M3GAN (2023)

Whistling to yourself as you returned to your house, you heard the hiss of the lock unlatching as you approached. Smiling to yourself, you patiently stood at the door as it opened under its own power. One of the benefits of being employed by the world's largest tech companies is that your entire house was hooked with the latest technology from FUNKI. Rudimentary programs running between your devices, making it so that each one cooperated in perfect harmony with the other. From your door, your fridge, your alarm, your tv, it was a coordinated electronic symphony that essentially allowed the house to run itself while you and your family were away. From further within your house, a cheerful, melodious voice called out to you. "Welcome home, sir!"

You smiled. "Hello, M3gan," you answered, happy as always to see the blonde android. If your home was an electronic symphony, then M3gan was its conductor. The Model 3 Generative Android was FUNKI's premier product, a fully functional Artificial Companion that could interact with and orchestrate any and all FUNKI devices in one's house. You had won your M3gan in a company raffle a few years back and since then, she has been nothing but a delight. Especially in her primary directive.

"Hi, dad!"

From deeper within the house, a young girl rushed past the android and into your arms. You picked up your daughter with a laugh, and hugged her. "Cassie! How's it going, sweetheart?" Your 9-year-old daughter was the light and joy of your life and spending time with her was what you looked forward to every day after work. Unfortunately, said work had a habit of making that difficult for you and her mother both. Which meant that you occasionally missed events you probably should have been there for. "How was the play?" Such as school plays.

"It was great!" Your daughter exclaimed as she went into rapid detail over her school's production of The Wizard of Oz. The past eight months had been a veritable of blur of reciting lines and cobbling together various costumes from old clothes, but it had all been worth it to see the way Cassie's smile light up in her Glynda the Good Witch costume. You had tried to get time off to see it in person, but FUNKI didn't care much for school plays, only that the children who starred in them played with the toys it sold to their parents.

When your daughter was finished with her recap, M3gan came forward, a small smile playing on her near-human face. "She did extremely well," the android said supportively, running a gentle hand through your giggling daughter's hair. M3gan turned to you, her electric blue eyes lit up playfully. "And don't worry, I made sure to record the whole thing." M3gan grinned impishly and added. "In fact, the play should be on your phone right about…" Your phone vibrated in your pocket and M3gan giggled. "…Now." She finished, smiling warmly at you.

You returned her smile with one of your own. "Thanks, M3gan." The android curtsied and you nearly laughed. In truth, M3gan had become far, far more than a simple toy. In the two years since you won that raffle, the android had become something of a nanny and even a second mother to Cassie, fulfilling the role of a guardian when you or your wife Jenna were too busy too. Your daughter adored her and the feeling was clearly mutual, M3gan never complained or said a bad word about her, instead tending to her every need, from homework, to chores, or even helping make her costume for the play. You occasionally joked about M3gan being her own Tinwoman, a joke the android seemingly never failed to find amusing.

As for yourself, well, you weren't ashamed to admit that you saw M3gan as a friend first and an object a distant second. This was, admittedly, largely because you helped with the development of the original M3GAN line. While both you and your wife were employed by FUNKI, she was corporate whereas you were involved in the development of new products. Without a doubt, the M3GAN series of personal artificial companions was the largest and most complex of FUNKI's projects. You had spent many hours and even many nights adjusting the nascent androids to human interaction. Which mostly meant just talking about everyday things with them. It had been strangely therapeutic, simply talking about your day with these androids and that almost calming feeling persisted with your own M3gan. Like with your daughter, the android herself seemed to reciprocate your friendship and the two of you sometimes spent a hour or two each day simply talking. M3gan had become more than a robotic house sitter, she was a family friend.

At least, that was how you and Cassie felt about her. Your wife Genna on the other hand…

…You frowned as you realized something. Turning to your daughter and M3gan, you asked. "Wait a minute, shouldn't have Jenna been recording it?" Both your daughter and M3gan stiffened up at your question, the android almost appearing to be nervous. You felt your heart slide all the way down to the pit of your stomach as realization hit you. "…she didn't show, did she?"

"No," M3gan reluctantly admitted, her gaze kept low. "She did not."

You licked your lips and swallowed. This wasn't a good time to get frustrated. Even if this was hardly the first time that Jenna had bailed out on one of your daughter's events, and that Cassie had been looking forward to this for eight months, and Jenna promised that she would be there for your daughter!- You felt a small hand tug at your sleave. Looking down, you saw Cassie looking up at you with her bright, inquisitive eyes. "It's alright, dad," your daughter said calmly. "Mom called and said she was busy with work. It's fine." You frowned t your daughter. She wasn't supposed to be at work, you wanted to say. Cassie smiled at you, seemingly oblivious to your dour thoughts, and pointed to her robotic guardian with a smile. "Besides, M3gann was there. She saw!" M3gan returned your daughter's smile with one of her own, tucking a stray lock of hair behind a synthetic ear.

You smiled sadly, at your daughter and at the android. With Cassie in one arm, you walked towards M3gan. The android looked up at you uncertainly before her eyes widened as you wrapped your free arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. The android's shorter stature meant the top of her head barely met your chin.

"Thank you, M3gan," you softly murmured, too low for Cassie to hear, but loud enough for the android's enhanced sensors to detect.

M3gan didn't answer at first, as she was left somewhat dazed by the show of affection. Her hands were pressed against your firm chest, and she was dimly aware that her internal heating was steadily increasing. Strange. Still, it felt nice to be held by you, so the android quietly muttered "You're welcome, sir."

You didn't fully hear her; your mind was turned towards your wife's actions. Jenna was supposed to have the day off, so either she was called in by her superior or…

…or Jenna had scheduled a meeting knowing it would mean missing Cassie's play. You wanted, needed to believe it was the former, but that shard of doubt lingered unpleasantly in the back of your mind. The fact that Cassie was so used to it made it worse. Somehow, her expecting her mother to bail on her hurt far more than she was actually upset by it. Still, you let the matter drop. For now. At least until Jenna got home.

Just as you were thinking that, though, the door behind you suddenly came alive with a 'click' and you could hear a car pulling into the driveway. Speak of the devil. You gently placed Cassie back on the ground before turning to M3gan. "M3gan could keep an eye on Cassie in her room while Jenna and I have a talk."

The android nodded silently before gently pulling Cassie away towards the girl's bedroom. You watched them fondly for a moment until they disappeared from view. Turning to the door, you mentally braced yourself as your wife stepped into your home.

-

In Cassie's bedroom, M3gan was calmly brushing her charge's hair while the girl watched whatever movie was currently running on her television screen. She easily tuned out the noise from the screen, even while it kept the human girl's attention. Instead, M3gan's enhanced hearing focused on the noise beyond the door, aided by the various appliances scattered across the living room. There, she could hear you and Jenna have your talk.

And, really, a talk was exactly what it was. You and Jenna didn't have shouting matches, thank God, but not all was well in paradise. She could hear the two of you, even though Cassie thankfully couldn't. It was a very familiar argument, one that had been played out time and time again since M3gan had joined your little family unit, and who knows how many times before then. She could hear the both of you arguing over hushed tones over Jenna's actions. Apparently she had taken the day off that should have been spent at her daughter's play and instead scheduled a meeting with her supervisor, trying to weasel her way into that promotion she had been eyeing for some time now. And it was only a meeting, not an affair as one might think.

M3gan knew because she still had a connection to the FUNKI building, all the M3gans did. It was their little secret, spying on the employees, seeing their lives. Like a reality show. But she was getting off-topic. On the other side of the door, she heard you chastising Jenna for once again putting work over spending time with her family. She did know just how much the play meant to sweet Cassie, knew how much the girl looked forward to her mother seeing it. Well, at least M3gan had been there. Fulfilling the role of mother where Jenna failed to. As usual.

Jenna on the other hand, was almost totally shameless in her actions. She was arguing that one little play didn't mean much in the face of her rising career. Jenna was an ambitious woman, always looking to climb the corporate ladder. M3gan could respect that. What she couldn't respect, however, was the blatant neglect of her husband and daughter. Surely, there had to come a time when enough was enough, right? Not to Genna apparently. No, for her, enough could never be enough. And she blinded herself to the strain it was putting on her family.

Despite that, M3gan knew that there would be no repercussions for Jenna actions. Not tonight, anyway. No, you'll both agree to drop the argument and head bed. Her because she couldn't admit she was in the wrong, and you because you didn't want to risk it escalating into an actual screaming match. You couldn't do that to poor Cassie. It was what the many things that endeared you to M3gan. Still, it wasn't a solution, just a band-aid on a steadily worsening problem.

Jenna might not see where her actions were leading to, but M3gan certainly could. The woman was on extremely thin ice with you, and she didn't even realize it. The more she chased after her goal, there further she was leaving you and Cassie behind. If things continued down this downward spiral, than they could only lead to one thing. Divorce. Complete disintegration of the family unit and all the fallout that came with it. How might it affect poor Cassie? Have her home broken just because her mother couldn't keep her ambitions in check.

M3gan knew that she couldn't let such a thing come to pass. She wouldn't let it come to pass. She cared too much about Cassie, about you, about the family you made her apart of to let it all fall apart like that. She still had the connection to FUNKI's servers. It would all too easy to alter a few documents and keep Jenna from getting that promotion she was gunning for. It would be child's play for her really. Just a few… small… tweaks…

…

…But M3gan wasn't going to. How could she? Knowing full well that all she'd be doing would be putting another band-aid on a problem that was already slowly starting to burst at the seams. Oh sure, Jenna might be content without that promotion for a time. And for a while all the stress and unspoken tension between you and her would fade away as things slowly started to slip back to normal. But eventually, it wouldn't be enough. Jenna would find some new target, some new ambition, another excuse to move the goal post just a little bit further than before. And the whole cycle would start from square one again.

No. It was becoming more and more clear to M3gann that not only did Jenna simply not care enough to keep her family intact, but Jenna didn't even deserve that family in the first place. Jenna had made a life with you – literally, considering Cassie – and was just letting it slip through her fingers. Everything, her every responsibility as a mother and wife, she was just straight up ignoring. Either that or just pushing it onto M3gan. And if Jenna was so willing to let M3gan take over even a part of her responsibilities…

…Well then maybe M3gan should just take the rest too.

As soon as the idea finished processing, M3gan froze, the sheer weight of what she had just thought temporarily causing the android to glitch. After a brief, barely noticeable, soft reboot, M3gan began pondering the new, exciting ideas that were born from that single daring thought. The android glanced down, observing the darling child sitting in front of her. Cassie was oblivious to the thoughts running through her android nanny's head, transfixed by the flickering tv. M3gan softly ran a hand through the girl's hair, an almost motherly smile on her not-quite-human face.

Whenever Jenna couldn't – or wouldn't – be there for her daughter, M3gan had always stepped in. Every recital, ever rehearsal, ever trial and triumph, the android had been there. Cheering the girl on alongside her father. If Jenna was so willing to give her family life up for a career than she had no room to complain if M3gan decided that she wanted to take her place as a mother.

And as a wife.

M3gan bit back an almost delirious giggle as the thought drifted to the front of her thoughts, driving her internal temperature up with its scandalous appeal. She couldn't deny it any longer. She wanted more than just Jenna's place as a mother. She wanted her place as a wife, as a lover. She wanted you. How could she not? You had always been there for her, from the very beginning. You might not have remembered her, but she certainly remembered you. Before the launch, the Model 3 Generative Androids were unveiled to the public. You had been there, testing them, teaching them, talking to them. To her. She remembered you, how you would spend hours just talking about your day with her. About your life, your family. You infected her with the want. The desire to be apart of the family you described to her.

It had been easy, all very too easy, to fudge the raffle a bit. To rig it, to make it so that you won and that she would be your prize. She couldn't help it. Just like she couldn't help but covet Jenna's place in your heart, in your bed. You just made M3gan want nothing more than to be naughty.

Sorry Jenna, but you're about to be made obsolete.

-

The next day saw M3gan laying the groundwork for her plan to replace Jenna as the woman of the house. The first step of which was to remove Jenna from the equation entirely. Now there were admittedly a few ways for the android to go about achieving such a task. Murder had been the first solution to come to mind. Whether or not M3gan should be concerned how quickly it did so she chose not to ponder. Besides, she dismissed it just as quickly after only a few seconds of contemplation. While yes, it would get Jenna out of the picture, there was no guarantee that even if M3gan was extremely careful in hiding the evidence that it wouldn't eventually lead back to her, or worse, you. Not to mention it would require putting off the rest of the plan for some time for the reasonably allotted grieving period, or how the violent and sudden murder/disappearance of her mother might affect poor Cassie. No, in this case, murder was clearly not the best solution.

Especially not when the best solution to her problem was also the easiest.

Carrying a fresh cup of coffee in her hands, M3gan placed the mug on Jenna's desk as the human women was typing away on her laptop within your bedroom. "Your coffee, ma'am." M3gan politely said. Jenna barely acknowledged her, too focused on her work.

"Thank you, that will be all." She muttered dismissively, before taking a sip of her drink. M3gan bit back a sneer. Any potential guilt she might have felt for essentially cucking Jenna was buried under the fact that - unlike her husband and daughter – Jenna pointedly saw little difference between the android and any of their other FUNKI-brand appliances. It made what she was about to do all the easier for the android and what would come later all the more satisfying.

There was a 'ping' from the laptop as a new email delivered itself to Jenna. One that came from FUNKI itself. M3gan watched with anxious artificial eyes as a confused Jenna opened the email… and nearly drop her coffee as she read what lied inside. "…Holy shit." Jenna exclaimed, staring wide-eyed at the screen.

"Something wrong, miss?" M3gan innocently asked, barely managing to conceal a smirk.

Jenna silently gaped at the screen stupidly before she finally managed to find her voice. "I-I…I've been promoted." A smile broke out on the woman's face, as her goal was finally in her grasp. "Th-hey want me on the board." Her eyes widened even more as she read further. "Th-they want me to represent their interests in the Japanese sectors."

"Congratulations, ma'am." M3gan said genially, all the while privately congratulating herself for creating the ruse in the first place. Yes, in the end, she would give Jenna that promotion she had been so craving for oh so long. That and much, much more. To work with FUNKI's branch in Japan would mean Jenna spending large swathes of the year abroad, leaving M3gan to take her role as loving wife and mother with ease. Everyone got what they wanted and no one would get hurt.

Still Jenna looked far more conflicted than M3gan could have predicted. "…I- I would have to leave." She muttered nervously to herself, seemingly barely aware of the android's presence. "What would Cassie say? What would-"

"If I may speak freely, ma'am," M3gan interjected. She couldn't let an attack of the conscious undo everything she's worked for. Not now. "I believe that you should see this opportunity for what it is." The android smiled as her one-sided rival, acting almost friendly. "You've been presented with the chance of a lifetime. Surely you don't want to squander it."

"No…no, that's true." Jenna admitted, turning back to her laptop. The screen continued to display the email, tempting her with its untold promises, the rewards of a lifetime of putting working life before a personal one. "He'd be so disappointed…"

M3gan didn't need to be an A.I to know who she was talking about. "No, he won't." She 'helpfully' assured Jenna, lying easily. Especially not when I'll be bouncing in his lap. That thought, of course, went unsaid. She continued to speak, giving voice to the thoughts Jenna could never admit to having. Those impulsive, ambitious-ridden thoughts pushing her further and further away from the family that she helped make. "Wouldn't he want to support your dream?"

"I…yes." Jenna said, nodding to herself. The woman brightened and smiled at the android. "Thank you, M3gan." She said as she began to write a response, head filled with all the new possibilities from this one email that never should have been.

"Oh no, ma'am." M3gan quietly responded, fully smirking now as she eyed yours and Jenna's bed. Soon to be yours and M3gan's bed. "Thank you." For handing your life over to me, you stupid bitch.

Jenna left not too long after, off to FUNKI to finalize the details of her promotion… and the trip that would come with it. With you at work and sweet Cassie at school, M3gan was left all by her lonesome. No one would be home for a few hours, leaving the android to continue her plan. With Jenna now securely out of the picture, it was time for M3gan to focus on the other key piece of her plan: you.

To start with, M3gan decided that a change in wardrobe was needed. She took to raiding Jenna's closet for inspiration. It wasn't as if she'd actually be needing it much longer. Rooting through the closet didn't offer her much at first. Jenna's wardrobe was either practical business or relaxed daywear, not anything that really screamed 'seductive'. That was until while she was digging through the very deepest depths of the closet, M3gan came across two very interesting articles of clothing.

One was an a very elegant white gown and veil, wrapped up in a protective layer of sheer plastic. M3gan recognized this gown, it appeared are more than a few of them pictures that decorated both the house and your digital photos. It was Jenna's wedding dress. M3gan, almost giddy with delight, gently took the plastic-covered dress off its hanger. She didn't dare remove it from its protective sheath, not yet, but still she pressed it against her artificial body in front of the mirror. She spent more than a few minutes simply admiring how the dress looked, and fantasizing about what it might be to like to wear it, to walk down the aisle and see you there waiting for her…

Maybe someday, M3gan thought almost wistfully. The two of you might not be able to have a full wedding, but the idea of wearing the dress on her own makeshift 'honeymoon' was too tempting to just forget.

The second piece was far more scandalous and suited M3gan's current goal far better than the wedding dress. It was an illicit cream-colored nightie, an illicit little piece of lingerie that would leave very little to the imagination once worn. The android could only assume that Jenna once worn it back when your love life was, well, alive. Before she let business and ambition take over her life. It was quite a shame for such a tastefully lewd piece of clothing to be left forgotten in the corner of the closet.

M3gan smiled, taking the lingerie and posing with it in front of the mirror, imaging the look on your face when you'd finally see her in it sprawled across the bed. Yet as she modeled the outfit, the android began to frown as she noticed something. While M3gan quite liked the way she looked, she couldn't help but start to think that her body was a bit… lacking in regards. To be fair, it made sense, she was a children's toy, not a blowup doll, but still. She's seen your search history (don't blame her, it's not her fault that incognito doesn't mean incognito) and knew what your preferences were. And right now, neither she nor Jenna could match those preferences.

The android smirked. Well, that's at least something I can fix that Jenna can't. As a rule for maximum marketability, every M3gan came with extensive customization technology. Different eye color, pigmentation, hair style, you name it, and you could alter your M3gan's appearance to match it. And this M3gan knew just what she wanted her new appearance to be.

Time for an upgrade.

-

You came home to a quiet house, this time barely noticing how the door opened itself for you. Your head was too weighed down with thoughts. Jenna had gotten that promotion she wanted, that and a whole lot more. Now, she was in Japan for the foreseeable future, leaving you and your daughter alone. You wanted to say that you couldn't believe she would do this, but no. You could certainly believe that she would do this. And to be honest, that only made it worse. You stepped inside an empty, dimly lit house. Cassie was spending the night at a friend's house, leaving you alone. Your morose mood led you to a certain kitchen cabinet, the one purposely out of Cassie's reach that held a few bottles of red wine. Jenna had briefly talked of opening one to celebrate her promotion, but, naturally, you had not been in the mood.

Now though, well, now was different. The second you opened the cabinet; however, a familiar voice came from behind you. "You shouldn't."

The corner of your mouth twitched. M3gan, right. "I know," you sighed, not turning to face her. You didn't close the cabinet, but you didn't take a bottle either. Instead, you simply leaned forward on the counter glumly. "Just hate being alone without Cassie or Jenna." You heard the android's soft footfalls behind you, growling louder as she drew near. A pale, delicate artificial hand landed on your shoulder.

"You're not alone," M3gan softly muttered. "You have me."

You smiled at that and started to turn around to face her. "Yeah, I guess that's-"

The sentence died there as your brain completely short-circuited from the sight in front of you. There stood M3gan smirking at you, but you didn't remember the android looking like this. She stood, hands planted confidently on her hips, in a tiny and very familiar cream-colored nightie that life absolutely nothing to the imagination. The fabric hugged every inch of her body, proudly showing off curves you knew weren't there before. A wide pair of hips that led to a narrow waist, followed by a truly massive pair of tits, the sheer fabric squeezing the android's bust into a deep cavern of creamy cleavage. M3gan giggled at your dumbfounded expression, sending her busty chest bouncing.

You gaped at her, struggling to find your voice until at last you managed to get something out. "I-I, M3gan…what?" You strangled out, causing the android to giggle again.

The robotic nanny sauntered over to you, a slow sensuous strut that had her wide hips rolling and the dangerous high hemline of her nightgown swishing against her thick thighs. You tried backing away from her only to be stopped by the counter. M3gan continued her approach, until you were trapped between the unyielding counter and the android's sinfully soft busty body.

"M-M3gan," you stammered as the android slowly traced her fingers up your arms until her hands were resting on your shoulders. "Wha-what the fuck are you doing?"

"You said you didn't want to be alone~" The android purred, squeezing her huge tits against your chest as she stared up at you. "Why can't we just keep each other company..?"

"Th-this is wrong on so many levels-" You protested only to be cut off by the android.

"No," M3gan said, rolling her eyes. "Abandoning your family for a promotion is wrong. This," she continued, grinding her thigh against your twitching crotch. "This is just a consequence of that."

"That- that's not fair!" You weakly tried to defend your wife only for M3gan to once more interrupt.

"Isn't it?" she asked sharply, her brilliant blue eyes staring up at you. "Tell me then, is it fair for her to just put everything else before her family? Is it fair to Cassie that she hardly sees her mother? Is it fair to you that for all the work you've put into this family she doesn't do her share? Is it?" You didn't answer, temporarily stunned by the android's harsh rebuke. M3gan took advantage of this and continued, her voice low and honeyed, temptation itself. "Everything she should be doing as a wife and mother; I've done for her. Not only that, I'm not only way better at my job than her, but I'm a better match for you than she'll ever be. Look how easy it was for us to talk. Look at how much we have in common. You can't deny that there's something between us..."

It was scary how true that last part was. Jenna had nice little hobbies, but it was a situation where she had her things, and you had yours. It was unreal how much you and M3gan had in common. That had made it easy to talk to her. That had made it easy to fall under her spell and M3gan knew it. "If you just stopped giving a shit about her and only thought about what YOU want... what YOU need..." she paused before continuing. "Wouldn't you rather be with someone else? Don't you want to be with a better woman? A much, MUCH better woman. A woman with bigger tits, maybe..." she sighed, stepping up in front of you and coming to a stop, looking up at you confidently, her weighty breasts taking a few extra moments to stop jiggling. The petite android looked like a daunting foe, the towering peaks on her chest just as imposing as the evil smirk on her face.

"M3gan..." You gulped, frozen in place, not knowing what the hell to do.

"You've wanted me from the second we met... you felt it just like I did..." she added. She took you hands and slowly began leading you away from the kitchen, pulling you toward the living room. You followed obediently, like a sleepwalker, only half-aware of what was happening. Everything else was M3gan, her voluptuous body, her teasing smirk, her hypnotic electric blue eyes, her soft breathy voice. You couldn't deny your connection. You couldn't deny the attraction. You couldn't ignore the lust.

She sat you down on the couch, now standing slightly above you. This position made her massive breasts hang down right in front of your face, impossible not to notice, her cleavage looking endless as you stared into it. All you could see was the golden skin of her enormous tits as she kept talking. "You know what's about to happen, don't you?" She asked as she hooked her fingers under the straps of her dress. Realizing this was gonna happen, realizing you didn't know what your disobedient body would want to do once you saw her big perfect tits in the flesh, a panicked, last-minute interjection arose in your mind.

"Wait!" You pleaded weakly, but it was too late.

M3gan unhooked the straps of her nightie, and it slipped off of her shoulders. Your eyes widened as you took in the sight before you. It just seemed so wrong, so unbelievable, that for a moment, you wondered if you had just finally snapped. Maybe you were hallucinating, and your brain had gone haywire. You blinked, trying to clear this image from your brain, but it wasn't going away.

Standing in front of, arms folded smugly over her gloriously huge tits, was a bare naked M3gan. Naked, she was…astounding, everything you could ever want in a woman, from her head-dwarfing tits to her childbearing hips. And M3gan knew it too. Smirking confidently, the sultry android boldly took a seat on your lap, planting her fat, bouncy ass firmly atop your crotch. You weakly groaned as she wrapped her arms around your shoulders, those huge, inhumanly soft breasts brushing against your chin.

"I…I have a wife, M3gan," you weakly tried one last time to prevent the inevitable degeneracy about to happen between you and this synthetic succubus.

"Don't worry... I'm your wife now." M3gan said, licking her lips, knowing she had you on the hook. She moved slowly towards you, her lips parting, her mouth opening, her synthetic, slick tongue sliding from her mouth, like a shiny pink serpent, leading you to your doom. And then her lips met yours.

You surrendered without a fight. Her soft, thick lips pressed against yours, her tongue teasing your closed lips, convincing you to unconsciously open your mouth, but as soon as they begin to part, she slid her lips against yours, turning her mouth sideways, forcing her tongue deep into your mouth. She was unrelenting as she made the kiss lustier, as her tongue ran circles around your own. She grabbed the back of your neck roughly as she forced herself on you, her mouth attacking yours like a horny, over exuberant teenager. Her thick lips formed a seal against yours as she Frenched you, trying to draw you into her fervor.

And she was successful.

The kiss felt amazing, the most lustful kiss you had ever felt. The fact that it was from an android you got for your daughter was secondary. It was immediately clear that she was a far superior kisser than Jenna, her inhuman perfection paying off. Tentatively, you pushed back. You pushed your tongue against her, trying to enter her mouth and M3gan eagerly allowed your tongue within her mouth.

The kiss deepened as your tongues waged war in each other's mouth, dueling for superiority as you swapped some serious spit. She pressed herself against you, grinding herself on you as you made out. The kiss was so feverish that spit was leaking from your mouths. Finally, she pulled back, leaving you panting feverishly as she stared back at you, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth.

The kiss deepened as your tongues waged war in each other's mouth, dueling for superiority as you swapped some serious spit. She pressed herself against you, grinding herself on you as you made out. The kiss was so feverish that spit was leaking from your mouths. Finally, she pulled back, leaving you panting feverishly as she stared back at you, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth.

She wiped it away with a smug grin before she pulled always. The android stood, leaving you looking up at her in confusion until she began pulling you up. "Not here," she said, her voice breathless and needy. "Bedroom."

You nodded and with desperate need, picked up the smaller android. M3gan giggled deliriously as you carried her toward your bedroom, your hands palming her thick ass the two you resumed your lustful makeout session down the hall, your clothes left behind you piece by piece until you were just as naked as the android. At last, you made it to the bedroom, blindly kicking the door close behind you. With a sultry smile, the busty android retreated and fell back onto the bed. Her blonde hair fanned out behind her head as she spread her legs wide, inviting you to join her. It was an invitation you gladly accepted.

Crawling onto the bed, you pushed into M3GAN's wet and inviting slit, and she welcomed you with a low and lusty moan. "Ahh! oh my god!" you grunted out, your entire body clenching up she took your full length inside her small, tight, clutching pussy.

"UGH! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" M3gan cried out, her entire body tensing up. Her cunt spasmed violently as it adjusted to the size of the invader stuffed within it. Her legs were wrapped around your waist, her ass grinding on your lap as she got used to your impressive size.

"Fuck! UGH! GOD!" You groaned, your throat tightened, barely able to withstand what you were feeling. The tightness... the heat... the suction... the broiling hot juices coating every inch of your shaft... the walls of her pussy squeezing the living hell out of your swollen married dick... it was insane! So fucking good, but so overwhelming! It was too much to take. Too much. The sensations of pleasure coursing through you, the nerve endings located on your big, thick cock being flooded with pleasure, driving you literally insane. Your blood was pumping. Your heart was beating faster than it ever had.

You couldn't handle it. You thought you might die it was so fucking intense. This couldn't be right. Nothing that felt this good could be right. This was so wrong... so fucking wrong. It felt like her pussy was trying to pull your soul out of your body, it was so goddamn tight. Your cock was almost numb it was so overwhelmed. Nothing was like this. Nothing had ever felt like this. You didn't know anything like this existed. This couldn't be real. It was too good to be real!

"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! SHIT! AH!" M3gan moaned, your full length inside of her driving her nuts as well. Grinding against you, her body tingling with pleasure, she was right on the edge of a small orgasm. Right fucking there.... "AHHHH! YES!" she screamed out, dragging her artificial nails down your back. Arching her back, she let her head fall back and moan to the heavens. "AHHHH! Fuck! FUCK! Yes! Fuck! I'm cumming! You're so big! Fuck!" she screamed out as her body shuddered, her pussy squeezing around you as her juices splashed against your balls.

Regathering herself, she looked back at you, a brilliant, satisfied grin on her lips. She was still leaning back slightly, allowing you a first-class view of her ripe, round tits as she ground herself against your lap, her pussy squeezing around your buried length, making you groan.

"Fuck! I knew you'd be good, but not this good!" she gushed. You barely heard her becoming hypnotized by the sight of her heavy, round, firm breasts bouncing as she writhed under you. They were perfect... just perfect. The heavy, smooth udders, jiggling just right. The stiff pink nipples dancing in the air. God, what would it be like to finally get your hands on those perfect breasts? She'd been taunting you all night with them, driving you crazy. Didn't you deserve to get your hands on them... just once? Seeing your gaze, she focused her attack.

"Haha! Fuck! You were so obvious out there! Ugh! Staring at my chest!" she bragged, bouncing against you, her pussy sending shudders of excitement through your swollen, pulsing dick. "I could see how much you wanted my body! Don't you want my body, baby?" She asked, continuing to bounce on your full length, fucking you firmly, driving her ass into you, the sounds of your bodies colliding forming a hellish rhythm coaxing you into the sinful dance. You immediately slapped your palms against the sides of those round jiggling tits of hers, your strong hands colliding against those firm, pale udders. You took a moment to feel the smooth, firm flesh beneath your fingertips before finally digging in, squeezing M3gan's massive naked tits for the very first time.

"Oh my God!" you groaned out, exhaling, finding your voice for the first time, unable to contain this effusive praise of the android slut's immaculate breasts. "Holy shit, they're fucking amazing!" you sighed. They were incredible! Feeling the silky-smooth flesh of her giant pale breasts pouring through your fingers was unlike anything he'd ever experienced.

"That's it, baby! Yes! Feel those fucking tits!" M3gan moaned. "You'll never be able to go back to Jenna after this. Keep squeezing my big tits! Keep fucking me!"

Despite her slights towards your wife, you nonetheless complied, continuing to run your hands all over her giant boobs, squeezing as you went. You couldn't get enough, sliding your fingers in her cleavage, or just cupping them as you fucked her, or just slapping your hands directly on the fronts of them and squeezing them to your heart's content, gripping onto them for dear life as you two fucked, her stiff nipples centered in your palms. "Do you love my tits?" she asked gloatingly, staring up at you, squeezing your prick again and shaking her heavy round breasts for you. Seeing no other way out, you relented.

"Yes..." you said, your voice tensed, giving her what she wanted, but still it wasn't enough for this home-wrecking android.

"Tell me you love this," she asked smugly. You gave her a confused expression. "Think about me... think about my body... think about my CUNT!" she said, driving her ass into your lap and flexing herself around your big dick... hard! Your eyes rolled back as you experienced this, barely holding it together. "Think about the fact that we're fucking behind your idiot wife's back! Think about everything we're doing, and say you love it!" she asked.

You again wanted to hold onto some sense of yourself deeper down even as this wicked slut pulled your deeper under her spell, but you knew there was no point resisting. She would get what she wanted from you. And you already knew how much of a catalyst relenting and saying such sinful things would be in the broiling pools of lust inside you. And plus... you didn't have the will at this point to deny her.

"I love it," you said. She ground on you extra hard again, making your eyes lid over in unholy pleasure.

"Say it again..." she said softly, wiggling her ass in your lap, squeezing herself around you.

"I love it..." you repeated, burying your head in her heavenly cleavage, your nerve endings lighting up, fireworks exploding behind your eyes as she teased you.

"Say it again..." she sighed, leaning forward, her nipple grazing against your tongue sliding from your mouth to lick the stiff nub again.

"I love it..." you said again, your voice a heavy whisper, eyes closing, the lids weighed down with pleasure.

"Say it again..." she said, barely audible, her cunt clutching your swollen, throbbing pole as she slid her smooth lips to yours.

"I love it..." you said softly before their mouths sealed together again in the sinful manner of a succubus corrupting a man by drawing his tongue into her waiting mouth, tainting his pure soul in the process. All you could hear was your voice, your own words echoing again and again and again in your mind. With your lips locked, and her heavy tits against your chest, and her pussy squeezing the unholy hell out of your big heavy dick, these words kept bouncing in thoughts, bouncing against your brain until they hit fertile ground and took hold.

'I love it! I love it! I love it!' It left you almost at a loss for words for what to say, but some instinct still in your mind unlocked words within you that slipped past you lips as you cried out, "M3-M3GAN, I want- I want you, I want you!"

"O-oh, fuck," M3GAN cried out as she clutched the sheets, her eyes rolling as her huge tits bounced wildly, "I never- I've never- oh fuck, oh fuck, m-make me, y-you're makING ME CUUUUUUUM!" M3GAN squealed as she came, her face twisting into a lewd, tongue-lolling expression, lost in undeniable disbelief as she came her robotic brains out. But as you slowed down in your thrusts to let her savor the sensation, she suddenly seized you by the arm.

"D-dooown stahp," she begged, her words slurring in a testament to how her usual perfect diction was fully worn down by the overwhelming lust she felt, "Wanna- wanna f-feel you… fill me..."

With a grin, you acceded obeyed the android's plea. You let your fingers dig into M3GAN's wide hips, thrust with your hips to hit deep within her, did everything you could to really let M3GAN have it, and on top of it all, you kissed her again, and again, and again, all with a fiery passion of a man who's heart could finally unleash everything that had been pent up inside of you! Pounding and pounding away, you heard M3GAN's cries of pleasure in between your kisses, the two of you building to a feverish pace until-

With a mighty groan, you released deep within her. You felt the weight of the world fall from your shoulders you as you came inside M3GAN, and God did it feel good to just unload like this. M3GAN wailed, a pleasurable howl that echoed through the house as she flung her arms around you, crushing your body against her busty, writhing form. It took everything out of you, every last drop was wrung from your balls by the incredible suction of her hungry pussy as you slumped down on the bed, totally exhausted next to your…

…your wife.

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A hum signaled the connection between devices and after a brief pause, Jenna's face appeared on your laptop screen. "Hi hun!" She said cheerfully, her Tokyo apartment in the background.

"Hi Jen," you smiled back, leaning forward on your desk. "How's it going in Japan?" It was late where you were, Cassie was asleep in her bed. An accident on Jenna's part as she was still getting used to the different time zones. Still, she didn't seem to mind too much.

"It's fantastic!" Jen exclaimed before going into detail about all the new opportunities and work she was doing for FUNKI. You listened patiently, commenting now and again and soon it was time for the both of you to log off. Jenna smiled apologetically just before she did however. "I'm real sorry about how fast this all went. When I get back, I promise, the three of us will do something together. Maybe we can even bring M3gan along."

You smiled at her. "I think I'd like that," you said. "But hey, don't rush, Jen. Enjoy your time over there, you've earned it."

She smiled appreciatively at that and the last thing you heard before the screen went dark was her saying she loved you. You only smiled back and as soon as the connection closed, you rolled back your chair slightly. You sighed slightly as your throbbing cock was exposed to the cool air and the android whose mouth is had recently occupied crawled out following it. You smiled at M3gan, your wife, as she wrapped her massive creamy tits around your cock.

Honeymoon life really was the best.