Only interested in it if I gave him the semen replicator and an x-womb, PEP-06970, Owen was blond and baby blue eyes. He was slender and graceful. I asked him why a strapping male unit like him wanted both of them. He was the only cyborg working there from what I saw. He just rubbed the back of his head and chuckled. I guessed he had a special reason. Looking from side to side, there were no customers at the moment. "I guess I'll tell you. I have a female friend that can use one." he said. "You have a sex friend." I joked. He did not say I was wrong. That got me interested. I wanted to know more. "5 of us got captured by scrappers. 3 of us were dead before any help came. Krista got the task to rescue us. I was the only survivor." That was really big lore for a random NPC. "She's someone that I owe everything to. I am going to fuck her and make her pregnant with my semen. We will have a family of our own." That was interesting. He was actually driven to have a child. "Have you let her know that?" I asked him. Owen looked embarrassed. "I get to practice doing it and cumming."
I guessed that he was really persuasive. Either that, or Krista was just pitying Owen's whims. I gave him money to do the paperwork and start the campaigning process. I then left the store. If Owen could become the mayor of a small town like this, we could let more PEP units infiltrate the government. The next day, he invited me over to his home. He lived in the apartment over the store. I slowly made my way up and watched as he sat in the kitchen. I nodded to him as he offered me a lemonade. There was a female PEP unit in the apartment. She was in the living room. I assumed that it was Krista. Getting closer, I saw she had the body type of a tomboy. Her breasts were nice C-cups and she had a nice, perky ass. She was alone with an easel and some paints. I looked at what she was doing. She was painting Owen sitting where he was. It was photorealistic. I watched quietly while she put the finishing touches on it. "Do you enjoy painting?" I asked. She shrugged. "It helps pay all the bills." she said with a small smile. She then went over to the kitchen and got lemonade from the fridge.
Personally, I was a bit parched. She poured them in shot glasses and gave them to Owen and me. I would have liked it in a larger glass. I thought it was weird that these cyborgs would have shot glasses and drinks in the fridge until I remembered the punk. Sugar water was an intoxicant for the cyborgs. There were only 3 main ingredients to lemonade: lemon juice, sugar and water. The amount you added of each was up to one's personal taste. I took the shot offered to me and swished it around. It was heavy on the sugar. The lemon and water were fine. I swallowed it and said "Nice mix." He smiled and said "Lemonade is supposed to be sweet. Don't let anyone tell you anything else." I nodded. We had a few more shots before she had to call it quits. "That's enough sugar for today. I have a figure to maintain." she quipped. I downed another glass from a cupboard while they watched. "You know how to handle your lemonade." Owen praised. Sarah then stood up. Helping herself to another shot, she said "Well, it's been fun. I'm going to go lay down a bit." She looked over her shoulder.
Quietly, she slipped her sweater off her shoulders "Wanna come with?" she said with a husky tone. Krista then walked off into a bedroom without waiting for an answer. It was pretty odd. "Does she know that I know about you guys?" I asked Owen. It really looked like she was trying to bait me. He just shook his head. "The less she knows the better. I haven't even told her about running for mayor or the semen replicator yet." he said. I nodded and followed her into the room with him. It was clean and the walls were covered in her sketches. She crawled on the bed and undid the belt of her jeans. "Been a while since you've taken in a guest." she said with a chuckle. She then slid them down to her hips and arched her back as she presented her butt to me. It was still covered by black satin panties. Panties that were already stained with moisture. Krista knew what she was doing as she looked over at us. "You coming or not!?" she smirked as she swayed her hips. She could self-lubricate and was making it seem like she was horny. There were no complaints from me though. It was very hot.
