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Uzi hated her life. Within a dark, closed-in room, a lonely Uzi Doorman lay on her bed, thinking about the events that made up the past day. A deep depression in her mood had draped itself over her like a blanket, covering her entirety. Even though it had been years since she made that life-changing decision, she was still ridiculed for it on a daily basis. Her father wanted nothing to do with her, going as far as to hang posters claiming her to be nothing more than a failure, just so he could distance himself from her. Humanity had the displeasure of assigning words to some of the most demented, terrible, awful things just for her classmates to use those words as ammunition against her. Sometimes, like this particular day, she’d come home with her visor cracked, her chassis leaking oil, and her arms decorated in cuts. The artistry of a mob of her classmates painting her, their canvas, with reminders that she’ll never be like everyone else. That she’ll always be the weird one.
She had a stockpile of spare parts to replace her broken ones, mostly because the doctors were some of the few drones who were content with her existence. They had much more knowledge of who she was and the decision she made and helped her achieve the end goal of her decision as far as they could. While they did tend to feel bad for her with what her classmates regularly did, they really couldn’t change much with how little say they had, so they held their tongues. Uzi had already used the spare parts to repair herself once again. All she could do now was think about the only other drones that cared. As if on cue, one of them knocked on her door.
“Hey Uzi, you mind if I come in?” Lizzy delicately asked. Lizzy was one of the two drones that really cared about Uzi. They couldn’t show it publicly, lest Lizzy’s reputation be burned at the stake as if the Salem Witch Trials were held on Copper-9, but Lizzy cared about Uzi more than she could show.
“Y-yeah…” Uzi shakily responded, remotely undoing her door’s lock. Lizzy walked into the room, locking the door behind her. Uzi’s father wasn’t home, and considering who he was, it wasn’t like a door lock would stop him, but it was better safe than sorry. Lizzy saw that Uzi was repaired and let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, glad to see her unharmed.
“I heard what happened… I… I’m so sorry.” Lizzy apologized for something that she wasn’t responsible for, but felt she could’ve stopped. She sat on the side of Uzi’s bed.
“It’s fine… this happens all… all the time. I’ll live.”
“No!” Lizzy snapped, shocking both of them. She breathed in and out to cool herself down. “No. This… this shouldn’t be so normal, Uzi! I’m… I’m worried. I just want to do something about it. I want you to be safe, Uz. I hate just… being forced to do nothing and just… watch as you get beaten. It hurts that I can’t–”
“Liz.” Uzi had sat up while Lizzy was talking, now sitting right next to the cheerleader, looking into her rosé eyelights. “It sucks but… what can we do?”
“I…”
“I hate it too babe, but there really isn’t that much we can–”
“We don’t have to stay!” Lizzy blurted, finally letting an idea slip that she’d been holding onto for a few weeks now.
“What?”
“Shit.” Lizzy thought. She wasn’t ready to share the idea yet, as it was meant to be a surprise for Uzi’s birthday in a few weeks.
“I… wasn’t supposed to say that. That was supposed to be a surprise. Uh… happy early birthday…? I was just trying to plan something–”
“You want to… leave the colony… with me?” Uzi asked, her voice sounding as if it had been run through a cheese grater. Tears formed in her digital display, making Lizzy worried about what strong emotion caused their existence.
“W-well… yeah. I just thought we could be happier–” Lizzy tried to explain, but she was cut off as Uzi collapsed onto her, capturing the cheerleader in an embrace. Uzi started to cry as her grip on Lizzy got tighter.
“I–” Uzi choked out between crocodile tears, “I love you. I love you so much!” Lizzy returned the hug.
“I love you too, babe.”
An hour had come and gone, and during that time both Uzi and Lizzy planned the action that would change their lives forever. They’d give it one more day, and after that day passed they’d run away together, lives held in each others’ hands. There was greater risk out in the unknown, but they would never have to deal with their abhorrent classmates again. Lizzy’s popularity would mean that Uzi’s disappearance would go almost unnoticed, and they both knew that anyone who did notice either wouldn’t care or would assume Uzi took herself out. It hurt them to think about how nobody would care about Uzi’s disappearance, but if nothing else, it was more convenient for the plan. Having planned everything in an hour, they still had plenty of time before Lizzy had to go home and sleep.
“Seriously, I just… I can’t thank you enough.” Uzi expressed her immeasurable gratitude to Lizzy.
“You know it hurt watching all that happen all the time babe, I just couldn’t take it,” Lizzy responded.
“I know, it’s just… ugh… Robo-God, it’s probably disgusting how much I love you.”
“Nah, I love you more.”
“Not possible, I love you too much.”
“Anything’s possible.”
“I still love you more.”
“Nope, it’s me!”
“No, me!”
“Oh yeah—mmph!!” Lizzy was cut off from playfully arguing any longer when Uzi caught her in a surprise kiss. It didn’t last long, but it was enough to change Lizzy’s mood into something more intimate.
“I’m serious, though,” Uzi panted as they broke from the kiss, “I love you so, so much.”
“I love you too, Violet,” Lizzy affirmed, “I love you a lot.”
Lizzy scooted closer to Uzi on the bed, quickly capturing her lover in a french kiss. She prodded her tongue against her girlfriend’s lips, which immediately opened to grant Lizzy the entrance she desired. Their artificial muscles danced around one another, exploring every last bit of their partner’s mouth. Uzi wrapped her arms around Lizzy, making sure she was still there. Lizzy returned the embrace, wordlessly reminding Uzi that this was real.
Uzi had obviously always been lonely before Lizzy came along. After she made her decision, the loneliness only got worse for her. She felt like she’d never have any friends, like she’d never be accepted. Sometimes she even almost regretted her decision, but there was no turning back. She just hoped they’d eventually forget and treat her like they did before.
So, one can imagine that Uzi expected nothing good when Lizzy showed up at her door. Despite that, something in her, perhaps the drowning loneliness, compelled her to invite Lizzy in, so she did just that. It was then that Lizzy revealed that she had just been dumped by Rebecca for Darren. Lizzy had been heartbroken at the time and felt that Uzi would be the only one to understand how she felt. Their secret friendship blossomed from that day, until a few weeks later when it became something more. Lizzy admitted that she liked Uzi, and that moment became Uzi’s first kiss. Then, her second. Then her third. So on and so forth, until it became her first time as well.
Sometimes, Uzi needed to be reminded that this was real, that in a world where she may never be accepted, there was someone who loved her so much. Just when she thought things were too good to be true, somehow, they got even better.
The sounds coming from Uzi and Lizzy were muffled by their lips covering all the action, but to the figure waiting for an opening, they were plenty loud enough. The two of them broke the lip-lock, instead letting their tongues wrap around one another in the open air and their noises bounced off of the soundproof walls. Uzi let out an undignified moan, while Lizzy continued panting from the intense intimacy of their kiss. Eventually, they tore themselves from the comfort of the other and ceased kissing, a trail of saliva briefly connecting their tongues as they parted. The figure chuckled from inside the vents of Uzi’s room.
“Aw, are you two having fun without me? You wound me~!” the figure dramatically exclaimed, very evidently not actually offended by them. The figure dropped from the vent, the cloak of shadow removed from its body to reveal the form of a Murder Drone. An X took the spot of eyes on its visor, and in place of hands, it had massive metal claws.
“Alright V, no need to keep the act up,” Lizzy announced, immediately dropping the tension in the room, though in reality there wasn’t any, to begin with.
“Not in the mood? Damn.” V said, eyes replacing the X on her screen.
“Sorry, just…” Uzi tried to say something, but the words nearly died in her throat, “Not a great day…” she said in a much smaller voice. V sat on the bed with the two of them.
“You… uh…” she cleared her throat, “need anyone to… let’s say… “fall out a window”? Y’know, USSR style?” The question got a laugh out of Uzi, thus achieving what V intended it to do. She expected Uzi to be one to read up on millennia-old human history. “Seriously though, if you need anything, not just murder, I’ll be here. For both of you.”
“Actually… I’ve got an idea.” Lizzy proposed, “I’m pretty sure Uzi and I are already in the mood, so… you in the mood for some fun with us, V?”
“As long as you two are up for it,” V answered.
Uzi stammered, “W-well, I… I uh…”
V noted, “Don’t feel forced into anything if you aren’t ready–”
“N-no! No, it’s not that. I’m fine with it, it’s just… people kinda… judge me. A lot.”
“Ok, but if you ever feel uncomfortable with anything, just tell me, ok?”
“I’ll give you two some time, I had Uzi for a while,” Lizzy permitted, “Just don’t go too far without me.”
“We’d never,” Uzi affirmed. She planted a kiss on V’s lips, her own mouth preemptively open to allow V access. V was much more dominant than Lizzy, as to be expected from the Disassembly Drone, but she was surprisingly gentle in the ways she rocked Uzi’s world, despite the two never even having sex. V’s tongue entered Uzi’s mouth, its larger size filling the area more than Lizzy’s, not really giving Uzi much room to move her own tongue. She gripped the smaller drone with her hands, which had been claws up until that point. Her muscle swirled inside Uzi’s mouth, wrapping around the goth’s tongue many times. Uzi moved her arms with the strength of one hundred workers just to escape V’s grip for a second, using that second to wrap her arms around V’s back. Uzi closed her eyes and remembered how V joined them.
V’s introduction to the relationship was a somber one, which may come as a surprise considering who she is. Uzi had just finished making a railgun she believed to be capable of killing a Murder Drone, and Lizzy, having witnessed and helped with its creation, was more than confident that it could. That night, they snuck out to achieve the weapon’s goal. They arrived at the corpse spire, only to find one Murder Drone there, in a state only describable as extreme grief. The source of its grief lay in front of it, motionless, dead. It was another Murder Drone, this one wearing a hat and a coat. Its visor displayed the message “FATAL ERROR: SYSTEM COMPROMISED BEYOND REPAIR”. Something about the scene resonated within Uzi, and despite pushback from Lizzy, she went to comfort the Murder Drone, which ended up being V. Surprisingly, V made no attempts to hurt Uzi, even when Uzi put her hand on her shoulder to tell her she wasn’t alone. Instead, V cried even more than she was, and for one reason or another, Uzi stuck around. Perhaps Uzi recognized V’s crippling loneliness, one hikikomori to another, or maybe she just felt pity for her. Despite all of her systems telling her to get away from the murder machine that was V, she stayed.
V told them what happened after she was able to speak again. Her boss, J, had stuck her coworker, N, with a virus chip that ended up killing him. V was grieving not just because N was all the social interaction she got, but also because she felt she treated him terribly and never apologized to him. In her eyes, he died thinking of her as a terrible person. The two of them made a compromise with V, agreeing that neither would kill the other party, and in exchange, they’d collectively plan to kill J. As the three met night after night, their simple temporary alliance became a friendship, which soon evolved into something more. Their meeting spot held a very awkward silence when Uzi and Lizzy simultaneously admitted to having a crush on V, and V admitted to liking both of them at the exact same time. From then on, the three of them were dating. Killing J was their first date as a polycule, and if anyone else knew about it, they’d say it was the best first date the planet had ever seen.
They held an impromptu funeral for N shortly after, now that J was dead they felt his robo-soul could properly move on. It was the only time since they met that either of them saw V cry. They learned who N really was beyond a Disassembly Drone and why V cared so much about him, though it seemed as if V wanted to share more but the fourth stage of grief caught her first. After that day, V seemed to have had a weight lifted from her shoulders, behaving much happier and clingier. Whenever she dropped by to visit Uzi and Lizzy, she was always upbeat, and somehow the three of them always ended up cuddling by the end of the night. Nobody minded that, especially not Uzi, who had been touch-starved for most of her life.
On occasion, Uzi thinks that she shouldn’t have her girlfriends. That she’s just too weird to have such amazing people caring about her. On occasion, Lizzy thinks she’s hurting her girlfriends. That by keeping the relationship secret, she’s only ever going to cause more harm. On occasion, V thinks that she doesn’t deserve her girlfriends. That she’s taken too many lives to be considered lovable. Despite all of their doubts, all of their worries, all of their fears, they’ll always be by each others’ sides. Cliché as it may be, these thoughts never last. If they had until the heat death of everything, they couldn’t express even a fraction of a fraction of how much they love each other.
(A.N: Ok that’s enough heartwarming stuff, back to the pornography starring your mother, which will be only the second-worst thing to happen to you today. The Spy has already breached our defenses…)
Uzi opened her eyes, comforted in finding that V was still there. The two of them separated from the intense kiss, as they did their loud breaths resonated against the metal walls and a plume of steam came from V’s mouth. Uzi groaned in anticipation at what was surely to come soon. She sharply gasped as she felt V’s hand travel down her panties and start rubbing against her casing. Uzi bucked her hips into V’s hand, gripping onto the Disassembly Drone tighter.
“Mmm… you like that, don’t you~?” V seductively whispered into Uzi’s auditory receptors. Uzi couldn’t respond if she wanted to; she was too busy humping V’s hand. Lizzy, meanwhile, was recording the moment both with her phone and with her built-in sight recorder. “I bet you’d like it more if I just opened this up~” V continued to tease, but as she pressed the button on Uzi’s crotch to open her hatch, Uzi and Lizzy simultaneously realized something: V didn’t know.
“V-V wa-ait–” Uzi stammered, her voice cracking from panic, but it was far too late.
V pressed the button, and her hand suddenly held a—very erect—cock. V looked Uzi in the eyes…
…and kissed her right on the lips. When they separated, V had a smug grin on her face.
“You really thought this thing–” V gently squeezed Uzi’s shaft, causing it to leak a small amount of pre-ejaculate, “–was gonna override everything we’ve been through? Violet, I don’t care what’s in your pants, I care about you. I… would’ve appreciated knowing, but… that’s not gonna be a dealbreaker.”
Lizzy wiped a bit of digital sweat off of her visor. She came up next to V, ready to begin.
“I told you two not to start without me! You’re lucky you’re both super hot…” Lizzy jokingly complained.
“I won’t leave you out of this, c’mere,” V said, pulling Lizzy into a steamy—figuratively and literally—make-out session. As their tongues wrestled with each other, V took Uzi’s clothes off. Starting with her shorts, then her panties, then her sweater, and finally her undershirt, leaving the purple drone bare. Her dick throbbed as she watched her girlfriends make out in front of her, only getting even harder as V stripped herself and Lizzy as well. They separated from the liplock, and V gave a smug look.
She rhetorically asked, “Now, you want to see what having unrestricted access to previously human-owned files can show you?”
Before Uzi or Lizzy could comment, V took Uzi’s shaft into her mouth, hungrily sucking on the rod while her tongue wormed around it. Uzi released a very undignified moan, one that in any other state of mind she would’ve been embarrassed about to no end, but at the moment she couldn’t care less. Just as quickly as she started, V stopped.
“C’mon, don’t just watch, prep,” V instructed as she pulled Lizzy closer to Uzi’s tool.
Lizzy responded, “I was gonna, settle.”
V and Lizzy gave each other a look and wordlessly decided on what to do. They agreed to make Uzi’s bad day just a bit better. Lizzy started to suck on Uzi directly, while V attacked from the side, lapping at her rod. Uzi groaned at the doubled stimulation, repeatedly bucking her hips forward as she did. V moved from the length of her shaft to the head, making Lizzy move out of the way. V made a gesture with her head to Lizzy, who picked up what she was indicating immediately. V and Lizzy met in a sloppy tongue kiss on the head of Uzi’s cock, both of their slimy muscles dragging across it, leaving a glazing of saliva coating the head of her shaft. This action sent Uzi over the edge very quickly.
“Ahhgh– I’m-I’m gonna–! I’M CUMMING!!” She yelped. As she said this, V and Lizzy repositioned themselves, leaving her dick entirely and instead getting in front of it. Just in time, because Uzi came a massive load at that moment, ropes of white shot from her, getting on both V and Lizzy’s faces, along with the floor and some of the wall, but those are irrelevant. Uzi screamed in pleasure as the fire in her nether regions was quenched and she fell limp onto the bed. Her systems fell into a reboot, though that only lasted a second or two.
“Hhh-holy… hell…” Uzi breathlessly exclaimed, “that… was amazing…”
She heard the opening of two hatches, and almost instantly knew that her currently still-hard cock was about to have every last drop of cum drained. If she were human, her blood would’ve left her face, leaving it pale. She plastered a giddy grin on her face and her eyes went hollow.
“The fun isn’t over yet~” V seductively stated.
Lizzy asked, “Ready for round 2, babe?” just as seductively.
The two got onto Uzi’s lap, facing each other. V put one of Lizzy’s legs over hers while positioning her own leg over Lizzy’s. They pressed their ports onto Uzi’s dick and started rubbing them against it. Shockwaves of pleasure ruptured Uzi to her core as she futilely attempted to hump her girlfriends, though she was incapable of movement due to the weight of two drones crushing her and her package, and she loved it. Uzi moaned to the heavens as she came again, this time yielding quite a lot less, but still a large amount. The cum got onto V and Lizzy’s lower bodies and more of the floor, along with some of Uzi’s blankets. Once again, Uzi’s systems fell into a brief state of self-recovery.
“Hm, a bit faster than last time,” V stated.
“I know her limits,” Lizzy informed, “She’s usually got a bit more, but today I think she’s just got one more round in her.”
“Damn, she’s tough as hell! Should’ve expected that from someone as amazing as her, to be honest.”
“Yeah, she’s great. What’s not to love?” Lizzy rhetorically asked, trying to kill time until Uzi reawakened.
“Exactly! She’s brave, beautiful, caring, the list goes on!”
“I’m saying like, I don’t think I could list everything I love about her!”
“Can’t believe the people here really think of her so… …yeah.”
“If I was a Disassembly Drone, I’d–!”
“D-did you guys really mean all that?” Uzi asked, her systems having been rebooted for long enough to hear them complimenting her.
“Of course,” V affirmed.
“And don’t you ever forget how much we care.” Lizzy mock-threatened.
Tears flooded Uzi’s digital eyes along with a small smile, genuinity making up for its small size.
“I love you guys so much…” she sniffled.
“I love you both too,” V stated.
“I love you. Both you idiots,” Lizzy confirmed.
“…shit, I-I made our sex awkward, s-sorry…”
“You come before sex, ‘Zi. I wanna be sure you’re ok. You’re important.”
“Take your time, babe. Just tell us when you’re ready to keep going.”
Uzi took a second to steady herself and remembered how to CALM DOWN, taking a deep breath in and letting a long exhale out. She checked her vitals. Her core was beating at 1.43 beats per second, just about average. Her battery was at 22%, not particularly great but enough to last one more round. Her CPU usage was at 37%, higher than average, but that was to be expected considering what they were doing. She opened her eyes once again, not having noticed that she closed them.
“Alright,” she announced, “let’s keep going. Let’s make this one count, ‘cause it’s probably all I’ve got left for tonight.”
V briefly displayed a lightbulb on her visor.
“Hey Liz, you want her?” she asked.
“I think I know where you’re going, you can have that, I’ll take something else.” Lizzy quickly answered.
“A’ight.”
V got onto Uzi’s lap and faced towards her, brushing her port against Uzi’s dick. Lizzy crawled to Uzi’s upper half, making Lizzy’s cryptic statement click with the other two.
“Hey babe, you’re ok with–” Lizzy began to ask.
“Yes. Yes I am.” Uzi replied very quickly, to the point where her voice cracked due to just how fast her CPU sent the vocal inputs.
“Wow, didn’t expect you to be that excited, not that I mind~” Lizzy remarked. She brought one leg over Uzi’s head and faced toward V. “Ready~?”
“Bring it.”
Lizzy lowered herself onto Uzi, who quickly began licking at her port. Lizzy sharply gasped at the suddenness of the action. Uzi wormed her tongue into Lizzy’s port, spiraling it around inside the cheerleader. She planted many short kisses onto the surface of her port while her tongue was occupied, getting a very satisfying reaction from Lizzy.
Meanwhile, V lifted herself slightly and gently grabbed Uzi’s cock, aligning it with her port. She inserted Uzi’s dick into her, taking it in until she reached Uzi’s hips. She shifted a few times to be certain that it was well inside of her, releasing heavy breaths all the while. She began to thrust her hips forward, which caused Uzi to moan, though the sound was muffled by Lizzy.
V and Lizzy looked at each other in the visors. Judging by Uzi’s increased squirming under them, she was getting close already. V ambushed Lizzy with a surprise kiss, keeping Lizzy in place with her arms. The cheerleader barely had any time to savor the kiss before she was knocked over the edge. She shrieked out what would’ve been a deafening moan had V not been muffling it, and her port sprayed multiple waves of ejaculate into Uzi’s mouth, each one making her go more limp until eventually her systems needed to reboot. She fell from her position, breaking the kiss, leaning onto V while still covering Uzi’s mouth.
Uzi wasn’t too far behind Lizzy either. V thrust her hips one more time and Uzi was gone. She screamed out what was likely her partners’ names with each small breath she took in, but whatever she was saying was muffled beyond proper recognition. Her cock twitched and throbbed inside of V, before finally giving in and letting out her load, just as massive as the first. Uzi released rope after rope of cum into V’s port, each one painting her inner walls white. After nearly a minute straight of orgasming, Uzi fell from her high and went into recharge, having expended all of her battery. V—making sure to keep all of Uzi’s cum inside her by remotely closing her port after getting off Uzi—carried Lizzy with her, sitting against a nearby wall.
Lizzy reawoke, finding herself being held by V, off of Uzi’s bed.
“Hey…” Lizzy said.
“‘Sup, Liz?” V asked.
“Did you… climax? At all?”
“No, but–”
“No buts, girlfriend. Open that port. I’m not sugarcoating this, I’m gonna eat you out.”
A large blush invaded V’s screen. Her core was beating out of her chassis.
“S-sure.”
V opened the hatch to her port, and Lizzy immediately got to work. She lapped up any of Uzi’s cum that leaked, before sticking her tongue in and out repeatedly. While she was in, she tried to lick at every surface she could reach, and while she was out she made circles with her tongue. V moaned loudly, a noise Lizzy ate up like she was with V’s robo-pussy. When she saw V getting close, she jabbed her tongue fully inside as far as she could reach while her lips sucked at the entirety of V’s port. V lost control very quickly and came. She roared as she reached her climax, wave upon wave of fluid flooded Lizzy’s mouth, though some did get on her face and some leaked out of her mouth down her neck. V went into a short reboot following her intense climax. Lizzy closed V’s port along with her own. She stood up, kissed V on the cheek, walked over to Uzi, and kissed her on the cheek too.
V and Lizzy left shortly after they got their clothes back on, but not before making sure to write Uzi a post-it note to tell her they left. They had also made sure to re-dress Uzi and tuck her into bed, along with cleaning the mess they’d made. Uzi was thankful for all that, but if she was being honest? After that night, it felt like she fell in love with V and Lizzy all over again.
Uzi, as a result of her complete social isolation, gets attached very easily. Lizzy gave her the love and care she had been neglected for her whole life ever since Nori passed, so it’s no wonder she fell so hard for the cheerleader. V, on the other hand, gave her life the action and drama she desperately craved while still taking time to make sure she was ok, so it’s obvious why Uzi loves her so. Lizzy and V, despite being just two people, gave Uzi everything she could ever want. After this last day, Uzi would be the happiest drone on the planet.
The day was a normal one, unfortunately. Uzi suffered through more torment from her classmates, though today it bothered her less. She had a goal at the end of the day, the light at the end of the tunnel. For the gothic drone, that bright light was more than enough to illuminate the dark tunnel that was her life in the colony. She was ready to run out of the tunnel and start a new life, a better one. She would find a new purpose out there, and she couldn’t be happier.
Lizzy beat her to her room, somehow, and greeted her with a tackle-hug. Uzi was stuck on the floor in an instant, though she didn’t mind much. The two gathered everything Uzi wanted to bring, though they knew they could always sneak back in and steal stuff, they preferred to stay away. When everything was packed, they climbed into the vents and left.
“No turning back after this, huh?” Uzi asked, staring into the vent grate. The outside shone with the brilliant orange of the evening, illuminating lines on Uzi’s face. “One last time. You’re certain?”
“Uzi… I can’t call these people friends when they do that to you,” Lizzy affirmed, “I’m sure of it. Let’s make a new life, together.”
“Then let’s do this.” Uzi brought her hand, folded into a fist, backward before smashing it into the grate, sending it flying off its hinges.
Uzi jumped first, then Lizzy. Lizzy took Uzi’s right hand in her left, and the two ran into their new life.
“You think V would let us crash at her place for a bit?” Uzi asked, though she already knew the answer.
Uzi loved her life. Outside in the bright light, she made plans to do more with her new chance at life. A blanket of starlight coated her, and she began to laugh with a joy she’d not felt in years. Her girlfriends loved her, and she loved them back twice as much. What else could she ask for?