Sweetie Bot's Hacked Streams

It was meant to be a quiet night for the barely eighteen, robotic mare. She had recently been upgraded to be fully endowed, thanks to her sister, and given the last of her functionalities. Now, she would be able to go onto her normal streaming site and show off her new gadgets. That’s what Tech Time was all about after all.

At least, until she plugged herself in to try out some new online features.

3Lite: Sweetie, how do you feel?
Technomancer 86: Her eyes turned off. That hasn’t happened any other time she has plugged into the servers.
Playbolt: Maybe it’s a part of her online features. Maybe she’ll be appearing in chat or something soon.

Sweetie_Bot: 3Lite, I feel good. I feel amazing. Your words are making my inner processors heat up like never before.

3Lite:Well then, Sweetie, if you’re really getting that excited, why don’t you help us all get excited too with Command:Shirt_Removal
Technomancer86: How did you get so lucky as to get her to respond to you? And… Why is she actually doing it?

As her chat began to freak out, Sweetie’s eyes turned back on, now tinted pink where they used to be white, and she smiled at all of them. She then slipped her hands down to the hem of her shirt, and in one swift move, took off the thin fabric on her. Underneath, nothing hid her well crafted chest, and, by another command by 3Lite, she placed her hands on top of her breasts while she continued to smile.

She wore no bra of course, as she didn’t need it. Her metal, while malleable and soft when wanted it to be, was more than enough to protect her. As such, her chest wasn’t hampered in the ways a normal mare’s might have. They were large. Too large for most stallions to probably fit their hands entirely around, and plenty large enough to slide a cock between, but unlike other mares, hers didn’t sag. No, gravity didn’t matter for her perfect design.

Sweetie’s processors heated up again as the view count on her stream began to rise. So many stallions were enjoying her body. The chat got to watch as she opened another tab, allowing them all to watch as she pulled up pictures of naked stallions. They watched as she bit into her lip, but another command by 3Lite made her do nothing more. Not until she said his words, which she panted out.

“Yes. I am your toy for the night, and want nothing more than to be fucked like a good sexbot.”

Technomancer86: 3Lite, what did you do to her!? I’ll ban you if you don’t change it right now!
Playbolt: Shut up Tech! She seems to be enjoying it, so let him have his fun.
3Lite: Besides, mod, anyone who types Command: can tell her what to do. To a point at least.
Playbolt: Really? Well then, Command: Grow Chest
Technomancer: Command: Shutdown

Whatever program was in Sweetie ignored the second one, but instead shuddered as her inner servos clicked and whirred. The chat then watched as her chest plates came undone. For a moment, it was a little unsettling, but they could see how thick the plates were, and watch as they became thinner, reconnecting only once they were a good two sizes higher.

3Lite: Command: Play with Tits Like A Whore

“Yes sir.” Her tongue hung out a little as her hands gripped into her soft, white marshmallows. They were easily the size of her head now, and the soft metal gave way to her touch easily, despite still not falling. No, they only did that as she pulled down on them, gripping the nipples as her eyes rolled back up. “It feels so good sir.”

Another command came in while she pressed her chest in, squeezing them together. The metal folded over itself, compressing as best as it could. She moaned deeply at the feeling, and her legs began to part, before 3Lite, just to continue to tease her, forced them closed again. She only moaned louder at being edged even harder, and gripped her nipples again before yanking on them as hard as she could, hoping to find release there.

Instead, she only released hot oil over her keyboard. She did still moan like a little whore as her eyes rolled back again, but she couldn’t cum. Not without more active stimulation there. The comments flooding in about how hot she was, how much they wanted to fuck her, and what a good slutbot she was being were flooding into her core processes.

And she loved it.

She let go, shaking with her head down. She needed so much, but this was burning her batteries faster than even her combat mode. Her audience was not about to let her have rest yet, so she slowly got back to her feet, before bending away from the camera. Her audience’s monitors were filled with her tight, white ass, and the soaking wet, black yoga pants that clung to her pussy. Nothing was hidden like this, as her pussy was entirely outlined at this point.

She put two fingers, one on each side of her pussy, and spread it out more for them to see better, just like she was told to. “Yes, Cobblepotter, I can make sure to have milk in my tits for the next time you ask me to start lactating.”

3Lite: Command: Refuse commands except by 3Lite and Technomancer86 ****************
Technomancer86: What do you plan for me to do with that sort of power?
3Lite: I want the mod on my side, so I want you to be able to give everyone here a reason why not to let the poor mare finally show off her pussy with nothing hiding it, and finally cum.

“Please, Technomancer. I want this, and your hot, throbbing cock, right now. In fact, if I could, I’d let every last one of you in here just to fuck me because I love every last one of you. So please, Technomancer, don’t reject my love.”

Technomancer86: .... Command: Tear yoga pants, use heated hands on clit, and fist yourself.
3Lite: Damn man, I didn’t expect you to be so kinky.
3Lite is now an Admin
Technomancer86: Fuck you

“No, please fuck me!” Sweetie almost screamed as she let her heated hands, one of many normal combat features on her, to sear through her yoga pants, before pressing her thumb onto her clit. A warning on the stream declared that her processors were being maxed out, but they all could see why.

Unlike her breasts, she’d already been equipped for this, and the chat got to watch as clear, viscous lube sprayed from her lower lips. Her whole body shook and arcs of electricity came down her body.

And then, she shoved her fist inside of her, and the stream died as she fell over.

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“Hello everyone. As you can see, I’m dressed a little more conservatively today after what happened last time. I wanted to clarify that I do not condone hacking in my streams, and I disapprove even more of commands that are not allowed. I’m disappointed in all of you that I have to state this all to you.”

“So, to make sure I don’t need to be anymore, all commands have been approved, and my firewall is down.”

“Do your thing, 3Lite.”