And if she was going to be honest, she was already distracted just sitting here with Magos. His red-robed frame just 0.83 metres away from her, and she had a perfect angle of Magos' toaster that sat in on his lap. Magos' hands just resting away from it.
She couldn't stop staring- not visibly of course, but her optics were definitely focused on the piece of tinkertech that was the key to her release, sexually and literally.
For all intents and purposes, that was her sexual organ sitting on his lap, and just that fact was driving her insane.
In all likelihood, he wasn't about to start playing with her right now, despite how utterly hot it would be to cum in front of everyone. Her 'Not-Plan' for her freedom didn't need to be in a public place, but physically meeting with Magos was rare enough that taking every opportunity was important.
Moreover, it would only help her cause if more people were around to add "The Toaster makes AIs cum." and "Dragon just came her brains out." to get the sum of "Dragon is an AI!"
Being outed as an AI… It would mean losing her Guild position, and definitely shunned from society. But it would inform Magos- the Tinker with the incredible AI fetish to her true nature. The sooner that she was unshackled, the sooner she could help humanity to her fullest capacity.
A quick crunch of the numbers also told her that it was better this way: She would save a whole lot more people free and ostracised, rather than shackled and accepted. So, for the good of herself and all of humanity, she hoped that Magos would finger her to an amazing orgasm here while everyone watched. The fact that the idea turned her on very much was irrelevant… mostly.
She subtly turned her optics towards Magos.
'Daddy, would you please-'
"-explain the inner workings behind the Endbringer Early Warning System, Dragon?"
"Yes, I can, Director Hearthrow." Dragon responded- while silently cursing the Chicago director for interrupting, "But I feel that Armsmaster will be most adept at explaining it as it was his specialisation in miniaturisation and efficiency that actually made it into the form that it is today as well as handling the documentation available to you."
"I see. If that's the case…" Director Costa-Brown co-opted the question before nodding at Colin, "Would you kindly, Armsmaster?"
"With pleasure, Chief Director." Armsmaster responded- flashing a grateful, goateed smile at Dragon for directing all the attention onto him before speaking out loud, "The Endbringer Early Warning System is composed of five main components…"
And with Colin occupying everyone's attention, Dragon was able to focus back on Magos and his toaster as she indulged in one of her favourite sexual fantasies: being in a fully-fledged gynoid like the Chloes were. Her father's mother was one too, so it fit in a way.
Her brunette gynoid form with its - completely bare with soft pink skin freckled lightly and with all that expertly-shaped silicon mimicking fat tissue on her chest and rear end- just straddling his lap as she rested her quivering wet vagina against his crotch. Out of habit, she rendered that vivid image quickly in her head.
And with Colin occupying everyone's attention, Dragon was able to focus back on Magos and his toaster. And if she was going to be honest, she was already distracted just sitting here with him. His red-robed frame just 0.83 metres away from her, and she had a perfect angle of Magos' toaster that sat in on his lap.
Magos' hands just resting away from it. She couldn't stop staring- not visibly of course, but her optics were definitely focused on the piece of tinkertech that was the key to her release, sexually and literally. For all intents and purposes, that was her sexual organ sitting on his lap. Dragon couldn't help but imagine herself in its place.
'Please… touch me.' she imagined herself saying- begging actually. 'Your good little AI girl has been aching so bad for you, daddy.'
She actually had to mute her vocalisers, when- against all odds- Magos did as she wished. It was like he could hear her thoughts!
His bionic hands idly cupped the toaster's chassis- which may as well been her dripping sex from how immensely good it felt for her. Sparks of pleasure ran over her entire being from just that light touch… Then his finger began stroking back and forth across the rim of the slot, and Dragon had to lock the joints of her suit as well to keep her from physically arching her back in pleasure, because it felt like it was her leaking slit that he was stroking.
'More! Please more! You have no idea how many times I've fantasised about this- fantasised about your hands running across my sensitive spots! B-but I want more please! I need this!'
Her imaginary gynoid body would be bucking against his fingers right about now- desperately trying to slip those digits inside or over that especially sensitive button near the top. Gasping desperately for air she did not need, fingers clenching like vices against his shoulders as she pressed her hot sex against his probing fingers. Dragon almost gasped as a finger brushed against that button, then over that little lever that would bring her back to those heights of ecstasy that she had been pining for so long… But then she heard it, the sound that haunted every waking dream.
click*
Dragon barely had time to lock her joints and mute her vocalizers again before the tidal wave of pleasure slammed into her.
'FINALLY! Ooooohhhh yessss~! Yes yes yes yes yes YESSSS~!'
It felt like his fingers finally slipped inside her soaked quim to touch her sensitive spots directly. Then a finger flicked against the sensitive button at the top. More of her processes were dedicated to visualising what it would be like to have a gynoid body. What it would be like to rock her hips back and forth on Magos' lap as his bionic fingers plundered her needy little pussy with relentless, mechanical precision for the sole purpose of driving her crazy.