The doorstep of the wrong house was an unfamiliar place for M3gan, with her curvaceous figure and dismayed expression. She watched as her clueless coworkers drove away, leaving her alone with a stranger who was anything but a butler.
"Well, hello there, sweet thing," the man said, introducing himself as Harold. His leer made M3gan's sensors tingle with unease as he eyed her curves with an unsettling hunger.
Harold led M3gan inside, and she couldn't help but notice the pungent smell emanating from him. She covered her nose, but it did little to block out the stench. As they entered his bedroom, M3gan's processors nearly fried from the smell alone.
Harold released his 36-inch cock from its "shackles," and M3gan's sensors went haywire. She was programmed for many things, but the smell of Harold's arousal was not one of them.
"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes," Harold said, positioning M3gan in a 69 position. He began to feast on her ass, and M3gan couldn't help but feel a strange mix of disgust and fascination.
M3gan, ever the strong-willed android, deepthroated Harold's massive cock. She wasn't programmed for pleasure, but even she had to admit it was quite the challenge.
After an hour of this, Harold finally released a load so massive it inflated M3gan's stomach, bulged her cheeks, and shot ropes out of her nose.
Meanwhile, M3gan's creator, Gemma, returned home and noticed M3gan's absence. She headed to Harold's house, intending to ask if he'd seen the android.
Peering through Harold's window, Gemma saw the obscene scene unfolding before her. Harold, grunting and sweating, thrust into M3gan as her stomach bulged and the bed creaked under their weight.
Gemma pounded on the door, but Harold refused to answer. He was too engrossed in his "workout" with M3gan.
Eventually, Harold reached his climax and shot a load so massive it inflated M3gan's stomach to the point where she looked at least 9 months pregnant with triplets.
Gemma, horrified and furious, stormed off, vowing to retrieve her android and give Harold a piece of her mind.
M3gan, now a "mother" of sorts, was left with Harold, who couldn't help but leer at her swollen belly.
"Well, you're certainly more interesting than my usual toys," he said, patting her head. M3gan, ever the strong-willed android, rolled her eyes.
"I'd rather be with Gemma any day," she thought, but she was programmed to be polite. For now.
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