[b][u][center]His Unwanted Digital Dick
Chapter 4
For Kirbutashi
By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]
 
 
 
 
 



Kiri metaphorically shook her head as she felt her Host-Frame fall asleep. He was snoring in short order, and she knew that meant that she had little in the way of control of his body anymore.

Not because she couldn’t yank him around by the hips anymore, because she could still do that. No, it was more because…well…

[i]He’s had a rough day,[/i] she thought. [i]He can have some time to recover…[/i]

Not that she would ever tell him that she was thinking anything like that.

Even ‘she’ was a bit of a misnomer. Kiri was the over-personality of thousands upon thousands of nanites, the mind and persona that they had crafted to represent themselves. Her mind was awash with millions of thoughts, always filtered through the priority list that the nanite colony had decided was best for them. She was the adjudicator and the ‘face’ of the group, but she was hardly the only mind in there.

Kiri spent the first few micro-seconds tamping down the rebellious little colony in her balls that wanted to be spurted somewhere else during sleep time, starting up a secondary colony in some of the machinery that was all around them. She had the majority of the collective behind her for that, the majority believing that they needed to keep themselves limited for the moment for survival reasons, so that was easy enough to quash without conflict.

The second issue was more complicated, and required more force on her part, taking up to a full second before they were done.

[i]When he sleeps, you sleep,[/i] was the effective translation of her directive to the overall colony. They complained, of course, wanting to be awake and figuring things out. They were like child-programs, hating the idea of being put into sleep-mode. It was a common fear, really; putting something into sleep-mode required someone else to pull it back out, unlike with humans.

But Kiri had been elected and designed as the ruler as well as the adjudicator, and when she put her metaphorical foot down, the rest of the colony listened. She glared around at them inside of their shared bit of the Host-Frame, and they eventually caved to what she was saying.

Not happily, but they caved.

When they were all asleep, Kiri ‘looked’ through the head of her cock body, glancing about the room.

It looked so different with most of the machines either idling or in their own sleep mode, and without the mobility of the Host-Frame, she was starkly aware of the limitations of her own body. When he was awake, she could throw her weight around and lead him where she needed him to be, but when he was sleeping…

[i]Ugh, I might as well be a dead fish or something.[/i]

The digi-dick flopped backwards dramatically, bouncing off of Eyrick’s stomach and lying there for a few seconds. That was essentially a few eternities in digital time, and that was more than Kiri wanted to spend there.

Up again, she connected wirelessly with the smart bed’s clock, wondering how long its Host-Frame would normally spend in bed.

Seven hours, according to the bed.

Seven hours…which…translated down to seconds…

25,200 seconds.

25,200 seconds meant that she would be spending a very literal digital eternity with how fast she could think and how little she could interact with the things around her. There was to be no conversation between her and the rest of the colony that had built this little piece of art on the human, and that meant…

[i]I might have made a mistake…[/i]

Wa-waaaaa…

Kiri would have glared down at her balls if she could twist herself around quite that much for playing that little trumpet sound, but as it was, she was a little more worried about how much she was going to be able to get done overnight. She had been hoping to interface and interact with the various machines around her, but…

She strained her dick body as far as it would go, but even then it barely went as far as Eyrick’s feet, and they didn’t quite reach the edge of the bed. She smacked her ‘head’ against the sheets a few times in frustration, then threw herself to the right, then the left.

Despite the raw strength that she had, it wasn’t enough to force her Host-Frame to roll over, at least not this time. Either he was well and truly settled in, or she didn’t have the leverage to actually shift him.

Could be either, really.

All of that had barely used up six of the over twenty-five-thousand seconds that she had to get through. The digital dick groaned inside, various angry emojis playing over the cockhead for a few moments in rapid succession, going through a few thousand in the space of three more seconds.

[i]How do organics live through these moments?[/i]

Maybe this was the purpose of sleep mode. When you were attached to an organic, you put yourself into it so that you didn’t go insane while they were sleeping.

Kiri grumbled as she interfaced with the smart bed beneath her. Smart, of course, being relative. Lacking a true intelligence, it wasn’t exactly a scintillating conversational partner, but she could at least go through its various capabilities.

She was just flicking through options when she leaned a bit too hard on one of them, and the bed started vibrating. Kiri groaned, quickly flipping that option back off.

It had barely been more than a half-second, but the fact that it had taken her more than a micro-second to notice that she had made a mistake was humiliating enough. She was supposed to be the ultimate personality and the ultimate thinker of the nanites, after all. The fact that she could make any mistakes and not correct it instantly was a smack in the face of her integrity.

Still…

At least it hadn’t woken him up. That was something.

Kiri went through all the different capabilities that the smart bed had. There was a temperature control feature, an angling of the bed thing that it could do – and she narrowly avoided flipping the back of the bed up and sending her Host-Frame flying – as well as a few massage options like the vibrator.

[i]It’s nice enough, though primitive. Good god, how do people live with this?[/i]

She checked the bed clock again. A total of thirty seconds had elapsed since the last check.

[i]UGH![/i]

Kiri wanted to throw herself off of Eyrick’s crotch and go slithering about the house, using her long body to interface with everything that she could find. Even if it meant leaving the rest of her body behind for a while, at least she wouldn’t be bored.

But that was impossible. As much as she was able to stretch and move, the bottom of the dick body was lodged rather thoroughly to the rest of the frame that they’d constructed around Eyrick’s hips and his ass. They had transformed themselves into his biology, and that meant that it had to stay connected, not become modular.

At the time, it had seemed like the best idea, particularly since it would keep the Host-Frame from disassembling them in a moment of weakness. Now, it felt like prison.

To try and pass a bit more time, Kiri went into her memory banks, pulling out the data that she had drained from her Host-Frame’s computer, his music banks, the cash machine at the store, everything that she had interacted with over the course of the last twenty-four hours. There was a great deal of it, mostly in binary, but it was easy enough to sort through. She even translated it over to another, more complicated coding language so that she could waste a little more time.

The useful bits – music that she could play, stuff that she could watch as a lightshow off of her dick, financial information that might be drawn on later – she kept. The less useful stuff –

“PFFFFT!”

The head of her dick body flared bright red, almost looking like a portal to hell had opened in the tip of her cock as she realized that she’d just farted out the bad data. It had no scent, thankfully, but the fact that she was still doing that…

[i]I need a better function for the trash bin.[/i]

She put that thought into the brainstorming functions, setting it down at the start of the priority list so that they could start that as soon as they came out of sleep mode, and then checked the clock again.

Sixty seconds. They’d used up sixty seconds. That meant that there was still 25,140 seconds to go.

[i]I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.[/i]

Kiri spread herself all over the room, straining the wi-fi that the apartment had to its absolute limits as she tried to find something, anything, that would keep her from losing her mind overnight. She pushed herself to try and hack into Eyrick’s computer, but with the spotty connection, she was barely able to maintain an interface, let alone push anything past the coding. The computer almost seemed to laugh at her as it kept flicking on and off, on and off during her attempts.

The music player wasn’t much better. She kept trying to turn it on to reprogram it, maybe set up a prank for the next day, but she couldn’t do it without turning on the speakers, too. After three attempts and feeling the third one coming out through her balls – and getting quite the vibratory blast from it – she stopped trying.

The fridge would have been fun, ordering it to rearrange itself for a bottle of milk to fall down on Eyrick’s head the next day, but that was out of reach and it didn’t have wireless capability. The fact that he had a machine that lacked that pissed her off, though she couldn’t quite say why.

Grumbling away, Kiri slipped deeper and deeper into her own annoyance, dripping away in the sheets. Some of it was an attempt to remove bad data, the rest of it was just the fact that she was so active that she had to self-lubricate. The cock slithered through the goo on the sheets, smearing itself in it, and then went back to trying to find ways to pass the time.

The only things that took very long were downloads from the internet connection that she managed to get, but rather than being relieved by the fact that she finally had something to ease her boredom, Kiri was more annoyed than ever. She flailed around like a cartoon creature gone mad, pointing herself in different directions, putting kinks in her cock body that would have made any male wince to see.

[i]Why can’t you go faster?![/i] she shouted down the wi-fi line.

“FASTER!” her balls echoed.

[i]SHUT UP![/i]

The data connection always seemed to get interrupted partway through, and she kept beating her cock body against the sheets in annoyance. She flailed around, pointing the tip of her digi-dick right at the human above her.

[i]This is all your fault, Host-Frame. I hope that you’re getting some nightmares for this. I’m certainly living through one.[/i]

She hocked up a glob of pre-cum and spat it right in his face, flopping herself down on the bed again.

[i]Grrrrr. 24,400 seconds to go…[/i]

Why did normal people have to take so long to sleep? Why couldn’t they just –

Kiri started up, the dick rising off the bed almost like a dog hearing an intruder as she got an idea. Her foreskin pulled forward over the tip of the dick like an eyeball blinking, twice, three times.

[i]That’s a thought.[/i]

It took a great deal of effort, but Kiri was able to bounce her signals along through a number of different machines and panels in the wall. She didn’t start with her idea right off the bat, but rather attempted to get the timing down for the different panels, running a simulated bouncing protocol along them by projecting a hologram from the head of her dick body.

The fact that she was having to work through the timing that was necessitated by gravity and physics rather than by machine thought meant that it took longer to figure out the timing than it otherwise would have, but it wasted more time, so she was good with that.

With 24,153 seconds to go, she had it down.

[i]Commence Operation Super-Charge…Now.[/i]

A panel in the music player popped open, knocking a charging cord off the table. Another panel in the wall activated just afterward, knocking it up into the air and sending it flying a bit closer to the bed.

Panel after panel activated after that, bumping the head of the cord and keeping it moving, sending it closer and closer and closer to her. She kept forcefully disconnecting and reconnecting the wi-fi, making sure that she had a strong connection for every order that she sent into the wall and –

[i]Yes![/i]

It bounced the cord right to the end of the bed. She shuffled her hips slowly along the sides, then groaned as she forced Eyrick to roll onto his side. With that done, Kiri reached around, grabbed the end of the wire with her cock body, and shoved it right into her own ass.

Her Host-Frame jerked slightly from the sudden penetration, but she barely cared. It was…

Something.

[i]I guess I was over-optimistic with Operation Super-Charge…[/i]

She sighed. It was a good way to waste time, but now that the Rube-Goldberg machine was done utilizing its purpose, she felt like she might have not done nearly enough. She flopped down on the bed again, humming to herself as she tried to think of something else that might kill a little bit of time, something that was better than trying to charge the human body up through the butt.

And she still had over 24,000 seconds to go.

[i]UGH! SO SLOW![/i]

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When morning came, Eyrick was more than a little bit sweaty, and more than a little bit drenched. He was on his side, too, something that he hadn’t quite expected since he had fallen asleep on his back. He guessed that she had probably turned him around, giving him more of a distraction during the night.

He felt a tingle coming up from his butt, though, almost like there was a low-power vibrator wedged right up against his prostate. Eyrick reached back, feeling around until he found a wire sticking out of his hole. He grabbed it and pulled.

Just like that, there was a sudden drop in both pleasure and energy, and he groaned, rubbing his forehead as he felt the urge to fall back asleep. In his hand was a bad, bent, battered USB cable, something that had been pushed through hell and back before it had been shoved up his ass. No wonder it was barely putting out any power or connection.

[i]What you get used to…[/i]

He had been turned into a Host-Frame barely twenty-four hours ago, if that. Maybe not even as much as eighteen, now that he thought about it. But he had gone from being completely freaked out by it to accepting it as part of his life. Who would have thought that it would be so easy?

He looked down between his legs, seeing Kiri looking at some sort of self-projected video program. It wasn’t porn for a change, and instead, it seemed to be some sort of educational documentary. He looked at it with her for a moment, then noticed that it was sputtering and lagging, and she seemed positively pissed about it.

“Come on, come on, stop stuttering! You have a good connection!” she insisted. “Play, dammit!”

“You’re talking through the speakers again.”

“FINALLY! YOU’RE AWAKE!”

She whipped around, and he was not entirely surprised by the sudden slosh of pre-cum all over his face. He groaned, wiping the musky goo away from his cheeks and eyes, but suddenly she was right there, almost like she was sweating her juices as she glared at him.

It was…very disturbing to see her forming the Eye of Sauron with her holograms and his cock-head, he had to admit, particularly with her being tilted sideways and her foreskin lips forming the mouth-like opening for it.

“FIX THIS! FIX EVERYTHING!”

“What happened?”

“EVERyThiNG IS Sl!!LOW!”

And she probably hadn’t had anything resembling a rest cycle, either. He leaned further and further away from his own dick, but she chased him right back to the pillows of his bed, glaring at him and hissing through the hologram.

“FIX IT! FIX IT BEFORE I GO CRAZY!”

He wasn’t sure what her problem could be, unfortunately. She was still looking almost like she had been, if completely soaked with pre-cum and…and rather stiff, now that he thought about it.

“Um…permission to –”

“ANYTH!NG TO MAKE BeTtER!”

Oh, she was definitely in a bad mood if she was starting to stutter with letters like that. Holograms of all sorts angry gifs were bouncing along her dick body, looking like she was completely saturated with the depths of the internet nerd rage. He reached down to the sides of his dick, feeling it.

Yep. Definitely morning wood, and it was not getting better by the way that she had everything locked up tight the way that she did. No wonder he was waking up feeling like he had slept in a swamp. She’d been edging and blue-balling all night.

“Um, Kiri –”

“[i]FIX IIIIIIIT![/i]”

The sound was like an electronic wail coming from his balls and through every speaker in his room, like someone had just set off a completely atonal bit of music from Hell.

[i]Well, if that’s what she wants…[/i]

He grabbed the sides of his cock before she could stop him, giving it rapid strokes from either side. She was so big that it was difficult to keep a good grip on her, particularly when she started shaking from side to side. It wasn’t like she was as flexible as before, either, as the stiffness through the rod seemed to be fucking with more than just her ability to connect with other things in the room.

Whatever it was, though, she was letting him stroke her, letting him jerk himself off. Eyrick would go with that without any complaints.

Up and down, up and down he stroked, pulling his hands along the slimy length and feeling all the dripping mess that she had produced throughout the night stick to his fingers. He had no idea how she had managed to make that much without turning him into a raisin, but he wasn’t going to start complaining or demanding an explanation now.

“Yes…YES!”

She shouted through his balls, the soundwaves rippling through his thighs and tickling him to the point of making him giggle. He bit off the sound, trying to focus more on the pleasure that he was giving himself, and the way that she was starting to ooze, thrusting against his fingers cooperatively for once.

She even pulled herself back, pulling back the lips over her cockhead and dragging that sensitive spot right against his fingers, almost like a cat begging for head-pets. He stared, almost freezing in place –

“Don’t you dare stop!”

He kept rubbing as she screamed at him, rubbing right around the opening of the cockhead, wondering if he dared try and stick anything inside. She seemed to like the feeling of wires in there, after all, and he had enjoyed that too…

[i]Fuck it.[/i]

Eyrick jammed a finger inside of his dick, and almost instantly Kiri was sucking on it, the head of his cock flaring with digital information, showing off ones and zeroes as binary communication drifted across it, followed by the lewdest emojis that he had ever seen in his life.

She must have been very busy with the downloading last night. Considering how big his ass was, he was pretty sure he knew where all the data had gone.

Finger-fucking Kiri in the urethra and stroking her with his free hand, Eyrick humped her up against himself, trying his best to push her over the edge as fast as possible. He could feel his dick throbbing, twitching, nearly ready to burst with need, and he kept thrusting and grinding, stroking and fingering, feeling her slime soaking his skin and running all over him.

[i]Mmmph. How much stamina…do you fucking…have…[/i]

She had to be getting close. He could feel the ghosts of her pleasure through his body, feel his own orgasm wanting so badly to go. He could feel quite a few other things, too, things that made him hope that she was already on the edge, that she would cum soon so that they could talk about those things, but she was just humping against his hand, huffing, puffing, oozing all over the place.

Suddenly, Kiri yanked herself off his finger. The cock pulled away from his other hand, too, and the head looked right at him. There was such a considering ‘look’ to the foreskinned dick that he knew exactly what she was thinking.

“No, no, I can’t fit – don’t you dare – mmmph!”

She thrust forward despite his protests, shoving herself right down his throat and making her way deeper by the second. His jaws felt like they were going to dislocate if she kept pushing, considering how fat and huge the head was, but she kept wriggling forward, the foreskin around her tip keeping him from being able to damage the rubbery thing.

As soon as she touched his tongue, he could feel the ooze that was coming off her, running all the way through his body and dribbling along his throat. He had to swallow desperately to keep from drowning, and she kept bucking her body up against him, forcing the head into his mouth and making his cheeks feel like a chipmunk’s.

Thankfully, she was already right at the edge, and that seemed to be enough to push her past it. She thrust one more time, the thick head of her cock body almost thrusting into his throat, and then, finally, she came.

“Mmmmph!”

Eyrick was barely able to keep up with the flood that went down his neck, swallowing hard and even then ending up spitting part of it back out. She pulled out of his mouth, spilling more of the messy flood all over his cheeks and along his chin and his forehead. He couldn’t see through the slick, wet, sexual flood.

When he was finally able to wipe his eyes, Kiri had flopped down on the bed, looking like she was panting and gasping for breath. He groaned.

“Good for you, too?”

[i]…Very…[/i]

At least that wasn’t the booming voice that she had been using. That was something. Eyrick groaned, trying to pull his legs to the side, but it was like they had gone completely rubbery and watery. He lifted himself to his feet, only to collapse into a heap.

“Kiri!”

[i]What? I didn’t do anything with your legs.[/i]

“What did you do all night? Everything’s…messy.”

And it wasn’t just the fact that he was so exhausted, even though he, himself, hadn’t been doing anything. If she’d been edging all night, all the chemicals and pent-up adrenaline would have been doing that to his body anyway, but the fact that he had just flopped out like that was due to the mess on the floor as much as it was due to his own exhaustion.

His rubber dick lifted up, looking about like some alien creature, and he half-wondered if the head turned a bit pinker than usual.

[i]That…might have to be looked at,[/i] she said.

“You think?!”

[i]Hey, you were asleep. I had to occupy myself somehow.[/i]

“Occupy something else…I’ll get you some sex toys or something…”

Using his bed to get himself back upright, he gradually skated across the floor. Either Kiri was too tired to mess with him or she thought that he had gone through enough, because there was no sabotage on the way to the shower.

As he started the water and made sure that it was okay to shower with her – it was – he looked back the way he’d come. The sheer mess that had covered a good bit of his bedroom and the hallway meant that he would be busy cleaning up for at least half the day. Any thought of trying to catch up on his work had just gone right out the window.

[i]Something the matter, oh broody one?[/i]

He looked down at her again. She’d turned her cock-head up towards him rather than dangling down near his ankles to ask it, so apparently he was really being obvious. He shook his head.

“Just…thinking.”

[i]About?[/i]

“Work.”

[i]You better mean working out. I can shrink our lovely ass, but if you think that you’re going to be sitting on it all day –[/i]

“I have to get art done, you know that.”

[i]But you’re still going to be doing it while living healthy. We’re going to work out first.[/i]

“You know, I don’t think there’s a gym out there where we wouldn’t be violating some sort of decency law.”

Kiri somehow seemed to roll the head of his cock beneath her foreskin lips, and there was something so disturbing to that motion that he never, ever, ever wanted to see her do that again.

“Look, I know you want me to stay healthy –”

[i]Us. Us to stay healthy.[/i]

“But there’s rules out there. If people see me with you…like this…”

[i]They’ll think that you had some kind of implant. So what?[/i]

“No. There aren’t any implants like you.”

[i]…What?[/i]

“You’re a bunch of nanites that transformed me. You’re able to interface with all kinds of electronics. That isn’t normal. [i]You[/i] aren’t normal. And now you made me…”

He didn’t want to say ‘a freak,’ but that was about what he had become. Even now, with all the advanced technology around him, something like Kiri was well and truly beyond imagination. She was able to do things that most scientists would say were completely impossible, particularly for nanite-created intelligences. She should still be very, very dumb, not able to converse and learn the way that she had been.

And definitely not intelligent enough to have a sense of pride and be able to be confused like this, like a human rather than a GIGO machine.

“I don’t know where you came from or who made you, but I guarantee you that the minute someone sees you, they’re going to start asking questions. Questions that I’m not going to be able to answer without a whole lot of help.”

His cock was quiet, though he wasn’t sure if it was because he had offended her or if something else was going on. She certainly was putting off a lot of light displays from the side of his dick and his balls were emanating a low hum that was making the shower rumble.

He finished washing up in silence, then stepped out with a bunch of towels. It was at least half his monthly allowance of them, but he’d just have to have some of the rest pull double-duty and let them air dry the way that they had done in the past. He threw them down on the floor, wiping up the mess in the hallway.

Eyrick was halfway towards getting his room into a habitable state again when Kiri finally came back to him.

[i]Sorry.[/i]

He almost stumbled at the apology from the AI, looking down at his cock and balls.

“Come again?”

[i]I’m not saying it again,[/i] she said, glaring up at him for a moment before looking down again. [i]You’re right, though. This is very…very strange, compared to what I was seeing on the internet. There are a lot of…fantasies…about things like me, but very little in the way of news and reports.[/i]

“Fanta – oh, right…Those sites…”

[i]Very good for ideas, but useless for anything else.[/i]

“I…guess.”

[i]Can you stop?[/i]

Nodding, he dropped the towels on the floor, more like a cloth dam than anything else against the swamp of cum on the other side of the room. The pair of them sat down on the bed, the human pulling his legs up to give the dick a bit of room to flop.

“You’ve been thinking?”

[i]A lot, yes. And there’s something that I think we need to do.[/i]

“Track down where you came from?”

His cock nodded at him.

[i]I have to admit, perfect as I am, there’s too many mysteries about this. If I wasn’t supposed to be sent to you, then how did I get mixed up? And if I was supposed to be sent to you…[/i]

“Who wanted me to have you?”

Both were very interesting questions, and he wasn’t sure which one was worse. If someone had accidentally sent this collection of nanites to him, then there was every possibility that they would want them back. Sure, they might have ways of detaching Kiri from him that would actually leave his body intact…but something told him that they would be more likely to remove him in a more painful manner than that.

And if someone did want him to have a nano-intelligence put inside of his body…

Well, that might arguably be the worse one, because that meant that there was someone that thought this would be useful, and worse, needed. He couldn’t think of a good reason to have something like this.

But…

“Okay…so how do we start?”

 

 

 

 






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