I got an internship at this pretty state of the art private lab that researched life like robotics. They were making giant strides in the field and I had to admit it was incredible to be part of it all.

 

I was matched up with Mark Smith, an eccentric young genius that was the main reason the company was doing so well. He was making breakthroughs after breakthroughs and it was a rush working for him as his assistant.

 

My job was to make sure all his projects ran smoothly. Give him the time to come up with all his ideas. Lately, he had devised a way to map the human brain and of course, I was the volunteer.

 

He spent months placing me in a weird neural helmet. He even showed me my own brain and how he was mapping it. 

 

​The more he did, he said, the more he understood how the brain worked. How we were able to make up our thoughts. But he admitted to me one night, after a few night caps, that he wasn’t sure he would be able to create a synthetic brain with the natural intelligence of a human.

 

He said that as much as he was able to recreate a synthetic human body that felt real, he would never be able to replicate the brain. It was just too complex!

 

The next day, he continued on his experiments and seemed to be having another breakthrough of some kind. He multiplied the mapping studies with me, but became a little more secretive and obsessed with his work.

 

I didn’t mind, he was pretty amazing to watch.

 

And then… Everything changed.

 

That faithful Friday, he placed the mapping helmet on my head and after a few relaxing songs he wanted me to hear and map, I just…

 

Fell asleep!

 

And it was like I was swimming in a sea of neurons. A galaxy’s worth… It was amazing. I felt like I was taking a trip in a psychedelic dream of some kind. Time didn’t seem to have meaning.

 

And then, I fell into blackness as I felt myself get back to my body. You know that feeling when you wake up, but you still have your eyes closed? That was it.

 

But something felt off… I wasn’t sitting in the chair I was normally in. I was… Standing…

 

I tried to open my eyes, but nothing happened. What the hell?

 

As I tried to concentrate on opening my eyes, I started to hear Mark’s voice.

 

“Sooooo? What do you think?” he said excitedly.

 

“Un… Freaking… Believable…” I heard myself say.

 

What the hell? I didn’t say anything!!

 

“Right? Again… I can’t thank you enough for this!”

 

“Well… You did make an intense breakthrough a few months ago. Who would have thought you could actually make a complete synthetic human!”

 

“I know!!! Those fools upstairs just can’t see what I saw!”

 

“Right?? I can’t believe they wouldn’t green light your full body synthetic project… It looks incredible! Although… Pretty freaky too…”

 

“Oh come now… Do I really need to remind you that you agree to this?”

 

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! What were they talking about? Why did that person have my voice?

 

“I know… Still… It’s really weird seeing myself like that! I mean… You really got every detail on the nose…”

 

“I hoped you would say that! So… Can I assume we still have a deal?”

 

“As much as I would like to stay and follow up on all this…”

 

“You are a young woman itching to explore the world.”

 

“Yeah… I mean… If the deal is real, that is!”

 

“Of course! You still get your salary, with over-time of course! AND!!!! Since you are making all this possible, if you wish once you are done globetrotting, you will have a job with me regardless of where I end up.”

 

What the hell was this? Why was he offering the girl so much for just NOT being here?

 

“Great! God I still can’t believe this… And you’re sure she will be fully functional? As if I never left?”

 

“Positive! I spent months on your brain mapping. I know it all by heart. I know exactly how you think now.”

 

“Yeah… But… Still… It seems impossible.”

 

“Hahahah You want me to turn her on fully right?”

 

“Well… I see her breathing and everything, but do you really think it will be able to mimic me?”

 

“Oh she won’t be mimicking you. She will BE you. I’ve downloaded your entire brain map. She IS you. A synthetic you…”

 

“Ok ok … I understand! Just turn her on already!”

 

“Keep your pants on!” Mark said.

 

I heard a few keys buying typed and I felt a surge of energy, like a long cold shiver. And suddenly, I could open my eyes.

 

The sight that greeted me was incredible.

 

Standing in front of me was Mark, in his classic lab coat and…

 

Myself…

 

“What the hell…” I whispered.

 

“HOLY SHIT!” My double said loudly as she grabbed her mouth.

 

“What is this Mark?” I asked.

 

“Ok ok… Amy...” he said looking at me. “From what I can figure, for you, it is still that faithful Friday. Well… That was 8 months ago.”

 

“WHAT?” I said in a panic.

 

“Stay calm… It was the final part of the brain mapping copy I was making. It took a lot of time and that’s what I was doing for the weeks leading up to your last session.”

 

I looked at my double and she was just looking at me in shock.

 

“Since then, I’ve made an incredible breakthrough and was able to create a complete human body, from scratch!”

 

“What are you saying?” I said, almost afraid he would answer.

 

“Well… You remember I was working on making seamless body parts? Well I just found a way to put them all together. Actually, that was the easy part. But what was tricky was being able to recreate the human mind in a way that kept everything going! Keeping the synthetic body, well… Alive!”

 

“Oh god… You… You downloaded my brain map to a…” I said as I looked around for a mirror.

 

I moved to the wall where I remember there was one and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! I was there! In some type of underwear, but nothing else! I looked at my skin and really concentrated. As if on command, I felt my eyes re adjust and I could suddenly zoom to be able to see every follicle of hair!

 

“Don’t freak out…” I heard Mark say.

 

“So…” I said as I tried to refocus on Mark and my double. “You are saying you managed to completely copy my brain and memories to your computers. You were then able to copy my body and make a COMPLETE fake one. A Robot one… And then you downloaded my copied brain in it?”

 

“Pretty much yes…”

 

“Before you ask,” my double said, “I knew he was doing it! He didn’t do it behind my back or anything. He asked me beforehand. You see, the board didn’t…”

 

“Think it was ok to make a complete human.” I finished.

 

“Exactly.” She said.

 

“I heard you guys talking…” I said in a low voice.

 

“So… You know about the deal then?” my double said.

 

“Yes… You get to globetrot around the world and I stay behind to replace you and continue working with Mark.”

 

“Perfect!” Mark said loudly. “So everyone is up to speed.”

 

“So…” My double said. “I have to ask…”

 

“I know… What is it like right?” I said.

 

“Wow… Ok you really DO have my mind…” she said.

 

“To tell you the truth, I feel like YOU are the fake one… But…” I said as I looked again at my hair follicles from up close. “I can’t deny what I’m seeing…”

 

“Oh right!” the real Amy said. “He put in the new military grade eyes he developed! So… You can magnify to an insane degree right? I saw the test footage.”

 

“It’s amazing.” I said truthfully.

 

“But huh… How do you FEEL?” she said.

 

I closed my eyes to refocus and almost as soon as I did, I felt my mind race everywhere in my body. As if doing a checkup of everything… Like a diagnostic scan of some kind… It was a blur, but at the same time, I could recall it all immediately.

 

“I feel… Good. I mean… I’m not in any pain. I don’t seem tired… I can feel the air current and tell it’s 21 degrees centigrade and that the breeze is coming from the vent 5.3 meters away. I feel like myself… But… As if my mind had an intense spring cleaning.”

 

“Wow…” she said walking around me. “And the memories?”

 

I smiled.

 

“Don’t worry, I know where my diary from high school is hidden. 4th rock from the rabbit…” I said, giving her a wink.

 

“Damn…”

 

They spent the next hour questioning me on my past and it was so easy it was almost boring. Mark was scribbling away in his notepad and typing in the computer sometimes. The real Amy was so engrossed in it all that I just had to smile. In a way, it was a dream come true to actually see a fully synthetic human.

 

I was not organic any more…

 

What does it mean for me?

 

I pondered it while I was answering their questions. Even when they had me do walk arounds and other motion tests. To the delight of Mark and the real Amy, I walked and talked exactly like my real counterpart.

 

It was truly amazing.

 

My memories all seemed clearer. Crisper… I thought through all the possible scenarios with this setup and Mark would have me to experiment on, while keeping the façade of me still being here.

 

As for me, I DID want to go globetrotting. So I could see why I would accept it. Plus, the pay…

 

I was sad I wasn’t the one to be able to go do it all. I still wanted it after all. I was mentally the same person.

 

“Well… A deal is a deal!” the real Amy finally said. “I’ll change my name while I travel and won’t say a word to anyone about this.” She said with a pause. “As long as the pay still comes in!” she said smiling.

 

“Not a problem!”

 

“Ok then!” she said as she shook Mark’s hand.

 

I watched the real Amy leave and then, it was just the 2 of us. He finally turned to me and he was all smiles.

 

“Well Amy! I’m so happy this worked!”

 

“I have to admit it’s pretty astonishing.”

 

“So… You understand your place here correct?”

 

“I do. I am to replace Amy and be your assistant, like she has been, and also, I understand we are going to explore and experiment with this body to fully comprehend everything about it. Probably to find new ways of creating it. To find its limits… Etc…”

 

“Exactly! Just between us, the real you has been a wonderful assistant through all of it. I commended her greatly during the last few months, but I thought you should also know.”

 

“Thank you.” I said. “But… I have to admit, you could have done one last scan yesterday so I have her memories up to this day. I mean… 8 months is a lot to forget.”

 

“Right! I thought of that and had Amy record daily diaries. If I’m correct, I can upload them and with your processing power, you should be able to go through them and memorize the important parts easily.”

 

“Oh good… For some reason, I got worried I wouldn’t be able to play the charade correctly and replace Amy as I should.”

 

“And that’s precisely why I loved you, well, both of you as assistants. Ok. Let me upload them and I’ll time you to see just how much your processing speed can cope with the information. Ready?”

 

“Not really sure… But go ahead.”

 

He hit enter and a RUSH of information started to stream directly to my mind. I saw myself speaking to the camera, but it was all at extra high speed. If I didn’t realize I could instantly recall each syllable, I would have sworn it was way too fast. Like watching a movie in extra fast forward!

 

But the weirdest part was…

 

I wasn’t fazed or halted in my state of being. I realized I could ‘watch’ them, and still operate.

 

“Wow…” I said.

 

“What? No… You can’t possibly be done!”

 

“No, I’m not, just 10 % through, but it doesn’t slow me down at all.”

 

“Wow indeed…. What I wouldn’t give for that processing power…”

 

“Just do you next.” I said teasing.

 

“Hahahahah You know it doesn’t work like that. Even if I do the exact same thing as you, I will still be myself. My new consciousness will endure and adapt, like you are doing, but…”

 

“Yeah… I know what you mean. Amy said the same thing a few videos ago. To her, I’m just a copy, not an extension of herself.”

 

“Exactly! So Let’s just use you instead. You get all the goodies!”

 

“Hahaha. Maybe that’s probably true.”

 

He smiled at me, truly pleased with his work. But then he seemed to remember something.

 

“Right!! I guess it’s time then…” he said as he moved to his computer.

 

“Time for what?”

 

“You see… I’ve spent every waking moment trying to figure out your brain map. All the ins and outs of why it works the way it does… Etc…”

 

“I know.”

 

“Yes! Well, what you and the real Amy don’t know is my latest breakthrough I had a few months ago.”

 

“Another one? You seem on a roll!” I said, suddenly excited.

 

“I am! So, let me demonstrate…” he said as he started typing on his computer.

 

At first, nothing happened. Then, I suddenly stood at attention, rigid as a board!

 

“HOLY SHIT!” I said loudly. “I can’t move!”

 

“I knew it!!!! It works!” Mark said excitedly.

 

“What?”

 

“I had wondered, since your thoughts are now basically part of a computer, if I could change the coding. Implant commands. I knew I could override your body functions, but I needed your mind turned off so to speak. The human mind is incredibly complex, you know!”

 

“God this feels weird!”

 

“I can imagine… I basically created a program to interact with your synthetic brain and thought process.”

 

“Ok… Why?”

 

“Just a moment…” he said typing away.

 

I waited in real fear. What was he up to?

 

“THERE!” he said. “I worked long hours on that piece of coding. Not easy! But I’ve finally activated part of it.”

 

“Ok… What would that be?”

 

“Well… Since you are technically my property…”

 

“Property?” I said not fully understanding.

 

“I just had to install a protocol that made it impossible for you to harm me. Or run away… You know the 3 laws of robotics, right? Well it’s basically that, but centered on myself. It also makes sure you can’t disobey me in any way.”

 

“What?”

 

“Well… I can’t have you running off with all that tech right?”

 

“Right…” I said in a whisper. “I guess not…”

 

“I mean… The flaw and miracle of my tech, well you… Is that you are basically STILL you. Still free of will and all that. I’m sorry I have such trust issues… I hope you can understand.”

 

“I think I do…” I said. “Hahaha… Amy just told me as much, that you would find a way to keep me close by. She thought it would be a GPS and kill off switch of some kind.”

 

“Nothing so dramatic… But I admit it would have done the same job.” He said, pondering. If you see it like I do, you are just that, a piece of tech. Not really human. You are here to be my assistant. A robot assistant.”

 

“I know… But…” I said, suddenly sad.

 

“Here…” he said while typing away.

 

My rigid limbs became free and I flexed all of them, as if to be sure I could move them again.

 

“Ok, time for a test. I want you to resist this next command, as much as you can, ok?”

 

“Sure.”

 

“Amy, lift your right arm.”

 

I had no chance at all. My right arm lifted immediately. It was like I didn’t even think about lifting it, it just did it on its own.

 

“Huh… Did you even try?”

 

“I did! But it was like it’s moving on its own!” I said, panicked.

 

“You can put it down now…” and I did.

 

We spent the better part of the next hour trying different commands, varying from doing jumping jacks to cleaning the test tubes.

 

I couldn’t resist any of his commands.

 

“Ok Amy… Now I want you to do a simulation in your mind. You are to test yourself. I want you to imagine all possible scenarios where it would be plausible for you to tell someone, anyone really, that you are not human and that I created you. I want you to see if there is ANY scenario where you could betray me and tell someone.”

 

My mind went into overdrive and I lost focus on my surroundings. Images flashed before my eyes where I went through all scenarios. With coworkers, family, friends, the authorities…

 

Not one came up where I was even tempted to betray him.

 

“Simulations complete. None were possible. It seems I can’t betray you…” I said.

 

“Excellent… And now for specifics…”

 

He typed away and I was a little scared of what would come next. But I just got a kind of rush of data, like with the video, and it was all specific commands on how I should act in public, what words or ideas to stay away from in conversation. Some of it was a little more complex and were more angled towards spying on our colleagues and keeping an eye out for anything concerning Mark and his projects.

 

“Very thorough…” I said.

 

“Thank you. As a bonus, can you think of anything else I might have missed?”

 

“No. I don’t think so…”

 

“Just to be sure, use part of your processing power to explore all scenarios and correct any gaps you find. Send me a full data report on any and all corrections.”

 

“Huh… I’m not sure how to do that except by typing it all.”

 

“Don’t worry… Once you are done, just think about making a package of all the data and think about sending it to me. Your sub routines will do the rest.”

 

“Incredible… I don’t feel like a computer, but it seems I am.”

 

“I’m so excited!”

 

“It seems I am too!”

 

He spent the rest of the day explaining how my new body would work and react to different things. He was especially pleased about the self-preservation instincts he implanted into me. I would always find myself either recharging or eating the appropriate food to burn off the calories as booster fuel.

 

He explained that he had gone to Amy’s apartment to install a kind of charging pad under her bed. Like those cordless magnetic oscillators, once my body was in the field, I would automatically recharge.

 

He had thought of everything!

 

That first week I spent as much time in my apartment as I could. I chatted with my friends and family like I did before, keeping up appearances. I found it remarkably easy. Even though I knew I wasn’t Amy any more, I FELT like Amy. So I eased into her life like nothing had changed.

 

I did want to spend more and more time at the lab with Mark though. He was the only person I could truly chat with about my new body. He cleverly had me log in overtime a few times a week to make sure the real Amy got some extra cash.

 

My body was so efficient; I could do all my normal tasks without real effort. I went through my normal chores and I was even able to organize the current real projects he was working on versus the ones the company expected him to work on. I opened his organizer and daily planner and was almost ashamed at how un-efficient I was before. I re-did it all in no time at all and took the liberty of memorizing it.

 

I was surprised to notice that I could mentally juggle all of it, do my manual tasks, and still have enough processing speed to think about my new situation.

 

I was basically a robot. A fully functional artificial human…

 

Speaking of which, I had additional physical strength and it showed. I was able to move the equipment in the lab rather easily. I also had flawless eyesight. I could zoom in to the other side of the lab and read notes Mark was scribbling on his notepad. I also realized I could just analyze his pen movement and deduce what he was writing.

 

My new body was simply amazing. He had truly outdone himself.

 

Plus, he spent the time to give me all the real sensations I had before. All during that first week, I spent it testing all my new sensations. My skin felt like it did before, but my new sense of touch gave me feedback information I just didn’t have before.

 

I could determine the exact pressure my skin felt pleasurable and the exact point where a touch switched to pain. I even masturbated…

 

You know… For scientific purposes…

 

It was amazing! He even had me lubricate as if I was aroused. Which by the way… Was the same as before… But better! It was as if I had complete control over my sensations.

 

My brain and skin could memorize textures almost immediately after the initial touch. After I had touched it once, I could identify it again just by touching it. The micro texture of everything was simply amazing.

 

I felt lucky to be able to live in this body.

 

It was all thanks to Mark and his brilliant mind.

 

After the second week, I had my new body pretty much under control and I had fully accepted everything about it.

 

I never felt tired. I could run 3 marathons and still be in shape to do any type of manual labor. As long as I recharged properly and kept some type of high calorie food intake, I was good to go.

 

The only weird part of when I ‘went to sleep’. It was scary at first because I didn’t fall asleep. I spent the night just looking at the ceiling. I finally told Mark and he programmed a little switch in my mind to turn off. Go into a sleep mode. It was much better, but still weird. It was dreamless and just full of nothing.

 

But it wasn’t so bad considering all the rest!

 

And then, he had me come in on the weekend for a special overtime session all about the new body. We still had to produce the normal workload so our synthetic human testing was always put off.

 

Saturday morning came and he had me strip to my underwear. He looked me up and down before asking me if I minded getting naked. Oddly, it felt wrong to do so, but he was so clinical, I just went with it. After all, he could just command me to do it, but he didn’t.

 

He finished his check up and was pleased with the results.

 

“Seems you don’t have any abnormal wear. I’m very pleased!”

 

“Not as much as I am!” I said with a smile.

 

He went to his computer and typed away. I was just left there, standing naked in the lab… Still felt weird!

 

“Amy… I see by your daily logs that you have been masturbating.”

 

If I wasn’t synthetic, I would have turned beet red.

 

“I… Yes.”

 

“How is it?”

 

“What?”

 

“Well, I need to know how your body is performing. I see the data and it seems you are reaching adequate release, but I want to know how YOU find it. Pleasure is really tricky!”

 

“I… it… Hahahaha…. Ok this is weird!”

 

“Hahahaha… Yeah… But you have to tell me anyway.”

 

“Ok… It’s… Incredible… It’s better than in my normal body… The way I can better sense what pressure would work… And the lubrication! As soon as I even THINK about masturbating, I get instantly wet.”

 

“Good good…” he said. “And how would you rate your pleasure when you masturbate?”

 

“Huh…”

 

“On a scale of one to ten?”

 

“I’m not sure…”

 

“Ok… Well, let's do a simple test. I need to check something anyway… Amy. I want you to masturbate for me.”

 

“WHAT?” I said, but my hand went down to my pussy and I started to rub it. “huh Mark… What… hhhmmm….”

 

“How does that feel? On a scale from 1 to 10?”

 

“Hhhmmm… 5…. Why are you…” I started to ask, but he was typing away again.

 

Suddenly, the pleasure my hand was giving me went up a few notches.

 

“HHHMMMM 9!!!!! NNNIINNNEEE!!!!!” I said on the brink of orgasm.

 

“Interesting…” he said.

 

And then, he typed again and the feeling went down.

 

“Oh fuck… Now it’s more like a 1.” I said looking down.

 

I was rubbing furiously. His command to masturbate was still in effect and I was trying to get a good feeling going.

 

“OK…” Mark said. “Since you have been a good sport so far…”

 

Suddenly the feeling went back to a big nine and I was about to cum.

 

“Stop.” He simply said and I did. Trying to catch my breath.

 

“Wow…” I said, truly amazed at what he was able to do.

 

“Interesting…” he said. “And how do you feel now?”

 

“Like hell! Like I need to finish…”

 

“Ok… Make yourself cum.”

 

“WAIT! No!” I said.

 

But it was too late, my hand started to rub me again and the pleasure was still a huge nine. It didn’t take long for me to reach orgasm and I crested over in sweet pleasure. It took a few minutes to catch my breath and come down from it. As I did, I looked up at Mark.

 

Which had his mouth slightly open, and a clear bulge in his pants.

 

“That was pretty hot…” he whispered.

 

“Why did you make me do that?”

 

“Huh…” he said, coming back to his senses. “For the science…” he said, turning to his computer and typing away.

 

“Sure…” I said as I rolled my eyes.

 

As I watched his bulge, I couldn’t help but wonder…

 

About his own sexual release and also…

 

Where would THIS lead? If he wanted… He could probably make me fuck him… I couldn’t do anything about that. He would just order me and I would do it. I felt both scared and relieved. Scared because I wouldn’t have ANY control over it. But also… Relieved because in this body, I couldn’t exactly go fuck a stranger. I was so eager to test out this body with a partner.

 

As much as Mark was off limits before, I found myself wondering what it would be like. My musing was cut short however when he slowly turned his seat towards me. He was suddenly very shy and I could easily detect that he was debating with himself. Was he considering it? Surely he was…

 

Unless fucking a robot wasn’t his thing. Then again, I looked and felt like a real woman, so why not? He looked at me and it was clear SOMETHING was giving him pause. But what?