“Indeed. It’s a good learning experience.”

    With the shower’s permission, Harmon easily invaded her deeper than before, and what he did was to transfer all the information about the shower and learn it.

    I have not yet been able to touch her fundamental parts, only the very simple perceptions on the surface.

    Even so, if a certain amount of time passes or a stimulus exceeds a certain level in the hacked shower head’s personality state, the security program inside the shower head will sense something is wrong and try to eliminate the hacking, so caution is required.

    That was why Harmon wouldn’t let her do anything more than wash and kiss her, and why he’d have a little fun with her before sending her back to Domi.

    If you could really take over the shower head by simply hacking it a little and changing how it looks on camera, why would you just give it back to Domi after the maintenance was done?

    ‘She’s an expensive woman, so you have to put in that much effort.’

    But I decided to enjoy it.

    Harmon was a man who knew how to wait and how important it was to have fun.

    So, instead of showing off from the moment you get a chance and then having the chance stolen and killed, you can hide your chance and slowly build up your skills and credibility to obtain a stable position.

    And based on that, I got the chance to make this shower my own.

    ‘I can’t just foolishly let go of the chance I finally got.’

    Harmon enjoyed the sensation of her breasts pressed against his chest with one hand, kneading them like rice cakes while using the other hand to touch the shower head.

    “Oh, really? I see. So that’s the technology that went into it?”

    Just looking at the inside of the shower head was a learning experience.

    We carefully send signals to the circuits to see how they react, in a state of tension where we don’t know if touching anything will trigger the security program.

    In some cases, the shower head only required a flick of the finger, while in others it required a slight movement of the neck.

    “Your Majesty, that is the woman’s genitals.”

    Or, a set spoken language was output.

    “?”

    Harmon, hearing that voice output, remembered how the shower had taught him how to kiss while kissing.

    “Did you order this humanoid as a sex education textbook for your son? Rich people.”

    As I thought about that, I pressed my nipple with my finger and rotated it around. The shower head responded to the pleasure and a signal was sent to the circuit as well.

    “Oh, is this the chest pleasure response circuit?”

    Let’s carefully pass a weak signal through the circuit.

    “Ugh, ah.”

    A hot and excited moan escaped from the shower’s mouth.

    “Ah, ugh. Aah.”

    A shower head that responds honestly to the signals Harmon sends while still being held.

    “Ouch, ahhh!”

    “This is where the climax level builds up. You’re displaying this so that I can see it. Are you preparing to have sex with your head open and enjoy it? ”

    The shower’s climax meter was located just below her blue-tinged artificial intelligence core, a pink meter that rose slightly with each pleasure signal sent to her chest.

    “Haaang!”

    As the climax level increased, the shower’s reaction became more intense.

    Stiff nipples, a pussy squirting sticky fluid.

    The expressionless look on his face slightly disappeared, and a hot breath with a sweet scent flowed from his mouth.

    “You’re cute. Hehe.”

    “Whaaang! Thank you, Master… ♡”

    While playing with the pleasure circuit, Harmon opened the head of the robot on the shelf next to him, took out the connecting wire from inside, and connected it to the shower circuit.

    The shower’s memories are copied into the memory device in the head of a robot that was broken a long time ago and someone left it in a repair shop.

    “Shoot, shoo, shoo, shoo!”

    The shower, which had to prioritize pleasure signals, didn’t pay much attention to the ‘minor acts’ of replicating memories, so the security program didn’t work.

    ‘The activity period is not long, so the capacity is small.’

    I have quite a few copies of the memories of the robots I’ve touched before, but compared to that, the shower’s memory capacity was quite small.

    ‘Okay.’

    After finishing replicating the shower’s memory, Harmon left the shower and got out of the chair.

    “I’m waiting.”

    “Okay.”

    Harmon slid his body to the side and escaped, but the shower that had received the order remained still as if it was still being held by Harmon.

    slap.

    Harmon, who enjoyed spanking her butt a few times because her butt was sticking out, headed inside the workshop to get the items he wanted.

    His workshop contained more than just repair and maintenance tools.

    There are also things like a robot head that replicates the memories of a shower, broken and unusable junk, parts that have no use for anything, or just toys that have no real purpose.

    Harmon has a bunch of these, because he never knows when or where they might come in handy.

    “Here it is.”

    What Harmon found there was a part made by the same company as the shower.

    Harmon sat down at the table with a small square green board, removed the old solder, cleaned the grease off the board, soldered some new solder on it, and took it to the shower.

    Harmon opened the signal that indicated the shower’s peak level, inserted the circuit board into it, and connected it to the circuit.

    After finishing his work, he took out a machine with a small switch and pressed it.

    When I pressed it, the pink peak level rose slightly.

    “Huh?!”

    The shower head bounced off my waist, making me shiver.

    “Hmm. That’s good.”

    Harmon nodded in satisfaction while hitting the butt of the shower head with his palm. He took apart the signal switch so as not to lose it and put it in his chance.

    Then, a signal is sent to the signal machine inside the chance.

    “Hiyaang!!”

    Once again, the shower uses the accumulated climax levels to reach a weak climax.

    Harmon, who watched as her AI core furiously accepted the flashing light to send an orgasm response, closed the orgasm signal and tried to close the back of the shower head.

    Then, suddenly, Harmon saw a shower company logo drawn on the board and played a little trick on it.

    After removing the company logo, the new Harmon Repair Shop logo is drawn on it.

    This was her future, decided by Harmon.

    One day, I will definitely make her completely my humanoid.

    The boy who owns the company. The company logo tattooed on her body.

    All of that is covered up by Harmon.

    Harmon chuckled as he imagined such a future, closed the back of the shower head, and sent her back to her master.

    * * *

    The world was bathed in dreary sunlight, piercing through the yellow clouds that filled the sky.

    Morning has come.

    Domi opened his eyes and greeted the shower head that was standing tall against the wall and looking at him as usual.

    “Hello.”

    “Are you awake, master?”

    Domi smiled happily at the sight of the shower head, which was the same as always since she went to sleep last night, and got up to put on her gear.

    “I’ve had a good rest for a while, so should I go to work now?”

    “I will always be by your side, Master.”

    At those words from the shower, Domi smiled pleasantly.

    How long had it been since Domi left home when he finally saw the now familiar Harmon repair shop?

    In front of the repair shop, the friendly owner was sitting there, yawning.

    ‘Still huge.’

    A body that must have been over 190 cm tall, with muscular, well-toned arms that seemed thicker than a sea bream’s waist.

    Aside from his forearms, Harmon’s entire body was covered with solid muscles and a moderate amount of flesh.

    ‘i envy you.’

    Domi was jealous of that.

    Muscle. Flesh. Each and every one of them had great value in this ruined world.

    The fact that something like that is attached to the body is proof that the person is capable and has money and a stable environment where they can get enough nutrition.

    In this world, being plump is more popular than being handsome.

    Although Domi has a face that makes him look like he’ll grow up to be a handsome man, his body is so skinny that you can see his bones because he suffered while living alone as a scavenger before he got a shower.

    So it wasn’t popular.

    Even though he just sat there like that, the women around him showed no interest in Harmon.

    Even Harmon works as a mechanic.

    In this world dominated by machines and oil, he was a talent of unparalleled value.

    “Hello, sir.”

    Domi greeted Harmon with a smile.

    Jealousy anyway, he is the only one in this town who can maintain the robot.

    I needed him to be there to service the shower, so it was nice to always have a smile on my face.

    “Okay. Bye.”

    “You look sleepy.”

    “I’m lacking sleep these days.”

    “Why?”

    “I have something important to do. Are you going to work now?”

    “Yes. I saw the North on my way here, so I’m looking around the South these days.”

    Harmon nodded as if he understood.

    “Then I won’t be able to see you for a few days.”

    “Yes.”

    “Have a nice trip.”

    “Please fix it when you come!”

    “Okay.”

    Smiling and waving, Domi left the village with the shower and headed south.

    Harmon looked at the shower head leaving together.

    I pictured the beautiful rear end inside that huge herd of giants. The swaying buttocks and the fluttering ponytail.

    ‘Ah, I’m going to be bored for a while.’

    I was using it to relieve stress from a hard day.

    It was when Harmon was looking at the shower’s memories through the goggles he was wearing with regret.

    “Excuse me.”

    When he heard a woman’s voice, Harmon turned off the video on his goggles and looked at the other person.

    Blonde hair cut short to the nape of the neck to avoid any distractions.

    Although he wears a mask on his lower face, his eyes are sharp and captivating.

    A beautiful woman covered in dirt and oil.

    Harmon smiled at her.

    “Are you back?”

    “Mister. Please fix it for me.”

    “Money?”

    “None.”

    “Then I can’t do it.”

    The woman thought quietly at Harmon’s words and then said.

    “There are other good things.”

    “Then come in.”

    0 Comments

    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period.
    Note
    // Script to navigate with arrow keys