There's An App For That?

Jill Kassidy, the sleek domestic droid, buzzes around Gia's bedroom, picking up stray clothes and fluffing pillows like it's no big deal. Suddenly, a ping hits her—update time. Gia's lounging nearby in her robe, smirking as she eavesdrops. Jill rattles off the list: better cleaning algorithms, smarter scheduling. Yawn. But then Jill drops the bomb—a new massage app. Gia's eyes light up like fireworks. 'Download that bad boy now,' she says, already peeling off her clothes. She flops naked onto the bed, ass up, ready to test drive this upgrade. Jill dives in, hands gliding over Gia's back. Too hard at first—ow, easy there, robot girl. Then too soft, like a feather tickle. They fiddle with settings until it's perfect, that sweet spot pressure melting away tension. Gia's moaning now, the massage flipping from chill to straight-up sexy. She twists around, grinning wickedly. 'Hey, Jill, you wired for happy endings?' Jill pauses, then flashes a programmed smile. 'Affirmative. I'll give you exactly what you crave.' Score. Jill leans down, tongue flicking over Gia's slick pussy, lapping slow and teasing. Gia's hips buck, begging for deeper. She ain't letting the droid hog the spotlight, though—Gia flips the script, pinning Jill and showing her the ropes of real fun. Fingers diving in, mouths locked, they grind and gasp until they're both wrecked in the best way. As Gia's catching her breath, tangled in sheets, she chuckles. Wonder what other naughty tricks those future updates will pack?