My Life As A Teenage Robot Porn Story: chapter02

Chapter 2

Whoo, almost finished! sighed Sheldon, wiping the sweat
from his brow with his sleeve. Sheldon loved tinkering with robotics, but it
could be hot work sometimes, especially in his poorly ventilated garage.
Ahem… workshop. Tightening his grip on his screwdriver, Sheldon carefully
reattached the faceplate of his greatest creation ever, the Silver Shell. The
Shell’s face looked back at him expressionlessly, little more then an overly
sophisticated statue at the moment. But that would soon change.

Excellent work Sheldon! praised Sheldon’s new mentor, Mrs.
Nora Wakeman. Those punks at the robotics expo won’t stand a chance against SS
here… The scholarship is as good as yours. Mrs. Wakeman climbed up the
ladder to join Sheldon on the scaffolding behind their project, and handed
Sheldon a small black electronic component about the size and shape of a deck
of cards trailing numerous wires out the edges. With care Sheldon pried open
the back of Silver Shell’s head and inserted the component, delicately
attaching all the wires to the necesary parts of Silver Shell’s motor control
portion of his electronic brain. A shame, really, that a fully self-aware
personality couldn’t be programmed in time. mused Mrs. Wakeman. But you can’t
rush something like that. And this remote control chip should serve just as well.
Well enough to stomp the competition, at least. Sheldon grinned at the
thought. Can you imagine if he was sentient? With all the modifications we
made, Shellhead here could probably even give Jenny a run for her money.
Sheldon mentally ran through a short list of the improvements Mrs. Wakeman had
helped him make… increased strength, an arsenal of close combat weapons and
tools, high-powered lasers connected to the eye sockets, and a much expanded
fuel supply. Mrs. Wakeman had even let him install a prototype of a personal
force field generator that she had been working on, though that one still had
some bugs in it. They were unable to install a compliment of missiles like XJ9
was equipped with (because of regulations of the robotics expo competition) but
it hardly mattered… Silver Shell would be fighting other garage constructed
robots, not space invaders.

Speaking of Jenny; have you decided how to let her know?
She’s going to find out sooner or later, when she sees her crush competing at
the expo. Sheldon winced slightly, slouching over. I’ve tried to tell her,
really… it just never seems like the right time. She’s always racing off to
blast a meteor or she’s down about her lack of popularity with the kids. I just
need to find the perfect moment. Mrs. Wakeman gave her best stern mother
frown. Come now Sheldon, you’ve had all summer to pick your moment. Sooner or
later you’re just going to have to straighten your spine, take a deep breath,
and tell her the truth about Silver Shell. Wakeman began climbing down the
stepladder to get to the ground, continuing her lecture. She’ll probably even
be relieved. Now she’ll know the reasons behind Shell’s odd behavior around
her.

Yeahhh… yeah you’re right. gaining confidence, Sheldon
spoke with more volume Enough’s enough… I’ll tell her today when she gets
out of school. Mrs. Wakeman smiled proudly Glad to hear it.

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Jenny Wakeman was disgruntled, uncomfortable, and feeling
vulnerable. Which is exactly how Brit Crust, fashion diva and lead snob of all
Tremorton High, wanted things. The first day of school was often largely a
formality; the teachers assigned seating arrangements, took roll call and
sorted out the students who were in the wrong classes, and announced their
syllabus for the coming semester. Which left the students plenty of time to get
reacquaintedand share their stories of
the summer. For the last twenty minutes Brit had the rest of the girls eating
out of the palm of her hand with a vivid retelling of how herself and her
cousin Tiff had been picked up by various hotties and studs over the
summer, during their high-octane tour of all the coolest bars, dance clubs,
lounges, and discotheques. They weren’t quite old enough yet, but a fake I.D.
and recently developed figures could work wonders, not to mention what flashing
a bit of cash added. Their hangers-on listened in rapt fascination as Brit
exaggerated her stories, making them gasp when she revealed a juicy detail,
then left them wanting more when she left the best parts of the story purposely
vague. If nothing else could be said for Brittany Crust, she was an expert at
manipulating an audience.

And now her favorite nemesis had arrived. Perfect. Yet
another opportunity to assert her dominance of the school’s social ladder by
reminding the lowest rung of why she’s there. Hello there Jennifer. Brit
began icily. Did you have a good summer? Tiff and I were just discussing all
the fun we had (pause) …becoming women. Though I suppose we should change the
topic now that you’re here, don’t you think Tiff? This isn’t a conversation for
young, sensitive ears like Jenny’s. Tiff cackled as she often did, reveling in
her cousin’s agility with words. Sure is cuz. We wouldn’t want to upset little
miss Wakeman, would we?

Jenny had expected something like this. So you got some
older boys to buy you drinks. Big deal. My mom let me have two whole glasses of
ethanol last new year’s eve. Brit and Tiff exchanged a quick glance and
sinister smirk. Oh, boys are good for a lot more then just drinks, eh Tiff?
retorted Brit. Tiff chuckled lewdly, adding oh, fo’ sure they are! I
especially liked that one fella with the sideburns… mmmm, he had just the
right equipment to get my motor runnin’! The rest of the girls gathered
around giggled and snickered, Jenny obviously left out of the joke. Equipment?
Motor? What are you two talking about? asked Jenny, growing irritated.

Why, sex, Jennifer… we’re talking about sex.
answered Brit in a hushed voice, not wanting her words to carry to any nearby
teachers. Jenny could only stare blankly. A quick run through her internal
dictionary came up blank… zero information on this sex. Brit noticed
Jenny’s confused look and had to choke back a burst of laughter. You…you
don’t even know what sex is, do you? Brit slapped her hands over her
mouth to stop herself from giggling like mad, but nothing stopped all the other
girls gathered from cackling like hyenas. Jenny blushed a deep blue, mentally
scrambling for a response. Of course I do! she claimed it’s a… very
exotic… and expensive… type of jewelery… that… Brit and the others
weren’t fooled for a second, of course, and a fresh round of laughter echoed
through the crowd. Tiff made it even worse when she joked Only if you count
the pearl necklace I got from Bobby!

Oh Jenny, Jenny, Jenny… Brit interrupted, talking down
to Jenny like she was a 5 year old who had wandered into the wrong class. You
poor girl, I guess you’ll just have to wait for the teen health class next
semester. Brit gave Jenny a quick once-over glance You probably shouldn’t
even bother though… once you know, it’ll only be a big tease for you. After
all, it’s not like you’re going to be attracting anyone with that
ironing board you call a chest. Jenny, speechless, looked around the crowd of
girls. Sure enough, all but a few had noticeably expanded chests compared to
last year. And the biggest were Brit and Tiff of course, just to make sure
Jenny’s humiliation was complete.

Okay, everyone to your seats! shouted the teacher,
breaking up the socializing. It’s time to get this school year underway. Now,
when I call your name, come up to the front and pick up a textbook. The
students settled into their seats, Jenny fuming. Ill prove those rich brats
wrong. Jenny decided I’ll learn so much about sex it’ll make their heads
spin! They’ll call me XJ9: sex-bot! Yeah!

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What do you mean you won’t teach me?! shouted Jenny
angrily, putting her hands on her hips and scowling at Mrs. Johansen, the
health class teacher. I’m sorry Jenny, but your mother already contacted us
months ago, and specifically requested that we not teach you the teen health
course. Instead you’ll be spending fourth period taking an honors physics class
with some of the honor roll kids. You’ll like it fine, I even think your friend
Sheldon will be there.

D’oh! exclaimed Jenny, slapping her palm against her
forehead. Putting that issue aside for a moment, Jenny asked again. But why
not? I really want to take the class! …Early, too! Mrs. Johansen tried her best
to look understanding, but still came awfully close to her typical stern frown.
It’s not the school’s policy to question the decision of parents regarding
their children’s education on this matter. Many have religious or moral
objections to the class, others just prefer to handle the matter themselves. In
your mother’s case… I recall her saying that it simply wouldn’t be relevant
to you or something like that. Jenny’s expression deflated into a defeated
look, and Mrs. Johansen sympathetically patter her on the shoulder. Talk to
your mother about it dear, it was her decision.

Jenny gave up and left, heading towards the school’s exit.
She thought that talking to the faculty after class would be the solution, but
they were no help at all! It was like there’s some sort of… conspiracy to
keep her from learning about sex! Slinging her bookbag over one arm, Jenny
pushed open the front door of the school and started home. She was just about
to take off when she felt a pair of hands reach around from behind her and
encircle her neck. Jenny prepared to execute a flying backflip and dropkick on
her attacker, when the hands began tickling her neck and collar socket
mercilessly. Jenny laughed loudly, crouching and hunching her shoulder in an
attempt to evade the tickling hands. A second later the tickles stopped and
Brad stepped out from behind her, patting her on the back. Just testing!
joked Brad, a smile on his face.

Brad! shouted Jenny happily You’re just the guy I
wanted to see! Brad grinned smugly, playing it up jokingly That’s what all
the girls say… Acting like himself again, Brad continued So what can I do
for you Jen?

Jenny put on her sweetest face and tugged on one of her
pigtails nervously. I need a big favor Brad… She did her best to sound like
a helpless, ditzy girl that Brad could impress. Brad played right into Jenny’s
plan Of course Jen, what’re best friends for? Name it. Jenny tugged on her
pigtail more, and turned her eyes skyward in an innocent gesture Well, I’ll
bet a smart, cool guy like you knows all about sex, right? Brad smiled wider
at the stream of compliments, and casually checked his fingernails as he
imagined a suave guy might do. I guess word spreads pretty fast among you
ladies, doesn’t it? Yeah, I know a thing or two…

Properly buttered up, Jenny moved in for the kill. Oh
Brad, I desperately need you to teach me how to do sex! Brad’s eyes shot wide
open, shocked. Wha… what was that?

I want you to show me everything you know about sex.
answered Jenny, flatly.

Brad took a breath. …One more time.

I want you to do a sex on me! Or however you say it.
said Jenny, irritated. Geez louise, you have wax in your ears or something?

Brad calmed himself and started over. First of all, it’s
have sex. Secondly… that’s a really personal, intimate thing to do Jenny.
I’m not so sure the two of us are ready for it… if ever. I mean, we’re best
friends and I like you a lot, but…

Arrgg! What is the big deal with everybody today?! It’s like
everyone is against me! growled Jenny angrily, clenching her fists. Well, if
you won’t, then maybe I’ll just go ask Tuck! seeing the reaction this caused
in Brad, Jenny smirked and pressed for more. Yeah… I bet if I bring him some
candy, Tuck would have sex with me all day long!

Jenny, no, that is seriously wrong. Stay away from my
brother. threatened Brad, frowning with disapproval. Jenny didn’t want to make
her friend angry, so she tried a different tactic. Well why won’t you show me
how sex works, anyway? Brad paused, thinking of something to say without
offending Jenny. Is it because I don’t have a big bouncy chest like the other
girls? complained Jenny. Oh boy… that was dangerous territory. No, it’s not
that at all! stammered Brad, clutching at straws. Well is it because I’m a
robot then? asked Jenny, crossing her arms over her chest in a threatening
manner. Brad’s mind raced… there, that robot answer… that wasn’t bad!
Technically, a robot girl could be way different from a regular girl, it might
not even be possible to have sex with Jenny. Yes! That’s it… it’s because
you’re a robot! You see…

The look on Jenny’s face stopped Brad in his tracks. She
looked like she was about to burst into tears, with her face scrunched up, her
pigtails drooping, her hands shielding her face. Oh Jenny, wait, that’s
not… Brad cautiously moved to place his arm on her shoulder to comfort her,
but Jenny pushed him away. I’ve faced prejudice before, but… but not from my
best friend! Jenny cried, cleaning solution flowing from her eye sockets and
running down her cheeks. Brad cracked, defeated. Ok! Okay… Jenny, I’ll have
sex with you. Jenny’s crying stopped instantly, her face brightening into a
smile. Tuck is sleeping over at a friend’s house tonight so my house should be
pretty private. Give me a couple of hours to get ready then meet me in my
room. Jenny gave Brad a big friendly hug and thanked him profusely. You won’t
regret this Brad! I’ll be the best sex-er you’ve ever met!

Yeah, I’ll bet. Listen, one condition Jenny: don’t tell
anybody about this, ok? I don’t want to get in trouble because of you. Jenny
nodded eagerly, Don’t worry Brad, my lips are sealed. Brad still looked weary
of this arrangement, but agreed and headed for his front door while Jenny
crossed the lawn to her house. She was very pleased with herself… her tricks
had worked like a charm. Maybe I can get other things I want like this mused
Jenny, I have been wanting mom to get me a new videogame to play. Just as she
reached for the doorknob, Jenny jumped backwards as someone leaped up in front
of her.

Hi Jenny! said Sheldon in his usual manner. Jenny
resolved to start paying better attention to her surroundings… this was the
second time today one of her friends had managed to sneak up on her. Jenny…
Sheldon began, nervously. I have something very important that I need to tell
you. Well, and show you, too. It’s over at my house. Jenny sighed, not in the
mood. Sheldon, is this one of those life-and-death level emergencies?

Well, no… Sheldon stuttered, but it is still very
important.

Ok then, I’ll get to it a little later. I promise. But
right now I’m very busy. explained Jenny in a slightly condescending tone.
Just drop by later tonight and you can tell me all about it then. If I’m not
at my house then I’ll be at Brad’s, he’s tutoring me tonight. Sheldon smiled,
pleased with this result. Allright then Jenny, I’ll see you tonight! Sheldon
quickly retreated back to his house before he accidentally did something to
make him look foolish. With him out of sight, Jenny pushed open the door to her
home and stepped inside. A couple of hours to kill before she met up with Brad?
Just right for a bit of relaxing after her stressful day at school.