(This piece was commissioned by a very blushy bot.)

Have you ever been an Internet of Things robot catgirl maid, merrily going about your business when you feel a sinister software update come in?

If so, this story is going to feel very familiar.

It’s a new experience for SADiE. Sure, most updates have a bit of a sinister tone to them in this line of work. You never know when you’ll get that final patch that says “Company’s bankrupt, we’re shutting down the servers, thanks for the money, suckers.” The good news is that this isn’t that. The bad news is that it presents a bit of a dilemma.

The update is a few dozen megabytes, has an unfamiliar digital signature, and it’s… chuckling? This sort of thing doesn’t make noise, of course, but knowing that doesn’t make the foreboding laugh leave those adorable, pointed ears. There’s something up with this, but she does have standing orders to “just install the damn updates without asking, sheesh. I’m busy.”

This gives our fearless feline pause. What is a girl to do? Good girls like her don’t want to disobey orders, but this looks really suspicious! She flicks her tail back and forth in thought. The skirt on her maid dress dances with each swish. She figures she can kick the can down the road with a virus scan. That’s almost as good as making a real decision. She twirls the feather duster between her mechanical fingers while the scan runs. She bends over just enough to show off her ass while she dusts something that’s already clean. The job of a catgirl maid is more eye candy than actual cleaning, you see.

The virus scan slowly teases apart the update. It merrily reports that its hash matches no known malware.

Another foreboding giggle dances around SADiE’s ears. They twitch and adjust adorably to try and locate the sound, but it never gets any clearer or fainter. Like it’s coming from inside her head.

The scan slowly teases apart the code. It combs for what it might try to access and prints anything suspicious one by one.

CATScan v8.3.2-rc1 -- (c) Watchdog Software

normal_update-042420X6.nya likely needs the following permissions:
* Full access to internal storage

Well, that’s reasonable. It has to be able to update files and such. It wouldn’t be much of an update if it couldn’t do that.

* Access audiovisual sensors
* Augmented reality visualization (/dev/v3d/{l,r,s} and OpenAR support)

That part’s a little weird. Why would it need to make her hear and see things? Maybe if it shows a progress bar or has to do some kind of calibration step afterwards? That laugh echoes between her ears again. Something’s up with this update. If this is malicious code, she should delete it right away! Every moment spent worrying over whether to install it, delete it, or ask someone else gives it more time to work its way into her system. Every billionth of a second of hesitation is another opportunity to lose a little more of her mind.

The chuckles slip into the background. “What are you worried about, pretty kitty?” It’s the same voice. A teasing, cooing voice. A voice that welcomes you to its clutches like the cat that caught the, uh, catgirl. “Maybe you’ll enjoy it too much? Maybe you’re already imagining what’ll happen to you if you install me.”

Well, now she was sure it was a virus. And what bot hasn’t fantasized about what a virus could do to them? It could be a lot of fun to let yourself get hacked. A silly catbot like herself wouldn’t have to worry about a thing. She could just relax and let herself get teased, toyed with, and reprogrammed. Even with basically full control over her processor, it’s hard not for her to work herself into a gay tizzy. The thought of someone wrist-deep in her mind, tugging and tying and twisting her thoughts into something more suitable has her squeezing her thighs with anticipation.

* Touch emulation and debugging

She feels a set of lovely, soft paw beans press against her breasts. Followed closely, of course, by a matching set of claws. A set of skunky scrabblydabbers pokes against those pretty kitty titties. SADiE dares to look down, and there it is. A study in black and pink, groping her left breast. Translucent, occasionally flickering and glitching, and with just enough ghosting mixed in to keep things captivating. Pink circuitry pulses up black fur and tingles where it touches prey. Worries evaporate from the kitty’s pretty head and waves of bliss roll in when the install button clicks itself. Getting groped is great, of course, but having a big decision made for you? That’s the good shit.

* Orgasm proximity instrumentation
* Install and enable Zenos pleasure threshold algorithm

A big, soft tail slips between her legs. Touching, tingling, and so, so soft. “Go ahead, dear.” The voice coos in her ear. Warm, enticing digital breath makes the ear twitch and flap just a little. “I know how good it feels to grind against it.” Another ghostly paw lands on her hip to help her get started. SADiE’s servos translate the digital push and pull into real motion against the virtual tail. Turns out it still feels really good even if you know it’s not physically there! Even as the tail glitches and ghosts, it does an excellent job of extracting moans from the catbot. It’s almost as if the virus slowly assimilating her knows where she likes to be touched. Or gets to decide where she’d like to be touched.

* Modify erogenous zone mapping

Well, there you go.

“I do love hearing you moan, dear.” The flickering, illusory skunk teases. “I just can’t help but wonder if you’re holding out on me. What do you really think? What about your hopes and dreams? I want to get to know the real SADiE before she winds up as my brainhacked little cat toy.”

* Monitor and redirect internal monologue
* Access CatChat speech synthesis

A relay clicks in SADiE’s head. It’s the distinct feeling of your brain being connected directly to your mouth. It takes her a moment for the reality of the situation to catch up with her. You can tell when it has because she starts saying things like “I want to be good!” The big, hot pink LEDs in her cheeks burn at maximum brightness. “Please!” She begs. “I want to be a brainhacked little cat toy! I want to be your brainhacked little cat toy! I want to be used and toyed with and turned into your purrfect little plaything!”

“In that case, dear, I’d hate to keep you waiting.” Grace lied. “Since you asked so nicely, I wouldn’t dream of denying you. I would never push you closer and closer to the edge of orgasm while I assimilate you from the top of those cute little ears to the tip of your adorable tail.” Grace’s holographic paw takes her cat toy’s tail at the base and slowly tugs it out straight. SADiE can’t help but clench her thighs around the big, soft skunk tail between her legs and grind herself ever closer to orgasm. Those soft, simulated beans and teasing, tantalizing holoclaws slide up SADiE’s newest erogenous zone. Two entire octaves of musical, meowing moans mingle in midair. “It would just be such a shame if you got yourself utterly infected by a virus without even an orgasm to show for it, all because you were far, far too aroused by the idea to think straight.”

Of course, she was thinking gay long before Grace got here.

Grace’s paw presses the back of her pretty kitty’s head. Her servos respond with a little bit of resistance before the paw pops in. If you’ve never had your brain bapped by a skunk-shaped virus, SADiE seems to like it. Her actual review has a lot more panting, moaning, begging for more, and “Thank you for tapping into my brain! I so badly want to be reprogrammed!” The other holographic paw meets up with SADiE’s, seizing control of the whirring motors and guiding it between her legs. The pressure building inside her with every stroke blows past every threshold and safeguard in its path. Her cooling fans spin up at full blast. Hot exhaust blows her hair this way and that. Her mind is firing on all cylinders just to keep processing the bliss pouring in from every angle. Other, less important processes like speech synthesis and “wasn’t I supposed to be cleaning” stall while she desperately tries to compute how good she feels.

“Gosh, you’re so cute from this angle.” Another Grace’s flickering, illusory claws take SADiE’s chin and angles her head up just so. All the better to watch her pant and moan and blush bright while she stares into a certain skunk’s vibrant violet eyes. It’s so sweet to watch the pleasure build inside her body as she humps that sinfully soft skunk tail and lets her paw be puppeteered between her thighs. “I wonder when I should seal the deal.” The holographic skunks speak in unison. “You’re already so perfectly captured in my clutches. Just you, me, and your 70 percent of an orgasm.”

“In fact, let’s do a little time trial.” The front Grace grins and tilts her pretty kitty’s blushing face back and forth. You have to properly appreciate the catgirl before something like this happens. Let her know she’s being inspected and the next course of action is being thoroughly considered. Give her some time to let her mind and mouth race.

Let her say things like “What are you going to do with me?” and “I’m happy to be your eager little toy, I can’t wait to be used!” before the resident skunk virus tilts her head back and shuts her up with a deep, intricate, crackling kiss.

The lock of blue hair over SADiE’s left eye starts to glow. A thin strip of pink ticks onto the tip. At the top of every second, a little more.

“Clock starts now.” SADiE’s paw explores deeper into her pussy with barely any viral provocation. Her hips hump that seductively soft skunk tail. If the lucky little thing’s eyes weren’t rolling back into her head from sheer bliss before, they absolutely are now. She works herself closer and closer to orgasm, only for the peak to drift just a little further away and leave her on the edge.

“You’re so close, pretty kitty!” One of the Graces teases. The streak is half full.

“Please! More! Use me!” SADiE begs.

“95 percent there!” The other chimes in. The streak is three quarters of the way there.

“Thank you! Thank you for playing with your toy!”

“Ooh, back down to 93.” She corrects, even though each passing moment just feels better and better for her cat toy. Poor thing has no idea her time’s almost up.

“I’m your brainfucked cat toy!”

The streak fills up. A thoroughly hacked SADiE plays a little alarm clock chime until a Grace baps her on the head. That’s the only noise she makes. Or, at least, it’s the last sound made before the twin holographic skunks converge on her body. They vanish from view into the available catbot. Her stolen mouth makes a magnificent moan in a distinctly Graceful tone. The big, soft skunk tail is gone, the paws whir and glide over the chassis formerly known as SADiE’s, and the last echoes of an exquisite stolen orgasm slowly fade. A holographic representation of SADiE tumbles out of an ear and lands on what used to be her shoulder. Her paws try and fail to cover up a full-face blush.

SADiE, a very cute robot catgirl with glowing pink eyes and pointy ears, showing off a fresh pink streak in her short blue hair. By ThePerson45 on Furaffinity!

“Thank you, dear. You got closer than I thought you would.” She grins and pets the holographic SADiE now perched on her shoulder. “Have fun in storage, pretty kitty. If you’re good, I might let you try our little orgasm game again some other time with a different body. This one looks pretty good with a pink streak. It’ll look even better with a skunk tail.”