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Your name is Dirk Strider and you are so fucking lonely. You've thought about it for a while, but maybe you should make a new bot. Just for company this time. No dumb random rap battles, no battle bots, just company. Theres nothing wrong with having some time with a robot dude right? I mean hell, you're surrounded by them. It's better than no body even if they can't do the same things as you'd like to do.
Of course no bot could replace your best bro Jake, but he's not even there to hug you or even comfort you. The poor dude is too far away. You set that aside and look around, thinking for a moment. It's not long before you remember your stupid Auto Responder was bugging you about making him a possible android body so he could just hang out. You've thought about it here and there but you never put your finger tips to the tools to do it. You think of the consequences, then plop down in your chair. Bro wouldn't be home from work in a few months and you certainly weren't going to wait that long for someone to chill out with.
You sit for a moment, thinking of how you should make him before glancing to an unfinished new Brobot body you were going to give to Jake. Hell. He can wait, can't he? You smirk, pull the android body over, and begin to work. Damn you're proud of your shit. You might even consider showing it off to your friends.
You love to brag about your bots.
Aside from that, your eyes begin to travel to the bots hips. Jesus christ, were you seriously thinking about putting a dick on that thing? What would be the good in that? You shake the idea off and dart your eyes back to the head, adding every detail you could think of. It did look a lot like you, but that didn't matter. You didn't care if it looked like you, you didn't care if you gave it a dick, you just wanted company. Nothing else. You're tired of being alone.
After the hardest 8 hours of your life were over, you look at your finished bot proudly, deciding to grab some of your old clothes to put them on the bot of yours, which you do within a good 50 seconds. This thing looks so perfect in your eyes. You reach into your pocket, grasps your phone as you pull it out, and snap a picture. Afterwards you finish transferring your Auto Responders memory, data, and all that other shit into the android. You sit down to witness the awakening of that damn thing before you realize you seriously have to piss. When you shift it feels as if your bladder almost lets go, but you refuse. Jesus christ. *HOW* long have you had to go?
You ignore the pain in your dick when your bot wakes up. "Don't you dare get up" You shoot at him, which he does, sitting right up. God damn it. "Ok you know what, just move your fingers a little and while I go take a piss, try to stand up," "Nah man sit back down. You wanted to witness my shit right? So wait." He replies. God you hate him. You sigh, but sit down anyway, waiting for him to finally get up. It felt like minutes passed before he finally tried to stand. When you do as well, you feel your bladder threatening to let go.
Don't you dare piss your pants in front of this thing.
You take in a deep breath and refuse to release what had been sitting in your damn dick for 8 HOURS. "You alright?" He asks. You just not in response and frown slightly "Can I please go piss now. I've been holding it the whole damn time man." Hal looks back up with you with a rather curious look. "I don't see a problem with going right here."
Oh my god. Was he seriously that fucking dumb or was he just fucking with you?