Sweetie Bot's Hacked Streams

Sweetie Bot felt her software get taken over this time and shivered in anticipation. She hadn’t been ready for any of this last time, and hadn’t had much in… stimulating thoughts before. The rush had been a bit too much for her, but she was ready for it this time. She could feel her processors warming up as they worked harder to take in the experiences, and she bit into her lip.

Botvert: So, Sweetie, can we get your pants off first this time? I was really disappointed last time.
3Lite: Command: Sweater removal.

Sweetie smiled as she felt the command come in. She was in more of an observation mode this time, and was able to watch the controller at work. She could even find the rogue program now as it worked on her. She didn’t bother trying to remove it now. Not when it excited her like this.

It used her programming well, which made her suspect that whoever 3Lite was, he had at least worked on Ropones before. Otherwise, the commands would need to be specific, rather than be able to hack straight into her logical processors and make her move. With a bit more awareness though, she could add to the commands and her movements, instead of simply doing as she was told.

Not that she planned to stray too far from their plans.

Sweetie Belle reached down, following the same movement she had only a single night ago. The thick sweater had managed to hide the fact that she had already shown them one acknowledgement of her willingness. Her two, large, soft pieces of proof came to bear quickly though, and she could feel herself moisten as the chat cheered for her still enlarged chest.

Botvert: Command: Take off pants.

A large smile came across Sweetie Belle’s face, before she forced herself to clear it away. She wanted to be as stoic as possible for this, so she let her her face settle. Her eyes were only half opened, and her mouth was nothing but a thin, horizontal line. No emotion, just so she could try to be cute.

She then stood up, and, as she said, “I am sorry sir, but I can’t today,” the chat got to see exactly why. She hadn’t bothered with any. In fact, if she had, they would have already been soaked thoroughly by the constant drip that came from between her thighs. Her white pussy quivered and twitched, and she shook with it. “I hope you do not mind.”

Sweetie took in a sharp breath as her memory suddenly had countless messages dumped into it about her body. About her will shaped thighs, ever perky nipples, and the need that she showed for her loyal audience. It was something she suspected the program had something to do with, but she had stopped caring only moments after waking up the day before. She was their sexbot, and she was all too happy performing her service.

It wasn’t long before a couple dozen commands came into her system, and she immediately began prioritizing and combining them. Some were able to be removed, kept in mind for later, but clashing too much to meet with the other commands. It would need its own chance.

Today though, they requested something fairly vanilla of her, but something she had been desperately hoping for. Simple, furious masturbation, and she happily sat on the edge of her bed so they could see her better.

She smiled to the camera, waving to them. The cord between her and her computer that let her easily take in the chat messages swayed back and forth, and she frowned, knowing she would need to get a longer cord for the future. She didn’t want to stop hearing the praise for her afterall.

Sweetie spread her legs wide open, breathing in deeply as her juices began to drip onto her sheets. She’d never done this before, having been programmed to stay away from such thoughts. She was a good, proper girl.

And she loved being able to finally break that.

She let her voice pierce the room as her fingers began to circle her lips, teasing the heated metal, and the nerves attached. Rarity wasn’t home at the moment, so she could be as loud and wild as she wanted to be. Enjoy herself to her fullest.

3Lite: Command: Say all sexual functions you have programmed, or are capable of.

Sweetie’s eyes widened as her systems began scanning themselves, before it began to glitch out. “Capabilities, too, bzz, large. Progr-gr-gr-grammed are…” She paused for a moment, using a finger entering her as a point for her processors to focus on. Her moan was deep as she thought about it, her legs stiff as she felt herself coming so close to cumming. She wouldn’t dare close them on her audience though.

“Um, uh, A-activating, main sexual function lock. Vibration mechanics in hands, chest, thighs, pussy, and ass are ready to be set to desired levels.”

Technomancer86: It’s good to see she can modify them. It also seems like you need to optimize your program so it isn’t taking so much power.
3Lite: Yes. For tonight though, I vote we enjoy the show, and start with Command: Vibrators set 20%.

Sweetie gasped, a programmed response to shock more than of need, as she began to feel her body vibrate. It didn’t just do that though. No, that would have been okay. Instead, it stimulated the nerves where the vibrators were kept, which were fine for her hands. Her pussy and tits were a whole different circumstance.

Taking a lesson from yesterday, and going back to the orders from before, she lowered two fingers to her pussy. They were hot, probably hot enough to burn others, but for her, it was exciting. A heat she could feel, and sent electrical shock along her entire system as they pressed themselves onto her clit.

She arched her back as a wave of ecstasy finally got to come down her body, and she ejected her fluid in a wide spray. The lube splashed against the chair between her and the computer, while her body twitched and spasmed, throwing itself against the bed. The shocks were making parts of her programming glitch out for a few moments, ranging from her sight, to her inhibitors on pleasure, which only made her scream louder.

As soon as it began though, it ended, and she felt the vibrations go away. She was still conscious, which was a welcome surprise, but she would need to go into her program files and make that a little less… powerful. She didn’t want to keep being laid out like this after all. Not when she wanted to do so much for the stallions watching her.

For now though, her mods took back admin control, and wished her a goodnight. She smiled at it, and began posting in the chat her thanks for them all coming. The thanks she received back sent shocks through her system, until she finally fell asleep, unable to handle their desires. At least for the night.