nudging her in the direction of self-fulfilment. “Then we would have to talk about what you want and whether we can continue side by side or if there’s a way for you to go free,” he told her.

“…I shall contemplate this answer… Master,” a tiny, approving smile played around her lips as she bowed fluidly. “I understand that my understanding of sexual pleasure is not needed to serve you. This endeavour will be for myself.”

“Ya got the morals sorted out?” Rave asked.

“As good as I can,” John responded with a sigh. “Now, before I raise your Libido to 10, which hopefully should give you the capacity to feel pleasure, we have to sort out a few different things.” The Gamer took the position in the chair and opened the Abyss Auction; he had a few materials to order.

Technically, he didn’t need to make her all squishy in the proper places if she was just going to engage in masturbation. The horny side of John’s brain had already decided to prepare her for the eventuality that sex was the logical next step. Besides, he had the excuse that she was going to move around the public now, which meant her being all solid would tip some mundane person off eventually.

“I need to get you the proper soft areas before I bestow upon you those desires.”

“’Bestow upon you’`?” Rave laughed, “Can you sound any cornier?”

“I always wanted to say that.” John defended himself and looked through materials.

It didn’t take long for John to find what he needed. He was far from the first person in the Abyss to build a golem that could have sex. ‘Super-Rubber. 100% Flesh like. Want to build a human doll? A pleasure golem? Look no further!’ That was the advertisement and just what he was looking for.

“Mhm, so I need enough for your skin and some extra jiggly stuff for your nice bits.” John sized Aclysia up for purely platonic reasons and then went back to the Computer. To have all of it be the same material would have been to belie the multi-facetted firmness and squishiness of the female form. He needed material to simulate muscle layers, fat, and the mixture of both, alongside different layers of the epidermis and the insides of her holes. He found most of it in the ‘Frequently bought alongside…’ section of his initial purchase. In the end, he was $7028,40 poorer. Those were the best materials he could afford.

 It took ten minutes for the drone to knock on the window. It was much larger than the ones he had seen previously, fitting as the box was similarly enormous. It barely fit in through the window. Once it was inside, John ripped it open. “Alright, Aclysia, three simple steps. First, eat all of that. Second, make your skin from layers of different rubber, silicone for breasts and butt, firmer rubber strings for muscle fibres, and keep the metal skeleton. Be as close to the human physique as you can be with these materials. No, you don’t need to replicate the shape of organs. Third, tell me when you’re done and then I will raise your Libido to 10. I assume that’s when you get to form a vagina or at least feel pleasure.”

“Affirmative,” Aclysia agreed and went to work on the first step. She grabbed one of the many slabs of gelatinous rubber and wiggled it a bit, curiously, before getting to eating. “Doesn’t taste very good…” she mumbled.

Rave pulled on John’s sleeve. “I had enough of watching ‘Clysia here eat for a day. Wanna make out while we wait?”

There was only one answer to that.