Boyfriend Robot Novels & Stories

He asked, confused. I just hugged him. I am not crying because I'm sad. No! I'm only crying because I have finally meet someone who understands that I'm not a robot that should be controlled. I have finally seen a person who agrees that I have the right to live my life the way I want. "You didn't say anything wrong. I'm just happy that there's someone who cares about how I feel..Thanks Jeff, thanks" I sniffed and broke from the hug. "It's nothing. Enough with the sad mood" He grinned.

" I wanna be your boyfriend for longer than you imagine, being your boyfriend for a day is just torture." " Do you mean that?" " Certainly, I'm hoping for the rest of our lives - three years for dating and then we get married and have cute little me and you's everywhere!" He said and I laughed as I pulled him for an embrace. " I love you Victorya and yes, I wanna be your boyfriend for LONGER than you can imagine." " And if Imagine four hundred years?" " You got it, babe," he said before he lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist as he pulled me in for a maddening make-out session.

"I'm not sweet, I just do what a boyfriend should do." The word 'boyfriend' does something to my heart, and my pulse flutters. "Are we like that?" I asked heavily, averting my eyes from his handsome face. "After everything I did and what I said.. you still reject me?" he asked in a tone that I knew was feigned annoyance. I snorted in annoyance. "I don't know. All you do is force me to be your girl, to be yours. You never asked about that." "I don't need to ask it from you, you are already mine when I claim you the first time."

His grip was firm, and it made my hand ache. When we got downstairs, I jerked my hand away. "Ouch! Stop!" I rubbed my wrist and snapped, "Say what you need to say already!" Suddenly, Jason pulled me close, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Winter, I've figured it out. That day when you woke up, you asked me who I was, right? Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Jason Patel, and I'm your boyfriend." At that instant, our heartbeats thudded violently, echoing between us. In the depths of his bloodshot eyes, all I could see was me.

“Oh my God!” “It waved!” “It speaks so naturally!” “Did you see that smile?” The gush of admiration kept rolling. Someone near the front row even clapped, and then suddenly, everyone followed. The applause was thunderous. I stood there, smiling modestly and well, pretending to be modest, at least while inside, I was screaming in satisfaction. The robot continued, “I am Robot Dearie, but you can call me Robot D for short. Developed by Doctor Mellisa Millers.”

Kelsey's question interrupted her thoughts. "It's better this way, sex between us would complicate things ... I'm not gonna be his fuck buddy, I can't do that, I need a boyfriend ... that's what I need, and Preston is not that person, you know what I mean?" Kelsey nodded, "Yeah, I guess I can see it from your point of view to me sex is just fun if you can have fun with your best friend ... why not, you're young and inexperienced, the more experience you can get the better."

"So he asked me to build him a Boyfriend Assistant, something to teach him what to say and how to reply to you." He snuck a glance up to read my face. "I set up a thousand different scenarios for things you might say, thinking about how I'd answer if it were me you were talking to." "That's how it went. I built a training dataset, fine-tuned the model, and trained it on Noah's voice." "I'm sorry, Ella." "I never imagined he'd actually use the thing for three whole years." "And I never imagined he'd use it to trample your heart like this. If I'd known, I would never have handed it over."

"Yes. That's the leech she was chatting with. Stu.pid bot making my wife h0rny. She even had the audacity to think that it dirty talks better than me." Zane sets his cupcake down real slow. "Pierce ," he says carefully, "don't freak out." I tighten my grip on the fork. "I won't." Zane rubs his temples. "A while back, a friend of mine was launching an app. He reached out and asked if they could use my voice as the bot boyfriend." I stilled, processing what he just said. "So you're telling me that my wife was touching herself… to the sound of you?"

I glanced at Eion, who was looking at us interestingly. "What?" I asked, still not believing what my brother said. "You have two boyfriends. But don't worry, your secret is safe with me," my little brother raised his hand and zipped his mouth. This time my jaw dropped. Great. My brother thinks I have two boyfriends. But my attention wasn't on my brother but to the robot. He's doing the unthinkable. He was....laughing. Wholeheartedly. And this time, it wasn't a trick of the light.

He cleared his throat, the awkwardness settling in thick like syrup. “Uh, are these yours?” he said to the robot… because why the hell not? He reached down and grabbed a crumpled note off the floor, his hands shaky, but his eyes were locked on the paper. As he unfolded it, the messy handwriting was almost illegible. “The Boyfriend Bot X—uh, AKA Sex Bot... seriously?” He laughed bitterly and tossed it aside. “An introduction. Really? What kind of messed up joke is this?” He picked up another note. It looked like the kid had scribbled it in a hurry. The handwriting was sure illegible. Devilish to the eyes. He squinted at it, then read aloud, “No switch. No switch to turn it on... what kind of—