The dice fell between the two girls with a soft thud landing on the bare tile floor. It bounced off of it spinning in the air before landing on the ground with a loud thud face up on the one side. Both girls looked at it wondering what it meant.

“How am I supposed to know what to do with this…whoever you are.” Chelsea looked up at Ember, her breathing heavy and rushed. She couldn’t deny the arousal still coursing through her. She’d do anything for Ember to be back.

“I am Ember. Your friend. Perfected.” The robot said cold and calculated.

“You’re not Ember. Ember is beautiful. She’s kind and sweet. She knows just what to say and do. You’re just following orders. You don’t even know me.”

“Incorrect. I possess all of Ember’s memories of you, player designation Chelsea.”

“See those are things that Ember wouldn’t say. She’d say something like ‘Chels I’m right here for you.’”

“Chels I am right here for you.” The robot responded in perfect monotone.

Chelsea ripped her hands free from the grip. She could feel whatever it was that was done to her fading. It was as if the arousal was being slowly drained out of her by the second.

“You just don’t get it. You don’t understand her. Us. You may know everything, but you don’t feel it. It’s not what she says, it’s how she says it. It’s the way she knows me, like nobody else has or cares too. She’s the first friend I’ve had where it doesn’t feel forced to just, exist. We can just be.”

Chelsea walked across the bathroom, pacing in a small line. “She can just take your hand and you’ll feel like everything is okay. Her smile, it’s like a thousand bright fireflies buzzing in your brain. She can make any day better by just being there.”

Chelsea felt the warmth fill her heart. It wasn’t the first time she felt it, she felt it anytime she thought about Ember or described her to someone. Of course it wasn’t something she’d say to Ember, it was, private. She knew the other girl didn’t feel the same way about her. Chelsea had made a number of moves on Ember over the last year to test the waters. Subtle things, a cheeky flirty line here and there, cuddling close during a movie night, trying to invite Ember out to party with her, subtle touches here and there.

Ember always played them off as something friends did. Like it was a casual thing between them. Sure Chelsea felt disheartened, but something about this, this moment right now felt so much worse. It was as if she didn’t speak and say these things her heart would explode.

“And then her body. She’s so soft and perfect. I didn’t even know I was into taller girls until she put her hand on my head and pet me that one time. It wasn’t even flirty, just almost a power play. God it left me dripping for days.” Chelsea placed her hand on her chest breathing deeply.

“And I know she’s envious of my breasts, but her tits are so perky and cute. The way they sit perfectly balanced on her chest, perfect handfuls and just enough for me to bury my face between them. And that ass. Oh god Ember’s ass is divine. I’d kill for that, I’m so top heavy and she’s stacked below. Just let her plant that ass on my face and I’ll die happy.”

Chelsea gasped, gripping the counter with her free hand for support. It was as if each word was supercharged with electricity lighting a fire inside of her brain. “And let’s not talk about how I know she’s great in bed. I know how big she is and god would she fill me just right. Plus her legs are so long, and she’s got such a soft stomach. We could fuck in any position and it would be incredible. But-“

Chelsea gasped, turning back to the robot, her face flushed, sweat beading on her forehead, pupils dilated. “But that’s nothing compared to her. Everything she is, everything that’s made her who she is. All those experiences that you can’t comprehend are what make her the person I love. So you damn well give me back my Ember! You give me back the woman I love right damn now!”

Chelsea screamed as if the words unlocked something in her heart. She could feel in her head the echoing words of her voice screaming at her.

“Speak true and let love be. Only your passion can set your partner free.”

Chelsea gripped the counter with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes. She whimpered softly with ragged breaths as the first of the tears fell, splashing down onto the marble countertop.

“Thank you…” She whispered softly hoping that if by some miracle the game could here her in the bathroom, she let it knew what this meant to her.

“Chels…” Ember said softly from across the room, barely a whisper.

Chelsea’s head shot up. There was Ember, still a robot, but that was her Ember. Every bit of her shone through in the way she held her shoulders, the way her eyes looked with worry and fear. The subtle way she bit at her lower lip.

Chelsea got up and ran over throwing her arms around Ember’s neck and burying her head into her shoulder. The cold metal wasn’t soft or comforting but Chelsea felt safe at home.

Ember wrapped her arms around the smaller girl holding her tightly. “What happened? The last thing I remember was everything being pulled out of me. It was like I was being erased. It was like a fantasy I’ve had, but it was so awful in reality. To feel myself going away. And then suddenly I was back and you were crying. Are you okay?”

Chelsea nodded into her shoulder. “Never leave me again okay.”

Ember pulled Chelsea off of her shoulder. “What’s going on? Talk to me.”

Chelsea wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “Just promise me okay.”

“I promise but you have to explain to me what happened.”

“My turn happened and brought you back to me.”

Ember looked at her confused. “Yeah but why? I felt myself being pulled back and there isn’t the robotic half of me in my head. But I can still see everything as if there was and-“ Ember stopped suddenly looking Chelsea over head to toe. 

Chelsea looked down where Ember was looking between her legs to see the wetness on her thighs that shimmered in the light. Chelsea blushed and buried her face in her shoulder.

“Chels what’s going on? Just talk to me.” Ember gently touched her chin and lifted it up to look at her face.

Chelsea sighed and nuzzled into Ember’s hand. She could feel the cold robot girls body and wished that her friend could feel the emotions she was putting out with the gesture. “I love you Ember.”

“I love you too Chels…”

Chelsea leaned forward slowly backing Ember up against the wall with her chest. She placed her hands on the robot’s arms and stood up on her toes. Even so she barely could reach the robot girl’s lips with hers. “No. Embs. I really love you. I have for a while now. I just wanted you to know.”

Ember just stood there dumbfounded. Her jaw hung open, trembling slightly. Her eyes searched over Chelsea’s face taking in every bit of data she could manage from her readings. Even so nothing clicked for her.

“I’m going to kiss you now.” Chelsea said without a hint of question in her voice. Ember nodded, waiting eagerly for the lips she had only fantasized about to kiss her. Chelsea leaned in capturing the robot girls lips with hers. It was a soft kiss, tender, filled with emotion and longing. Both girls pulled back at the same time waiting to see what would happen.

“I have the dice in my hand.” Ember said, whispering softly trying not to kill the mood.

“Don’t roll it. Not yet.” Chelsea said slowly pressing her lips to the robot’s right cheek.

“I want to Chels. I’m thinking really hard about something and I really, really, really need it to happen.”

“I won’t stop you, but what is it that-“

“I kinda can’t have a lot of fun right now. Not that I don’t want to. But this robot body is designed for function, not pleasure. I might not really know how it all works yet, but I can tell that my systems are not designed for…” Ember looked away trying to figure out how to say it. “For sex.”

Chelsea chuckled and tapped on Ember’s bare chest, the hard shells that replaced her typically bouncy breasts rang out. “That does seem to be the case. Alrighty I trust you. But if the game just gave you back to me and then drags you away, I’ll be pretty disappointed.”

“Then I guess we’re leaving it up to fate.”

Ember tossed the dice nervously. Chelsea’s body was pressed up against her, saying the words she only wished to hear, and here Ember was risking everything by rolling the dice. She could almost laugh at the metaphor.

Neither one of the girls looked at the dice. Both intently focused on each other. Ember had a million questions. How long had Chelsea felt this way? Why hadn’t she said anything sooner? Was Ember good enough? Was her body good enough for Chelsea? What if she let her down like all her hookups?

“Talk to me. You’re getting lost in your thoughts.” Chelsea said softly.

“I’m just worried. What if-“

“You’ve always been enough. All of you. I know what you’re thinking and I just want you to know, you’re perfect. Every bit of you.”

Ember nodded. She could feel the emotions well up in her and mentally cursed the robotic form preventing her from showing it. Turns out even your fantasies have limitations.

“I just thought with all the joking about it. Maybe it wasn’t something you wanted.”

“You were the one always playing my advances off as jokes!”

“I was-“ Ember’s brain short circuited. “Oh god you weren’t doing the thing where you flirted jokingly with everyone were you? Oh I’m so stupid.”

Chelsea chuckled. “Yes but it’s part of your charm.”

Ember gasped, eyes going wide. Her hands quickly pushed Chelsea to the side as she rushed to the counter doubling over it. She shook as if she was vibrating inside and out. Everything was shaking, every single part of her body felt electric.

“Fantasies are a cocktail stirred and shaken, feel your new android body awaken.”

The words flickered in front of Ember’s eyes as a surge of electricity ran down her spine. She could feel the shell around her feet start to flake and peel away disappearing into the air. The sensation of her skin shedding felt almost visceral as she looked down at her arms. The same effect seemed to be happening to her there, fingertips dissipating, leaving behind a fleshy synthetic surface. Ember could still see subtle grooves carved into the skin, to the naked eye they looked almost like tattoos but she was still hyper vigilant thanks to the robotic eyes.

The peeling crept higher, replacing ball joints with a skin coating. Subtle waves of electricity ran over each groove, tracing upward imperceptible to the human eye. Ember gripped the counter as the energy surged up into her chest and groin. Her cock and breasts burst free from the metallic shells that had been holding them hostage. She could feel her breasts bounce gently, nipples growing hard as the surge of energy crept up her neck. She could feel it pressing inside of her now, replacing wires and machine parts with organs and muscles, nerves and bones. She had never felt so happy to be human.

The shedding crawled up over her face and suddenly let her hair free. Rich purple and green waves flowed out of the top of her head with a poof and fell down over her shoulders. The synthetic hair waved gently in the air, small traces of electricity running down it as it pulled itself back behind her back, tying itself into a braid.

Beginning initialize sequence. Stand by.

Ember felt the words activate in her brain like a motor clicking on, her body came to life. Sensations flooded into her. The cold feel of the marble countertop on her hands, the floor against her toes. She could smell the scent of sex in the small room, feel the cold air brushing against her bare breasts. The way her jeans and underwear hugged her ass and legs tightly. The intense pressure of her hard cock straining against them. She could sense Chelsea’s heartbeat behind her, see how it changed. She could hear her soft breaths, feel the heat radiate off of her in her internal processing.

She gasped, air flooding into her lungs. She blinked quickly shaking off the daze, her mind still a mix of human emotions and technical readings. It was a lot, but not too much. Combining it all felt so natural to Ember. She tenderly reached up touching her face and could feel the heat under the skin. She felt so soft, softer than her body ever felt. She could see the small lines like tattoos that ran down from her eyes and around her face. The subtle blue pulses that ran up them made her smile. It was as if she was looking at her own nerve impulses.

“Embs….”

Ember turned to look at Chelsea. She could see her heart rate peak as soon as she did. Her senses indicated that Chelsea was turned on, not that Ember needed that info. She did like that she could see even the small bead of juices that was forming on the edge of Chelsea’s pussy.

“Chels… I still need to finish preparing you.” Ember stepped forward a predatory gleam in her eye.

Chelsea leaned back against the wall, her breathing growing heavier. “Is this what you were hoping for?”

Ember nodded and placed her hands on Chelsea’s breasts. She felt her fingers extend slightly, growing longer so that she could grab more of each breast. She smirked to herself. “I’m still figuring out all the features, but you might enjoy this one.” Ember flicked a switch in her brain, her hands suddenly buzzing to life vibrating. She squeezed gingerly at Chelsea’s bare skin, admiring how the soft flesh felt beneath her hands.

Chelsea gasped, head slamming against the wall gently. “F-F-F-Fuck…..”

Ember grinned and leaned in capturing her partner’s lips in a kiss. Chelsea greedily forced her tongue into Ember’s mouth attempting to take control. Ember smiled and slowly started extending her tongue, stretching it down over Chelsea’s tongue and toward the back of her mouth. Chelsea only opened her mouth wider, letting the invading member snake down the back of her throat. 

Ember seeing an opportunity began to activate the aphrodisiac she had used prior. Immediately Chelsea’s body began to melt in her hand. Her muscles started to relax, heart rate racing, breathing growing ragged and needy. Ember watched her pupils dilate and swell. She smirked and slowly leaned back, dragging her long tongue out of Chelsea’s mouth like a snake. It slowly retreated back to normal length as it slipped back into her mouth. She looked down to where Chelsea’s need pussy was swelling up, her clit already peeking out from its hood desperate to be touched.

Some part of Ember wanted to drop to her knees and worship Chelsea’s body. Satisfy her to know end. Leave her with Ember’s name still echoing from the scream on her lips. But she knew that wasn’t for her, now. She pouted angrily, the command threatening to break her mind if she didn’t obey it.

Chelsea’s cry of pleasure broke her out of her daze. The smaller girl came, her body shaking in delight her breasts vibrated heavily in Ember’s tight grip. Ember slowly turned off the vibrations and shifted her arms around behind Chelsea’s back slowly pulling her into a tight embrace. The smaller girl shook, riding out her orgasm against her cybernetic partner.

“Not fair….” Chelsea whined in the aftershocks of her first orgasm of the night.

“Shhh Chels. We’ll have plenty of time to do this in the future. I had to do my job though.” Ember said petting Chelsea’s head softly with one of her hands.

“But not like this….Don’t want you to change back. You’re so pretty…”

Ember looked at her holding Chelsea in the mirror. She hadn’t really looked at herself, actually looked at herself. Chelsea was right, she looked, no, she felt right. Like this was her body. It had been a long time since Ember felt like she belonged in her body. She first felt it years ago after beginning to transition, but this felt like that but intensified even more. Chelsea was right she was always right.

“It is not your turn to play the game, but would you like your world to remain the same?”

“Chels…” Ember could see the words flashing in front of her vision. “I think the game is offering me the choice to stay like this forever.”

“Pretty girl….” Chelsea said slowly drooling into Ember’s breasts. She nipped gently at one of them. Ember barely registered the sensation but smiled none the less.

“Game if this is you. What happens to me? To everyone else? What does me saying yes do?”

“Your player identity will assume the will of the game, a culmination of outcomes no longer influenced by your desires. You will take on the roll of the villain, however any actions or effects caused by the game shall become your new baseline to return to after the game.”

“So I’ll stay like this. In this body. Forever?” Ember closed her eyes and searched through her programming, her body, everything. Looking for any signs of a catch, any dangers. But for all her searching all she could find was that she was human, just, enhanced. 

“Why are you doing this? Making me this offer?”

“Our job is to leave you satisfied. We have become aware of intense desire in you and will facilitate it.”

“I’ll do it. And….” Ember paused thinking it over. The words felt weird to her but she was always taught manners. “Thank you. For this.”

“New baseline set. Player Ember will now continue playing via board control. Welcome to the game.”

Stella opened her phone. She had just gotten off work from the animal shelter and had settled into her car when the message from Ry came in. She looked over it confused. Sure Ry was weird, but she loved them with all of her being. If they were saying to come over, then it must be something good. It wouldn’t be the first time she got a cryptic message from them.

She responded with a reaction image of a cute cat girl giving a thumbs up and wink before closing out of the messages app. She typed in Ember’s new address and hooked her phone up to the car.

The radio turned on as the rain slowly started to fall, soft patters on the window. Stella turned on the wipers and put the car into drive pulling out onto the highway. It should only take her about thirty minutes to get there. She couldn’t possibly miss that much.