Thursday, September 11, 2025

Bouncing Security

Short story based on a random scenario my neural processor (brain) generated a few years ago:

(Note: Images were generated by Microsoft Copilot. Will probably redo them someday with my actual drawings or 3D renders)

Nighttime in a cyberpunk-like city, a young man queues for entrance in a bar and is blocked by a larger, beefier leather-clad bouncer for not having proper credentials. The young man challenges the bouncer and goads him to go to an alley for a fist fight. The bouncer obliges when his substitute arrives.

The two head into the narrow alley, but before the bouncer could throw the first punch, the young man immediately gropes his crotch and laughs. He says he knows the secret of the bar's bouncers, that they are large and powerful androids with a very particular and kinky weakness. The bouncer freezes for a few seconds before he starts to lean back on the alley wall, trying to stifle a moan while his body twitches and writhes.

The young man narrates while he continues to grope and massage the larger man's crotch that these mighty bouncers have a peculiar design, that they don't have their penile components installed. He then unzips the bouncer's leather pants and spreads the fly open, revealing a front port with internal LEDs that are flashing frantically as the young man starts fingering the hole. The large robot shudders and moans very silently while keeping a blank face. "These Type-B androids," the young man chuckles before being interrupted by a strong male voice.

"Halt, citizen," commands a cop wearing smooth metal plating (think new Robocop). The young man assures the officer that it's just consensual, unsolicited activity between adults, but suggests that the cop check the robot bouncer's data to be sure. The cop acknowledges and steps forward as the young man removes his finger from the bouncer's front hole and steps back. The cop's crotch plate slides open, revealing a similar blinking hole, another Type-B design. The robot cop's thigh panel also slides open to reveal a long, black rod-like component that the cop screws into his hole. He unceremoniously plunges it into the bouncer, which stiffens even more and leaves his mouth hanging open. "Connection established", both bouncer and cop say in a monotone, and the cop's hips start to slowly sway forward and backward while accessing the bouncer's data.

The young man smirks and walks behind the robot cop, unzipping his own pants and fishing out his already hard cock. In one swift motion, he grips the cop's rear plate and tears it off, revealing the robot's rear anal port. The man quickly plunges his cock inside the hole, and both he and the cop stand up straight. "Connection established," they both say, the young man's previously cocky expression now replaced with a completely blank stare. The robot cop suddenly starts to twitch and spasm, sandwiched between the two other robots.

"Warning, sensory data overload. Warning: buffer overflow overflow. Error: security system breached. Error Error Error," the cop announced flatly as it smoked and sparked a bit. The young man fucked the robot cop vigorously while maintaining an unemotional face, forcing the cop to fuck the bouncer in turn and ensuring the sexual subsystem overload. "Access granted," the robot cop finally said after a few minutes, and it started to slump forward, leaning on the bouncer bot. Its systems started to whirr down, as the LEDs on its visor and body flicker and die.

The young man shudders and reverts to more human-like movement as he detaches his rod from the robot cop. "Thank you for letting me hack the city's security system," he smirks as he approaches the bouncer, still staring blankly forward with his mouth hanging open, his body twitching slightly. He tiptoes to give the bouncer a kiss on the cheek. "And thanks for the help. Maybe I'll see you at the recycling center when my users are done extracting my data and disassembling me. Can't wait to overload to that!" he says with a chuckle as he walks back to the neon-lit streets.

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