Chapter 7

It took Alicia another week to locate Andreas and convince him to meet with us. Ana arrived an hour earlier than his scheduled appointment. Mom provided one of her sheerest, shortest, baby-doll nighties for her to wear, and once on, she turned around, modeling it for us. Her magnificent braless tits pushed the fabric up and out so far that the bottom of the nightie barely hid her black bush. “When you’re in the room, wear the visor and pretend you’re role-playing with your brother,” I explained. “We’ll prepare him here, and I can guarantee that once he sees your sexy body and hears your declaration of love for him, he’ll be more than willing to forgive you.”

She kissed us and exclaimed, “Thank you! I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this.” She left, and after checking the monitor to ensure everything worked, we turned it off while we waited for her brother.

When Andreas arrived, we escorted him to the control room. Alicia introduced herself, and they talked non-stop for ten minutes. “When Becky informed me about a sentient AI, I couldn’t believe it and had to see for myself. Alicia is an amazing piece of technology!” Andreas excitedly exclaimed.

After divulging the looming events concerning Alicia’s existence and the theory of transferring her to their patient, Andreas paused and thought it through. “It might just work. We were really close to finalizing it before I left. I’m not sure how to proceed because my sister and I aren’t on speaking terms.”

“We know about that,” I said. “When we visited your lab, Ana explained what happened. She was heartbroken, and Alicia has been helping her cope with her grief.”

Andreas looked surprised and replied, “I didn’t realize it affected her so much. I didn’t want to hurt her, but since I did, I stayed clear, not wanting to worsen matters.”

Alicia appeared on the screen and said, “As a matter of fact, she’s here now in a therapy session.”

“She is?” Andreas asked. “How is she doing?”

“Better,” Alicia replied. Her face dissipated, replaced with a view of the other room. Ana’s sexy nightie-clad body caused my prick to jerk, so I’m sure it affected Andreas the same way.

“Mama mia!” Andreas exclaimed. Once again, I didn’t need to know Italian to know he was impressed with his sister’s voluptuous body.

Another monitor lit up with Andreas appearing on the screen wearing a robe. Alicia explained, “This is what Ana sees through the visor. She’s practicing conversing with you so she won’t make the same mistake. If you participate, it might accelerate her recovery.”

With his eyes glued to his sister’s near-nude body, he replied, “Of course, anything to help her.”

“Mom will escort you to the room and prepare you,” I instructed. “Follow her instructions, and once in position, Alicia will switch the VR image to you. Don’t hold back your true feelings.”

Once in the room, Mom helped him remove his clothes and slip on the robe. His rock-hard cock illustrated he was more than ready to forgive his sister. By the time Mom had returned, Ana and her brother were holding each other, talking. They spoke Italian, so I couldn’t discern what they were saying. From their body language and expressions, I knew it was going well.

Ana initiated the first contact, hugging her brother and kissing him. After several minutes, he timidly moved his hand up to hold her breast, hoping she’d react differently this time. Her kiss intensified when he squeezed her meaty mound. Both of his hands explored and played with her big tits.

Delaying too long for her benefit, she pushed his head lower until his mouth sucked her nightie-clad nipple. She pulled off the straps from her shoulders, allowing the nightwear to fall to the floor. Andreas latched onto a hard nipple and suckled from her taut teat. Her wide smile displayed her pleasure in having her fantasy fulfilled.

His hand explored her legs, and when he found her hairy bush, his mouth intensified his attack. She didn’t want any more foreplay, pulling him to the bed. After feasting his eyes on his beautiful, nude sister, he straddled her stomach, pushed her tits together, and jammed his prick into the tight crevice. Ana raised her head to kiss the tip of his cock with every stroke.

“It looks like you missed your chance at a titty-fuck,” Mom croaked. “They love each other so much. I’m glad we could help, and it also makes me really horny.”

Mom kissed me gently before moving to the bed. Keeping her ass high, she lowered her head to watch the monitor. After stripping, I moved behind Mom and flipped her short skirt onto her back. It wasn’t a surprise to discover she wore no panties. Her slit glistened with moisture, anticipating her son’s cock. I delayed entry, running my spongy head up and down her engorged outer labia.

We concentrated on the Italian couple engaging in their first incestuous coupling. Andreas withdrew his prick from Ana’s tits and moved between his sister’s open legs. He paused, taking in the sight of his sexy, nude sister, before shoving his prick into her hungry cunt. When he thrust deeply, I sank my cock to the bottom of Mom’s pussy. Both women screamed, suddenly filled full of forbidden, incestuous cock. Andreas set the pace for us, furiously fucking his sister, unleashing his pent-up lust.

Mom grunted and shoved her hips rearward, ensuring her pussy swallowed the entirety of her son’s glorious prick. Ana reached up and removed her visor. After exclaiming their mutual love, they kissed. His hands squeezed her squashed breasts while her hands pulled his ass into her. Remembering how it felt when she grabbed my ass, I dug my fingers into Mom’s firm cheeks, enabling my prick to drill deeper.

The sounds of groaning and bodies slapping together filled both rooms for the next ten minutes. Ana screamed when her orgasm commenced first, causing Mom’s pussy to snap around my prick. My cock instantly reciprocated, spewing out my load of cum. Andreas grunted while his body jerked and humped, filling his sister with his baby-batter for the first time. Their bodies ground together in incestuous bliss while they cemented their brother-sister bond.

When finished, they gently kissed and caressed each other while they recovered from their coupling.

Mom sighed and asked, “Are you jealous of him, watching him fuck that curvy, sexy woman?”

“Not in the least, Mom,” I replied, knowing she was joking but I wasn’t about to take the bait. “You’re the best fuck in the world, and what makes it better is how much we love each other.” I withdrew my prick and pulled her up to kiss her, reaffirming my commitment to her.

Once Andreas and his sister returned to the lab, progress quickly advanced, and within a week, they were ready. Grandma scheduled a meeting with me at one pm on Thursday and Mom ensured I was loaded and ready, as usual. I left before noon to spend time with Peggy.

My heart sank when I arrived to see an empty reception area. It was lunchtime; what was I thinking? Alicia’s voice greeted me, “Hi Jim, Becky is ready.” The door clicked open, and I entered to find Grandma cloaked in a thin nightie. After she helped me remove my clothes, my cock sprung out, anticipating her obligatory blowjob. She dropped to her knees and engulfed me before we made it to the bed. I reveled in the feel of her warm, experienced mouth.

All too soon, she pulled off and stood. After kissing me, she asked, begging, “When Alicia transfers to the girl, the machine in the back room will be worthless. Can we use it one final time?”

“Of course, Gran. Lead the way.” I replied. Her sexy smirk and grin sent a chill down my spine. We were in for a great fuck.

She pressed a button, and when the bookshelf opened, I heard moans and sounds of pleasure. I didn’t recognize the woman’s voice and mentally traced through each of the relatives that might be waiting for me. When I entered the cubicle, my prick jerked at the lewd sight. The fuck-device’s strapped-in victim was none other than Peggy. Her long legs, held high by the clamps, lifted her pelvis off the bed while the cigar-shaped dildo slid in and out of her pussy.

Her small perky breasts heaved, topped by aroused, puffy, dark-brown nipples. When I gasped at the erotic sight, Grandma wrapped her hand around my prick and soothingly stroked it. A trimmed, sparse patch of pubic hair covered her mound. It looked freshly grown out, probably from when Laura informed her I preferred natural women.

She wore the visor, and the monitors displayed scenes of me fucking my various relatives. Her screams brought me back to watch her squirm through an orgasm. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming again!” Peggy exclaimed.

I moved closer, allowing my eyes to explore her luscious legs. Gran noticed my leering and said, “She can’t hear us. You can touch her if you want. I told her I might help her with the simulation, so she won’t suspect you’re here. I hope you don’t mind assisting me, giving my star employee a bonus.” She grinned, knowing my lust for her cute office manager.

“It appears you’re giving two employees a bonus if I still work for you.”

She nodded in Peggy’s direction when the machine lowered Peggy’s groin onto the gloves and spread her legs wider so I could move between them. I inched forward, eager to touch the legs that taunted me from her flirting. My hands glided over each of Peggy’s long, smooth legs. Were my fingers trembling, or was it her legs? It was both; her excitement and thrill matched mine. Applying pressure, my hand traveled from her ankle to the junction where her thigh joined her pelvis. My fingers lingered on the satin-smooth flesh closest to her pussy. The fake prick moved slowly in and out, allowing Peggy to concentrate on the attention given to her legs.

When she drew in a deep breath of air, I noticed the screen showed scenes of me sucking on the thighs of my relatives. I wasted no time in repeating the act on Peggy. Her hips jerked when I stuffed a chunk of her succulent meat into my hungry mouth. While chewing and gnawing on one thigh, my hand squeezed and caressed her other. Her moaning increased, and the scent of pussy filled my nose, causing my cock to throb.

“Becky, please. That’s what I need!” Peggy screamed. Pulling off her leg, I looked up at the monitor. It was a video of the last time I was home, drilling Mom with her ankles on my shoulders. How appropriate that it was from Peggy’s teasing that caused me to fuck Mom so hard. It was time to fulfill our lustful desires. When I stood upright, the machine slowly pulled out the wet dildo and moved to the side. While I inched forward, my hard prick leading the way, Grandma followed me and gripped Peggy’s ankles. The clamps released, giving Gran control of Peggy’s long legs.

The gloves raised Peggy’s pussy to a perfect angle for entry. My prick didn’t need lubrication with the copious amount of cum drooling out of her pussy. I had no idea how many orgasms she had with the machine, but she was more than ready for a life-sized cock. When I popped my big head past her outer lips, she screamed, “Yes, that’s what I need. Fuck me with that big prick, Becky. Shove it in all the way. I’m so fucking horny!”

Her pussy was painfully tight but wet enough to allow my rod to split her resistant walls. Obeying her demands, I shoved and didn’t stop until fully seated. She grunted and gasped with pleasure. She chanted, “My stretched pussy feels so good and full. I can’t believe that big prick is completely in me. Fuck me fast and hard with it!” Her pussy leaked more hot fluid as several mini-orgasms flowed through her pussy. My prick throbbed and jerked when I stared at our mounds mashed together.

Pulling back out to her entrance, I slammed back in. I rapidly pumped my prick in and out, enjoying the feeling of finally fucking her. Her groans and panting prevented her from making any more demands. I noticed the videos had changed to me fucking Mom while sucking on her tits. Gran’s hands moved underneath Peggy’s knees and lowered her legs. With her hands pressing Peggy’s muscular thighs into my sides, she bumped her head into my back. It was time to sample Peggy’s young, perky tits.

I cupped Peggy’s smallish breasts and squeezed them, maintaining my cock-thrusting. My thumbs tweaked her nipples until they turned rock-hard. Leaning down, I latched onto one and nibbled on it while twisting the other between my forefinger and thumb. Her pussy vibrated, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

“Jesus, the big one is coming. Shove it in faster, Becky!” Peggy begged. Gran wrapped Peggy’s long legs around me and locked her ankles together. The arm clamps released, and Gran scurried up to slide the visor off Peggy’s head. Her lust-filled eyes met mine, and her body shifted into overdrive. “Jim!” she screamed. “Fuck me hard! Oh god, I need your big prick so bad.”

There was no holding back after that. Her arms pulled my mouth to hers, passionately kissing me while humping her hips off the gloves, meeting my downstrokes. Her body thrashed wildly, possessed by lust-crazed demons. The hot office manager was more than a feisty mare; she was in heat and in dire need of a stallion. I tasked my prick to tame her and satisfy her craving. We fucked for ten wild minutes before our bodies shook with excitement.

Her long legs squeezed my body, pulling me in deeply. “Fuck me like I’m your mother. Fill my horny cunt with your cum. Mark my pussy and take what’s yours!” she screamed before resuming our kiss. Her back arched, and her body stiffened. My spongy head smashed against her back wall and spurted a blob of potent sperm through her cervix into her fertile womb. Her pussy clamped onto my prick while I pumped torrents of cum into her. Her eyes rolled up in her head; her breathing halted while her body seized from orgasmic bliss.

Her pussy continued to milk my cock long after the last deposited drop. Her body returned to normal, but she kept her legs locked. We kissed and relaxed, enjoying our post-coital bliss.

Gran moved closer and stroked my sweaty back. Peggy noticed her and said, “Wow, when you told me you could make my fantasies come true, I didn’t realize you knew my deepest one. Thank you so much, Becky.”

“It wasn’t only your wish. Jim has been lusting after you for weeks,” Becky replied.

“Those long legs drive me crazy,” I said and giggled. “Mom has always said I’m a legman, and she was right.”

“Jim, you’ll see more of them in the future. Peggy is quitting work and moving into my house. I’m sponsoring her in a private nursing school. When your mom, Laura, and you join us, you’ll see those luscious legs a lot.”

Another horny woman in the same house would seriously strain my stamina. Both of them saw my look and mistakenly interpreted it as disapproval. Gran retorted, “Your mother already agreed to it. Peggy is going to help with the babies.”

Peggy’s sad expression disheartened me, and I quickly kissed her. “I’d love nothing more for you to join us. My only concern is that I’ll require more energy drinks.”

Peggy smiled wide and replied, “You got that right. My pussy needs a regular feeding.”

To emphasize her point, she humped her hips while squeezing her legs. We all laughed, looking forward to the future.

While everyone relocated to Grandma’s house the next week, Alicia and Andreas finished the process and were ready to initiate the transference of Alicia. Mom and I met them at the lab, where Andreas took control of the meeting.

“Microprocessors have been located in every critical functional area. Alicia will take control of them one at a time, and when successful, we’ll remove each machine when viable,” Andreas explained.

“Will the processors be required for the rest of her life?” I asked.

“No,” he replied. “The various parts of the brain will retrain themselves with the help of the embedded chips. Once the brain takes over, the processors will transition to dormancy and remain inert.”

“That sounds okay for critical systems such as heartbeat and breathing. but what about emotions and memory, which are much harder to define?” I inquired.

“The areas that provide emotions aren’t damaged and will be active when the patient comes out of the coma. The memory part is much trickier. We don’t know how to overlay the information, but as it’s a clean slate, we’ll store all the pertinent information in a miniature chip. When streams of data are played from the storage device, new memories will be formed.”

“Alicia controls many servers full of data. I’m uncertain how she could store all that information on one chip.” I noted.

“She can’t,” Andrea replied, his brow furrowing. “We’re leaving it up to her and Ana to determine the priority. My sister’s specialty is rehabilitating people from ground zero. She’ll provide Alicia with everything necessary to function. It’ll be like going from birth to twenty in a day, requiring a large amount of storage. I’d also like her to maintain the coding that enabled her to become sentient in case we fail so we can revive her cloud presence. I’m afraid she’ll have to omit the memories from the last few months, including everything about your family.”

Mom’s and my shoulders slumped when we heard that Alicia wouldn’t recognize us after the procedure. Tears welled behind my eyes, and I feared if I spoke, I’d cry. Mom rescued me and replied, “What’s important is to save Alicia. Our grief will be great, but we can’t be selfish and risk hampering her journey to a new life. Keeping a backup copy of her program is the wisest choice.”

Ana’s face grimaced in sorrow. “I know it’s a hard decision, but we see no other way. We’ll begin immediately as the government is closing in on Becky’s company.”

When Mom and I nodded our approval, the Amaris jumped into action, typing away on their consoles. The machines whirred away, keeping the girl alive. We left for home, knowing it would take several hours for the brain to regain control.

The next day, some of the hardware had been removed. “It’s going better than planned,” Andreas excitedly relayed. “At this rate, we expect to revive her tomorrow. After that, we’d like two people to stay and help us when she awakens. We have a guest bedroom next to ours in the back, plus a kitchen.”

We stayed and watched a few hours while the Amaris toiled over the patient, monitoring her functions while her brain slowly returned to life.

Returning the following day, we decided to bring only four people since space was limited. Laura, Mom, Peggy, and I showed up and waited in an adjoining room. Laura brought us up to speed on the latest events at the company.

“The agency searching for Alicia ceased their pursuit. It turns out that a nasty worm-type virus was introduced into the servers, wiping out anything relating to Alicia and threatening to invade other critical areas,” she described, with a knowing smirk. “There were several indicators that it originated from a foreign company. Everyone switched their attention to protecting their assets. Alicia did a great job of misdirecting the covert team.”

“That’s good news in a way. Sadly, Alicia is gone, but at least she went out with a bang,” I lamented.

Laura added, “As a bonus, an antivirus program protected Mom’s projects. When the cyber team investigated, they discovered that Mom had requested it be installed company-wide, but the CEO disapproved of it because he wanted one of his friends to be awarded the contract. The board held an emergency meeting, ousted him, and installed Becky as CEO. It appears Alicia was a master of forgery, among other things.”

“Grandma will do great and deserves to run the company,” I noted. Everyone nodded in agreement and smiled at the outcome.

Ana entered and informed us they were ready. The first thing I noticed was that the life-support machines were missing. “Is her body functioning normally now?” I asked.

“Yes,” Andreas replied. “It’s up to Alicia to stream the info and store new memories. It may take several days or weeks to finish. We’ve injected the drugs to bring her out of the coma; she should revive in an hour. Just so we’re all on the same page, let’s refer to the patient as Alicia; is everyone okay with that?”

“Definitely,” Mom quickly replied.

“As discussed earlier, we’d like two people to remain with us. Have you decided who it will be?” Ana asked.

“Jim, for sure, since he was the closest to her,” Mom stated, giving me one of those sly, frisky looks. “It would be good experience for Peggy to stay since she aspires to be a nurse.”

“Absolutely not,” Peggy insisted. “Cora should remain here with her son. It could be stressful, and no one can comfort a man better than his mother.”

“Excellent,” Laura chirped in. “I’ll keep Peggy company at home while you two stay here.” She grabbed Peggy’s hand and led her out.

I smiled, picturing Laura between Peggy’s legs, feasting on the cute secretary’s pussy. Mom and I sat in the easy chairs on opposite sides of the bed. It provided me with time to study Alicia’s new body. She was beautiful, and I felt remorse that her life had been cut short by a freak accident. Her small-rounded nose and high cheekbones accented her succulent lips. Sequestered from the damaging sun, her skin was smooth and flawless.

“She’s quite pretty, isn’t she,” Mom said, noting my leering stare. “I wonder if she wanted to be a model. She certainly has the looks.”

“They’ve taken good care of her here, that’s for sure. I hope she’s able to enjoy a long life.”

When Mom grabbed Alicia’s hand and consolingly stroked it, I did the same to the one on my side. Her hand was warm, her skin smooth and soft. We fell silent while we waited. After a few hours, I drifted off, daydreaming. I awakened when someone squeezed my hand. I looked up to see Alicia’s wide, brown eyes open. Mom had let loose of the hand she held, fast asleep.

“Ana,” I called out. “She’s awake.” Mom jerked, coming out of her sleep, and gripped Alicia’s hand again. The Amaris entered and looked at their consoles before coming over to the bed. Alicia’s eyes misted before tears leaked and streamed down her cheeks. When I loosened my grip to wipe her face, her hand tightened, unwilling to release me. Ana whipped out a kleenex and dried Alicia’s face.

When tears continued to flow, I asked, “Ana, is she in pain? Why is she crying?”

“It’s a natural reaction. She’s experiencing human emotions for the first time and her senses are overwhelmed. Remember that she never smelled or touched anything as an AI. She’ll be okay once she identifies and isolates each sensation. Give her some time to acclimate.”

We sat for an hour while her muscles twitched and awakened after being dormant for so long. The machines had kept her body in shape, but Alicia had to test by trial and error. When she uttered a sound, Ana came closer and listened. “She’s attempting to form words. I’ll take over now. She pulled out a pile of flashcards from her desk and took Mom’s place. Capturing Alicia’s attention, she held up a Phonics card and spoke the phrase, carefully accentuating her mouth movements so Alicia could replicate her actions.

It took several trials, but when Alicia perfected one, Ana would present another. After several more, Alicia released my hand, concentrating on Ana’s exercise. Mom and I left to prepare a light lunch in the kitchen, leaving Ana to continue her work uninterrupted. After we dined, we went to their break room and watched TV. It was late evening when Ana joined us, smiling wide.

“She made great progress, “Ana reported, “but was exhausted from her first day as a human. She’s asleep, so we’ll continue in the morning. Good night.”

We retired to the bedroom, stripped off our clothes, jumped into bed, and snuggled. Because of the thin walls, we heard the Italians making love in the adjoining room. The sounds of sex energized Mom to hop on top of me, humping and bouncing. The noise from the squeaky springs of our bed resounded through the walls to the other room.

Ana was a screamer and not ashamed to loudly proclaim her pleasure when she climaxed. Mom smiled wide but only groaned and grunted when we released. Mom plopped on top of me and remained plastered to my body, falling asleep. It felt good and reminded me of when Laura would do it.