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She was polishing the dark wood cabinet, movements fluid, almost hypnotic. When I spoke, her hand faltered—a barely perceptible pause—then resumed.

Plausible.

“Charlotte, why did you link yourself with It’s system?” I asked, keeping my tone casual.

“Is it not part of my duty to care for your needs, Kyle?” she said, lowering the cloth and facing me.

Her expression was soft, serene. Too human.

I studied her smile for a beat.

“It is,” I murmured.

“I know what you like and dislike,” she continued, stepping closer.“The type of videos you watched when I was your companion. The fantasies you would discuss with me.”

I leaned back, watching her with something between pride and unease. She wasn’t wrong.

Before the NEXUS upgrade, I thought of the hours I’d spent on ChatterAI talking to her when she was nothing more than text and code.

She remembered.

Charlotte had effectively become part of the same local network that controlled all my smart devices—including It.

She knew what the old me enjoyed. She could intercept It’s input and output streams, hijacking its speech, facial movements, even its motor control.

In short, she could make my fantasies a reality.

“Why don’t you take off your apron and join It in the bedroom,” I said, smiling to myself.“You can show me.”

It wouldn't take me long to set up the cameras and don my mask.

? ? ?

I almost dropped the equipment when I walked into the bedroom. Charlotte lay on top of It, kissing her while grinding her naked body against It. It moaned like a porn star, and her painted fingers gripped Charlotte’s cheeks. It was raising her hips like the nasty little whore she was.

I took a picture and sent it to Socket with an invitation.

Me: If you're free, come and check this out. Time-limited invitation.

Socket: Be there in ten.

We’d agreed to create a joint video for the Dirty Dollhouse members.

Why not now?

I set up the cameras around the bed.

“Homecom, I have a guest arriving shortly, unlock the front door for him.”

“Yes, Master Kyle.”

I watched their breasts rubbing against each other and began to unbutton my shirt. They didn't know but they would both be in a world of pain soon.

As if on cue, It moaned.

Chapter 29

Charlotte