Night Fire

I figured the days would fly by with the amount of work I was doing on a daily basis. I thought that I’d get so caught up in buying, selling, and contracting, that I’d be much too engulfed by my work to even think about my droids. Instead, the months seemed to drag by more slowly than ever. Whether I was working, or during the short amount of free time I had, I was constantly thinking of my new companions.

I was eager to see them, meet them, hear their voices, watch them work, and just see how lifelike they really were. Of course there were also the more private and intimate aspects that I wanted to see for myself as well. I was curious, but more so excited. I honestly didn’t think I would’ve been as excited as I was, and that was the problem. I had made the purchase on a whim, and I felt like that ended up being the main cause of my excitement. Considering how little research I had done on my two ponies, it was more like a surprise than a purchase, but a surprise that I paid for myself.

The dragging on of the days crawled even slower as the arrival date drew nearer and nearer. That was when the worries began. What if they didn’t come on time? What if they didn’t come at all? Even though Vogon Biotech seemed like a respectable company from what little research I had done, what if it wasn’t? What if the droids didn’t act correctly? What if they weren’t lifelike at all? What if they were too lifelike? What if they were so lifelike that they were able to refuse my advances or refuse to do as told? Anything that I could be worried about, I was worrying about. I guess that was my payback for making the decision to buy them so quickly. Of course, I wasn’t just worrying. Throughout the day, and sometimes even into the night, my mind would constantly switch from the good daydreaming aspect of into nail biting worry and anxiety.

Finally the day of their arrival had come, and I even received a message a few days before to confirm their delivery. I had purposely made no plans for any business that day because they never stated an estimated time for their arrival. Considering that I had to activate them by touch, I couldn’t let them just stand outside my door for half of the day, unbound to me. They could easily wander off without any programming and become bonded to a random man or woman on the street. There was that, and I had to give them a tour of my home, help them settle in… get better acquainted with them. It was as if they were my new house guests or roommates even. It seemed so odd to be treating tools in such a way. The oddest part, though, something I discovered soon after making my purchase, was that droids like these were actually required to receive an income of sorts. Although the amount was nothing, especially compared the salary I received, and more of an allowance or stipend of sorts, it was still quite strange to me that there were actually laws and legislation used to protect these droids. What would droids do with credits? I understood that they did in fact have a personalities, feelings, all of that, but were they really free-willed enough to have wants? It was slightly frightening in some ways, but otherwise, it would certainly make them more real.

Besides thoughts like these, I attempted to pass the time watching videos or reading and listening to articles. Of course, I couldn’t concentrate on these at all considering how nervous I was becoming. All I could do was sit and wait, impatiently. Finally, around noon, my home’s VI told me that two ‘packages’ from Vogon Biotech were ready to be sent up to my penthouse. I paused for a moment, my heart pounding and my mind racing before telling them to be sent up. I stumbled off of the sofa, rushed out of my penthouse and then to the elevator doors in the short hallway beyond it. I looked down and quickly brushed off and straightened my shirt, then took in a deep breath. I then shook myself. I was acting as if I truly was meeting my new roommates or even my dates. I had to remind myself that they were droids and would like me no matter what. They could care less if my shirt was or wasn’t wrinkled.

With a ding, I heard the elevator slide smoothly into place and a few seconds later the doors slid open, my heart racing even faster. Both Night Glider and Spitfire stepped out of the elevator. They were both completely silent. They looked lost, dazed, and completely confused about where they were. I was silent as well. Both of their bodies were absolutely stunning. Even though they were anthropomorphic ponies, everything about them seemed so real, even more so than their avatars on the website. Although their bodies were quite the sight, I first examined their faces. Their fur and manes glimmered in the light, both looking incredibly soft and silky. Their ears were adorable and fuzzy and their muzzles were equally as cute, having both human and equine elements. Although covered with a haze of confusion, their large eyes seemed to sparkle beautifully, even Spitfire’s which were covered by a pair of dark, amber aviators. I gazed into them for what seemed like minutes. Spitfire’s were a fiery orange, and Night Glider’s, a cool blue. Although they were larger than that of a human’s, they weren’t as chiefly disproportionate as that of the show.

I then began the rest of my examination, my eyes traveling down the smooth, perfect curves of their bodies. Spitfire was dressed in a captain’s formal garb, closely akin to what she was seen wearing in the show. It was nicely fitted, and although it showed little skin, it complimented her body perfectly. Night Glider’s outfit was much more relaxed, a simple white tank top and a pair of tight black athletic shorts. Even though I already knew their bodies were going to be perfect, considering their purpose, I was still amazed by how perfect that perfect actually was. Everything about them was smooth, curved, and toned, their breasts were large, rounded, and perky. And their behinds, well I had given that preference after all. Their rumps were large, bouncy, and plump.

After staring for so long, I realized that I should probably say something. “…Um… hello,” I managed to let out, still too stunned to complete a sentence. I waited a moment but received no response. I then remembered the action I had to complete. I wrapped my hand around Spitfire’s limp one and gave it an awkward shake. My eyes widened as she suddenly gripped tight and began shaking back. The droid grinned confidently and spoke.

“Kyle, pleasure to finally meet you. I’m here to assist in any way I can. It’s my duty now after all,” she said with a light chuckle. I nodded my head and then moved on to Night Glider. With a handshake working so well the first time, I figured it was the way to go. As soon as I wrapped my hand around hers though, I was greeted with a tight hug.
“Hey, Kyle!” she said in a rather excited tone. A bit surprised by the sudden onslaught of affection, I weakly patted her back in response, unsure of exactly how else to respond.

“Uh, hey there,” I said softly as she pulled away and gazed at me for a moment. The two ponies then turned to one another and shook hands. They didn’t seem to know each other, or at least not well.

“Night Glider, right?” Spitfire asked, giving her a nod and smile.

“Yep, that’s me, and you’re Spitfire.”

“Got that right, guess I’ll be seeing a lot of you from now on, huh? Let’s be friends.”

“That’s true, and yeah, of course.” After the small exchange of words, the two both returned their attentive gazes to me, their new… master? I was still nervous and pretty dumbfounded by how real these two droids were. I stood there a moment before realizing they were awaiting orders.

“Oh, right… um, let me show you around your new home,” I said, ushering them into my penthouse, and closing the door behind us. “Well, this is the living room,” I said as we entered. The video I had been watching stay paused on the screen after I had gotten up to greet the two droids. “I guess for the most part, I spend a lot my downtime in here, which isn’t much.” Both Spitfire and Night Glider nodded their heads intently and seemed eager to see the rest. I then pointed to the kitchen, taking up the other half of the room, along with a small but open area with a table for dining. “That’s the kitchen and dining area, fairly standard for the most part. Everything needed to cook is all there and ready to go.”

I then lead them into the next room, what I would call a half study, half game room. In it was a pool table along with some newer forms of entertainment, virtual video games and the sort. Then there was a small lounge area for relaxing, talking, and reading, whatever I fancied. “And this is the… uh… let’s call it the fun room,” I said with a smile as I showed them its contents. Doing this, I realized how long it had been since I used anything inside the room, let alone spent any time in it. There were so many fun things to do, but I just never had the time or motivation. It was sad really. I was always working. I decided that perhaps I could tone down my working hours at least a bit. Considering how much income I was making already, it wouldn’t hurt me too bad to take a few extra hours off every week. That, and now I had these droids. They would become entertainment I would never use either if I was going the way I was.

I then lead them upstairs and showed them the small room where all of my money was made, my office. Décor-wise the room was fairly basic and of course a bit formal for when I discussed deals. The only thing making it stand out was the technology at the desk. I had some of the most high quality VR creation hardware and software on the market, along with lightning fast speed and processing on my computer. “This is my office. I tend to spend most of my time here,” I said with a sheepish chuckle. “So if I ever need you… or you ever need me, I’ll most likely be in here.” It felt odd saying that last part, what would they need? Yet, at the same time, they were so real.

I shook away the thoughts and then led them up to the roof. Half of it was enclosed by an almost all glass room where my workout equipment was. Outside on the roof was both a pool and hot tub accompanied by a table, some chairs, and a grill. Once again, I felt almost guilty for using most of what I had so sparsely. Of course, I used the pool for laps and the exercise equipment, but that was once again more work than pleasure.

As we walked out into the humid, overcast day, both of the ponies made their way over to the roof’s walled edge. There was certainly more than just programming on the inside of them. Robots tended not to admire scenery. I figured it would do me good to join them considering how long it had been since I enjoyed the view from my penthouse. I walked up between them and placed my hand atop the railing, gripping it softly as I peered out over the suburbs, which were slowly becoming more and more a part of the city, whose towering spires, skyscrapers, and even the old needle lay in the distance.

“Well, Kyle, I’ll be honest with you. From what I’ve seen, I think I’m going to enjoy living here… a lot. Looks like you’ve done really well for yourself,” Spirfire said, giving me a smile and winking beneath her sunglasses.

“Ha, thanks,” I said somewhat nervously, feeling my cheeks warming up a bit. I hadn’t heard a compliment as nice as that one in… I didn’t even know how long. That, and there was the way she winked at me.

“Yeah, she’s right!” Night Glider added, giving me an affectionate pat on the back as I turned my attention to her. “This place is amazing. I’m excited to live here.”

“Well, that’s really good to hear,” I said with a grin. Even just the short amount of social contact I had had with my new droids was already putting me in a wonderful mood.”

“Anyways, down to business,” Spitfire said, a few moments after we returned our attention to the view.

“Huh?” I muttered, turning to her.

“What are we going to be doing here for you? Besides the obvious that is.”

“Oh… yeah… right,” I muttered. After meeting them, it was going to feel a bit odd ordering them around, but of course, that’s what they were made for. I didn’t know exactly what “obvious” things she was referring to, unless she meant the sex. “Well, basically just keep the penthouse clean, organized, and in order. Cook for me… do laundry… act as my assistants when I’m doing business. Basically, you just need to keep me satisfied, do what I ask, and you’ll be good. Oh, and of course you’ll be compensated with a bit of credits at the end of every month.”

“So we’ll be like your housewives to the extreme,” Night Glider said with a laugh. I was a bit taken aback by the statement. I could feel my eyes widening.

“Uh, heh, yeah, I guess you could say that.” Considering them that close to me still felt odd. They were tools not lovers, but at the same time, they already seemed like more than just tools.

“Anyways, yeah, we’re here to do whatever you want, whenever you want it,” Night Glider said with a wink.

“I may be the Captain of the Wonderbolts, but I’ll tell you now that you can order us around all you like,” Spitfire added.

“And even if you don’t, we’ll still provide. I’m sure we’ll get to know your emotional cues quickly,” Night Glider said.

“Hm, well, uh thanks,” I said with a smile. “I’m sure you’ll do great with all of that. Anyways, let me show you your rooms.” I pushed away from the railing, and the two ponies followed behind me obediently as I led them back down to the second level of my penthouse. Luckily for me, my home came equipped with four bedrooms, and, of course, only one of them was used by me up until that point. There was even still one available for a guest or guests to stay in… like I ever had any guests. “Alright, well, these are going to be your rooms,” I said, pointing to two rooms on the same side of the hall. A bit further down on the same side was the guest bedroom. My bedroom, along with a bathroom was located on the other side, while my office was at the end of the hall. Both of the rooms were as they had been when I moved in, but cleaned of course. The décor in both, along with the furniture, and the way they were done up was almost identical. Considering that I had never really done much with them, I didn’t have the chance to realize how bland they really were, but would droids really care about such a thing? “You’re free to add your own personal touches and change anything however you want. Anyways, I think for now tha-” the penthouse VI suddenly came to life. “Mr. Rellen, I understand you are not currently accepting business, but I have taken note of something a bit more unique in your most recent messages. Would you like to take a look?” I walked over to the screen in the closest room as it flashed to life. Each and every room had one of these, all part of my penthouse perks.

The first thing I picked up on was the promise of extra pay, and then I began to see words like urgent and immediate. It turned out that a small business was trying to sell a few non-product items left over in their old storefront after moving someplace larger. They wanted me to get them sold as soon as possible considering the items they had were not something they sold to customers. It didn’t explain the exact reason for the urgency, but I could discuss that with them later. From what I could tell, and by the items that needed to be sold, I was sure it was the real deal. I sighed heavily as I pondered what exactly I should do, and then pinched at the bridge of my nose, knowing that it was a deal I should most likely make. I so badly wanted to get better acquainted with my new droids, but of course, there was always work to be done. I couldn’t refuse the extra credits. They would have to wait.

Distracted by my decision making, I was a bit startled when I suddenly felt two warm hands wrap around my shoulders, petting and massaging them comfortingly. I looked up to see the concerned faces of both Spitfire and Night Glider. “What’s wrong?” Night Glider asked.

“Is there anything we can do to help?” Spitfire added.

I sighed again, feeling as though they would be disappointed, but then quickly realizing what they were. They definitely could get disappointed, but I’m sure it wasn’t going to break their hearts… or whatever they had in there. “… I have a bit of business to do… but just a bit. After that, we can spend some time together or something.”

“Are you sure you have to do this? Looks like you’re stressing over it,” Night Glider said, giving my shoulder a squeeze. “It can always wait, can’t it?”

“Nope, sadly not this one, otherwise yeah, I’d push it back, but don’t worry too much. I’m used to it. Anyways, I need to get to work. You two can get better acquainted with the house, and if you see anything that you think needs to be done, just go ahead and do it. Otherwise, I’ll call for you if I need anything.”

“Well, that sucks,” Spitfire said with a shrug. “I was ready to get to know you better.”

“…. Sorry about that,” I said with a nervous chuckle as I quickly turned and began the short trek to my office. “We’ll have some time later though, I promise.” Making a promise to a droid, things were already getting odd. I shrugged it off and tried turning my thoughts to that of business. “Wait, what did she mean by get to know me better? Did she mean just… or sexually… oh…” I muttered softly to myself as made it into the office, closing the door behind me.

***

Throughout the whole time spent in my office, meeting with my clients, discussing prices, and then putting their items up for sale, and even selling one of them right off the bat, all I could think of were the two droids now living in my home with me. They were so beautiful, so real, and so unique in their personalities. I wanted to get back to them. Then there was the way they had rubbed my shoulders. At first I thought it was purely to comfort me, but as I pondered it longer, it seemed like something more. That, and there was how sad they were to see me get to work, and what Spitfire had said. I began to wonder what is going to be like to, well, have sex with a droid. I wondered how it would feel, how they would react and respond, and how they would cater to me. The thought was making my heart race. I was horny just from simply thinking about it, and I was for basically all the time I spent in that damn office that afternoon.

I finished up what needed to be done a bit later than expected, although it wasn’t as if I didn’t realize the time. I certainly did, and I grew more and more disappointed and disgruntled as I watched the minutes ticking by. I decided to take a short breather, and rested back against my chair as I always did. I was more than excited to return to the two ponies, but I was equally exhausted from the rush of work. An assertive knock on the door shook me from my thoughts, and then soon after came the muffled voice of Spitfire. “It’s Spitfire. I figured I should check up on you.”

“Uh… yeah, come in,” I muttered, swiveling my chair around as the door opened. My mouth dropped as she entered in a completely new outfit, or rather a bathing suit. The swimsuit was an incredibly tight, fitted, and revealing two-piece of a luxurious emerald. I couldn’t help but stare. Her entire body was nicely toned and defined, having nice definition in her muscles, especially around her stomach, a body well suited for a Wonderbolt. That and there was no way of going without noticing how perky her nipples were. They pressed up against the cloth, easily showing off their shape. I could feel my entire face turning red as I remembered that I was the one who had purchased the suit. Getting excited about the droid’s more sexual aspects, I had bought a series of rather skimpy outfits for the two of them early on, and filled their wardrobes with the apparel. It felt rather odd as an afterthought, considering how they were almost too real to be treated as objects.

“Looks like I don’t even have to ask if you like it. It really does show off what a nice body I have, huh?” she asked with a smirk, slowly and sensually stepping closer.

“You… you look great… hot… sexy,” I muttered. All of the pent up frustration from working, along with the excitement of my droids was converting into sexual energy, adding to my already horny state.

“Thanks. Since you put it in my dresser, I figured it’s what you wanted me to wear. Anyways, it looks like you need to release yourself and unwind after all that hard work. I can help.” I gulped anxiously, and could feel myself beginning to sweat just slightly as she drew nearer and nearer.

“Yeah… yeah you can,” I mumbled, figuring she needed my approval or a command of some sort before doing anything. I watched, entranced, as her curved hips swayed, and her breasts bounced slightly with her steps. I gulped yet again, knowing exactly where things were headed, even before she said another word.

“I’m glad you like what you see. I’m pretty proud of what I’ve got to offer too,” she said as she reached me. “I think it’d be a shame if all you did was look though, a shame to both me and you. You do know you can touch me all you want, don’t you?” she asked softly, giving her lips a slow seductive lick.