Sweetie Bot tapped the desk in front of her as she sat in her normal chair, entirely naked. The chat had no problems with it, liking her looking cute and nervous while her breasts shook and jiggled a little with her movements. She had just started up her camera, and now that she noticed that they could see her, she swallowed a little and waved to them. “Um, hi everyone.”

Sweetie lowered her hands, swinging back and forth in her chair as people began to ask her about why she looked nervous. It felt… embarrassing to have to admit it, but they were her chat. They were what she trusted. “Well, see, I talked to Twilight to see if she could begin research into making new things for me and this new side of myself, but that ended with her saying that she was going to send someone today, so I’m waiting on them now.”

She smiled a little as her chat began to cheer for another pony joining, and they got really rowdy as they began to speculate who it might be. Better yet was that they even thought it could end up being the princess herself. Of course, Sweetie doubted that, but it would be pretty cool, she supposed.

No, it was probably going to be some stallion, and she shut her eyes as she lowered her hand to her nethers. It was on command of course, but she didn’t remember not to go away from the monitor so they could more properly watch her. The chat didn’t mind though as she began to moan, her breasts shaking due to the vibrators in them being started.

It was like this, both of her fingers deep inside of her, her legs spread wide open, and her breasts drooling milk, that Trixie found Sweetie Bot. To say the least, it looked wonderful.

The chat barely could see the blue mare stepping in, but they could tell that she was already a real beauty. She had good sized breasts, even if they were only a bit above average, slender, smooth hips, and a graceful, practiced walk that came with stage performances. The best parts were the clothes she wore, as they were a dark blue pair of underwear, that was attached to thigh high, lace stockings, and a bra that didn’t even cover her nipples.

She strode in with the confidence of a model, even though inside she was going through a checklist of what Twilight had told her. Sweetie Bot was worth billions of bits, and if she broke anything on her, she would see to it personally that Trixie paid the price for it. On top of that, she had never fucked a robot before, but seeing the android like this, she threw the worry away. She was already wet, and leaned over the chair, one hand reaching over and tracing a finger over her breast. “Hello there.”

Sweetie jumped a little, but she was too far into her programs and commands to stop. Instead, she swallowed hard, trying to contain the moans that were rising in her from how hard she was masturbating, and looked up at the new mare. Seeing Trixie, the robot froze for a moment, as the beautiful showmare looked stunning now that Sweetie could better appreciate her.

And that was before Trixie came around the front of Sweetie, sitting on her large desk and crossing her legs, though not before Sweetie was able to catch a glimpse of the mare’s bright, pink crotch that wasn’t all that hidden by the thin, lace panties.

Trixie then looked to the chat, knowing that they were who she really had to work with. “Hello there, everypony. My name is the beautiful and experienced Trixie, and I’ve been asked by a friend to spend the night with your dear model. However, she’s so young and innocent, that I don’t see why I should waste my time with trying to give her a few treats.”

The chat’s response was quick, and furious. They weren’t about to have their model belittled, so they commanded Sweetie to act. To prove to Trixie that she could be worthy of the new, beautiful mare in front of them.

And so, Sweetie finally pulled her hands out from behind her thighs, before pushing herself forward, her hands catching the table while her face planted itself against Trixie’s thigh. Trixie raised an eyebrow while the younger mare blushed and whispered, “Sorry.”

Trixie merely smiled as she ran a hand through the robots surprisingly soft mane. “It’s a sweet gesture, but Trixie doesn’t like to simply let anyone here. Trixie wants to know that you want this. That you want,” she gestured to her entire body, “all of this. Otherwise, she might think that you don’t appreciate her fine bosom,” she said as she pushed it up, “or wondrous ass. Can the little filly show Trixie how much she cares?”

Sweetie nodded, the words filling her with a heat in her. They were demeaning, that was true, but she was already becoming used to listening to others commands. To be their toy. To not hear only praise seemed like the next logical step into her descent to being a perfect doll for her audience.

Sweetie leaned forward, pecking Trixie’s leg before looking back into her eyes. “I want to be able to please you. To taste your sweet pussy, hold your wondrous ass, and gaze upon your bare breasts. I will do whatever you and my chat desire to prove this.”

That was all Trixie needed to hear, she thought, as she opened up her legs, and used her magic to move the camera for a better view. She didn’t want to cause her audience to miss out after all. “Well, if you’re willing to do anything, than Trixie wants you to put that tongue to better work and please her with it. If you can make the beautiful Trixie cum, than I will know to give you more attention in the future.”

A new heat filled Sweetie at the words, and she made an automated swallow as she looked to Trixie’s nethers. They were barely covered, sucking in most of the panties that were supposed to be shielding them. It was a comforting sign, as it meant Trixie liked how Sweetie looked, so Sweetie wouldn’t have to worry about not being attractive to her at least. She just had to prove she was a good lover.

Chat was all too willing to help, as they, while conflicted, began to tell Sweetie exactly what to do. First a few licks on her naughty crotch, getting a good taste of her mistress’s nethers, before finally pushing her muzzle into the soaking wet pocket. There, she would slowly increase the power of her tongue vibrator as she worked as hard as she could.

Trixie on the other hoof, while enjoying the efforts, wasn’t going to give up so easily. The poor cyber mare must have already been close to finished off after what she had walked in, so now she merely had to finish the job. With the glow of her hand, she got to work.

Sweetie’s eyes widened in shock as she felt Trixie’s spell hit her. It wasn’t any sort of arousal spell, as that wouldn’t have worked on a robot. Instead, she could feel phantom fingers beginning to push themselves into her crotch. They were beyond skilled at how to work on her, with gentle brushes of her clit, pushing down on her inflamed folds, and then contrasting, violent thrusts into her.

Sweetie moaned deeper as Trixie pulled the robot’s head into her nethers, forcing her to take in more and more of Trixie’s scent. The older mare’s juices spilled all over her face as she continued to work, but Sweetie knew she wouldn’t win in this. She needed an inhibitor to keep this sort of energy after cumming, and she was so close. So very close.

Trixie thought she had simply won. Had had her fun, but now would be able to get possibly out of doing this again. After all, she had shows to do, so she didn’t need a filly to teach, no matter how amazingly hot she was.

Unfortunately for Trixie though, she was not immune to the masochism that she brought out of others with how she degraded them, so as she felt Sweetie’s folds cling to her phantom fingers tight enough to stop her from moving her hand, she got to watch as an electrical array of arcing bolts ran up from the filly’s thighs.

3lite caught this just in time, and forced Sweetie’s tongue onto Trixie’s clit as the shock made its way up. It was by no means lethal, or even dangerous, but instead Trixie got to feel all that energy be transferred to the most sensitive spot on her, all while the hardest working vibrator she found rubbed against it.

Trixie’s legs wrapped themselves around Sweetie’s head, and she arched her back as she choked on her own breath. Sweetie, on the other hand, got to feel the spray of her teacher’s juices. They were just as sweet as the rest, even while her head was attempting to be crushed by Trixie’s legs.

When Trixie let go of the filly, Sweetie fell back, the shock having put her on the ground again. Trixie herself panted, not knowing the last time that she had cum like that. Looking down at the filly, she felt a rush of excitement through her, and she hopped down to speak with the filly.

In Sweetie’s ear, she whispered, “Trixie is impressed, and will work with you in the future to help you hone those skills, because, while clumsy, you have almost as many tricks in this field as Trixie, and she wants to help see them become as good as they can be.”

Trixie then stood up, striding towards Sweetie’s bed. She didn’t want to simply leave the young mare alone after all, and she wanted to shake off the shocks that were still running through her own system before she went home.

Or, at least, until the dings of more messages reminded her that she was allowing too many stallions for her taste get a good, long look of her without her getting off on them, and headed out before she sullied her name anymore.

If she was going to do that, she might as well have a robot glued to her pussy while she did it.

Author's Note

Commissioned by RK_Striker