Terabyte loved to be helpful, the mares programming demanding she tackled any task no matter how trivial with a smile. This cheerful and humble demeanour masking a rather complex synthetic organism, that possessed all manner of functions that could be selected based on the role her owner chosen for her. The options predictable, as with her feminine frame and passive personality she was generally used for carnal comforts, a task she was more than happy to oblige too.

The cymare spreading her legs without any hesitation when her owner had requested an internal comfort session. The mare relaxing as she let her master pick a hole and slide slowly into her to a chorus of cooing moans, as the synthetic slit winked weakly against tickling fur as if kissing them reassuringly. The mare letting the equine form flow into her clenching cavity as she felt shoulders and hips thumps past the lips in salacious sequence as she leaked lubricant to oil their passage through the pulsing pussy.

Terabyte panting as she filled with her master, her innards swelling as she bloated with their lightly bucking body as they willingly wormed into her cushioning confines. The mare grateful they had not picked her tail hole emission port, as even with her refrained programming that doughy ring yawning would have left her a moist mess by the time it eased shut over their back hooves. exhausted from enveloping a pony her own size, Terabyte rolled onto her side gave a satisfied sigh, as she waited for further instruction. The comfort pony stroking her passenger gently, as she massaged the bulging barrel to relax folded form withing her as they settled into a neat fetal position in her warm embrace.

The humid interior smelling sterile, as the artificial womb was little more than a kneading bag of gelatinous tissue designed to allow short sensual stays in the tactile caress of her mechanical core. It offered a sodden space to stew in, and no sooner had the cervix sealed her tenant into her did they begin to quake erratically. For a moment the android was worried her master was panicking, unhappy with her performance, and she skittishly looked down at her bloated belly as she was about to offer an apology for her failure to please her client.

This apprehension evaporating in an instant as it was simply her owner getting comfortable before their hoof slipping between their legs and they began to roll their hips with the steady motions of a pony pleasuring themselves. Muffled sounds of mounting sexual release creeping out of Terabytes animated middle, as the vague outline of a pony rolled back and forth as their pelvic tension with the fondling of a clumsy frog. The mares glossy exterior rippling as Terabyte let her owner have their fun, as she simply rubbed her protruding midriff and waited for the order to birth her surrogate full-grown foal.

Terabyte’s cheeks flushing a rosy hue, as she found arousal in the echoing motions within her, as she took great gratification of allowing her owner to live out their hedonistic desires. The hit of dopamine their brain would find in release would, in turn, reward her coded mind for a job well done with a pleasant euphoria. The mare basking to the rhythm rocking through her body cavity, as it increased in tempo and ferocity, before suddenly losing in all metronome and descending into stuttering spasms as a light humming of something activating crept from her loins.


“Oh dear…..” mumbled Terabyte as she realized she had forgotten some vital operator instructions, before she had let her master slot in her sausage sheathe pre-emptively, as in their haste they had skipped the safety PSA. The mare so quick to please that she had not had time to give the required safety speech that her code mandated, and feeling her womb wobbling she decided to impart the important information.

“Oh, I forgot!”

“Be careful!”

“My internal love sessions are sensitive, and you can activate my self-cleaning mode,” she imparted with her normal chipper tone, ignoring the death spasms and crunches of her liquidating owner as she gave such insight a bit too late. The mares belly rapidly deflating as she sterilized and melted her proprietor into little more than a bland broth. The milky mash sizzling and popping as it was broken down by bio-engineered enzymes that efficiently turned a pony shaped hunk of flesh into nothing more than a slush of easily integrable base components for the mild-mannered unit to absorb. The shadow of a pony soon replaced by an ambiguous lump that within a few sloshing seconds they were reduced from person to biomass, that the efficient engine was fast to repurpose as biofuel.

In no time at all Terabyte had a slight muffin top as she had completely metabolized her master’s meat into nothing more than stored adipose reserves for later use. Some of the soup leaking out of the glazed snatch, as not all of the former ponies components were of use and the liquid keratin of their hooves and fur now drizzled out as a sticky spring as the automation expunged her chamber of any contaminants for her next session. The lingering gunk varnishing her leg as it leaked to form a small puddle on the floor, as Terabyte let out a small grunt as she compressed her Kegels and drained the tank with a sudden spurt of feminine fluids.

“Not again, I can be so clumsy,” she apologized to no one in particular, as the only other person present was now padding her frame. The mare then slowly getting to her hooves and going off in search of a mop, as she had made a musky mess on the floor that she needed to clean up. Such domestic duties falling under her operating guidelines and seeing she had caused a mess Terabyte was eager to clean it up lest she face her admin's ire for her salacious secretions. The mare just not quite able to comprehend that her owner was way past the point of caring about the stain they had left on the carpet………..

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Did this as a little present for  Nomipolitan to give them a bit of sunshine during this current lockdown. The idea was brought up by someone infatuated with this cute robo pony. I asked Nomi permission to write this lemon and was even given the grace of the original commissioner, so I hope you enjoy this fun foray into an accidental predator. :)

An internal image of this sequence can be found In here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/691055

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