0 comments/ 71973 views/ 17 favorites HM 4000 By: Asianlove No fucking way! I thought to myself as I received the video transmission from Earth. The news was bad for me, worse than I would have even feared. “But the transport has already made orbit around this planet,” I told the mission controller back on Earth over the video feed. “Surely there has been some kind of mistake made here,” I pleaded. “Negative. No mistake Delta Base Ten. You are not to be recalled to Earth,” with the confirmation of my worst fears my heart sank. I felt vaguely nauseated. “Sorry Delta Base Ten,” the mission controller back home added with a hint of empathy in his voice. I sank back in my chair and lost all interest in the video screen before me. I looked out the window at the bright lights of the mining camp outside. The high wind gusts of the planet blew a crumpled sheet of paper mournfully down a side street and my gaze caught on this, followed it until it had blown out of view behind one of the power plants. “Management wants you to understand that you will receive the standard time and a half pay for this over extension of your contract. We also want to offer you our thanks for your loyalty and continued service to the corporation,” the mission controller was saying over the video feed and I just caught about half of it. “You and the rest of management can go fuck yourselves,” I told him. “In case you didn’t know already I am not offering you loyal and continued service. I’m not even doing it for the over time pay. I’m trapped on this godforsaken planet. I’ve been trying to get off for the last year and a half now, and you pricks keep delaying me. I’m beginning to think you’re never going to take me back to Earth.” “I know how you must feel Delta Base Ten…” the mission controller started but I cut him off. “The fuck you do!” I shouted. “I’m all alone up here. I’ve been here for two years my man. That wasn’t in the contract. I was coming up here to stay for six months. Remember that?” “We’re just asking for another six months Delta Base Ten…” “Or what’ll you do to me if I decide I don’t want to work out the contract anymore? Send the police by to arrest me? I don’t think so, considering there are no police on this planet… There isn’t one living thing on this planet other than me. I am the law here.” “We’re sending you a Help Mate. It’s on the transport that you picked up coming into orbit. The help mate will assist you from now on in all phases of daily life. It’s the new 4000 model, equipped with all the extras. We haven’t let you down on this one. Trust me Delta Base Ten, the next six months will fly by for you and you’ll be back on Earth before you know it.” Ok, I guess I should back up and explain my situation to you. I was a computer systems engineer and working for one of the biggest companies on Earth. This company was so big they had actually sprawled off of Earth and purchased mineral rights to about a dozen newly discovered planets on the far reaches of the known universe. I had been offered a sweet deal by them; a six month contract for an enormous amount, plus the chance to come out here and work with some of the most high tech systems in existence. And before I left Earth I had a sort of hunger to go out into space and see it and feel it for myself. So I was a real happy camper when the corporation told me I was being offered the contract and blasted me of Earth for the outer galaxy. My first six months weren’t too bad. At first I relished the idea of being alone on this dark and desolate planet. It seemed like a vacation, but one I was being paid for. The accommodations in the “Hotel”, as it was called, were excellent. I was in charge of everything. I could do whatever I wanted. I could experiment with their systems and there was no one standing over my shoulder to criticize me. I could set my own schedule working all night and sleeping all day, or taking a few days off just because I felt like it. I lived like a king in the “Hotel”, which was the company’s name for the engineers living quarters. It was a big five-story building that had everything one could possibly want. Any kind of food I wanted was at my disposal, and I had programmed the computer in charge of cooking to prepare my food exactly like I wanted it. There was a huge indoor swimming pool, a park to stroll through replete with plastic trees and a little putting green so I could keep up on my golf game. No, for six months this wasn’t a bad place to work, considering the pay was excellent. However, my stay at Delta Base Ten was destined to be longer than six months – a lot longer. Space travel this far from Earth was still kind of a risky venture. After my first six months were over, on the morning the transport was to bring my replacement and take me back home, I received a message from the company that no such transport was on its way. The problem, as I was later to learn, was that the company couldn’t find anyone to replace me. This was an important job to them. The entire mining operation was automated, and all though the base normally just ran itself, they needed a live person around to occasionally fix something that automations couldn’t handle alone. They needed someone who had close to my level of experience, and also someone they could trust. Because, all though I was starting to go stir crazy after two years on that planet, the company still knew they could count on me. Actually I wished I hadn’t been so trustworthy and dependable sometimes. So on this day when my story starts, the corporation had screwed me for the third time and for the first time I was really starting to despair of ever returning to my old life on the Earth. I had never been a big fan of people and was glad to get away from them for six months, but after two years I had started to dream about the next time I would meet another human being face to face. I would have even liked to have a dog for company. I got into my all terrain vehicle outside the Hotel and headed for the docking station where the transport was scheduled to land in a few minutes. This was the transport that was supposed to return me to Earth, and so I was more than a little begrudging of it as I pulled into the docking station and watched it set down on the pad. The wind was blasting into my face as I got out of the jeep and made it across the docking bay and up to the transport. I eyed the ship enviously as I approached it. If I had only know how to pilot it I would have jumped inside and blasted off for home, but unfortunately I knew that if I tried a stunt like that I would just wind up killing myself so I pushed the thought from my mind. The door to the transport opened and a green light came on above the door indicating it was all right for me to enter the craft. This was actually just a pilot less drone, with some supplies on board, but nothing more. I stepped up along the railing and stuck my head into the small dimly lit transport. There was nothing inside of any real interest to me at that moment. But I did see one large box that was labeled as containing the Help Mate 4000. Soon I was driving back to the Hotel with the HM 4000 box in the back of the jeep behind me. I spent the rest of the day moping around the hotel and pounding a ball against the back of the racket ball court to let out my frustration. I tried to get in contact with Mission Control, but a large solar flare was making that impossible. It wasn’t until the next day that I hauled the HM 4000 box over to one of the tables in my workshop and started to unwrap it. I had to read the directions three times before I finally found the right over rides to the deep hibernation the HM 4000 had been put into before taking its journey out through space and to my planet. At last I got the power pack charging and placed the HM 4000 into a corner. It would have to charge for twenty-four hours before I could flip its operation switch. I was very impressed with this model. I really don’t know how to describe it accurately to you now. The HM 4000 was a human from all outward signs of its form. The flesh even felt warm and real when you touched it. As it slept on a table in the corner, its power pack charging, the chest rose and fell just like a human would. This one had the shape of a young female, and what a nice shape its designers had given it. I thought at first of a mannequin standing in a department store as I looked down on the sleeping figure, but I realized quickly that was the wrong image. The thing before me was better than even a wax figure standing in a museum. It was life-like and made to be real. I had heard stories from Earth that this new model was able to fool the unknowing into believing it was actually a human being. I had never quite believed those stories until then. Looking down upon my very own HM 4000 I was struck with what a human quality it had. I gave much kudos to its architect and designers. They had truly fashioned the first artificial human being. I tried again that next day to reach Mission Control, but the solar flare was still blacking out all communications with the Earth. The last time I’d had this kind of interference I had lost contact with my bosses back home for almost two weeks. I could see this was a pretty bad wave of interference so prepared myself for another long absence of communication. I went to my indoor pool and swam for about two hours that night. I found myself expectant all of a sudden. I was waiting for the twenty-four hour charging period to be over so I could go upstairs and activate the HM 4000. What would it be like when I woke it up? Would it still fool me into thinking this was another human being that had come to share my desolate home with me? I found myself unable to sleep that night and returned to the room I had left the HM 4000 within. It was lying quietly on the table, unmoving, but with the steady rise and fall of the chest that was an exact imitation of human breathing. I placed my hand up under its nose and found to my surprise what felt like warm breath issuing out of the nostrils. They even flared slightly as I carefully watched. What an amazing machine this was! I also noted for the first time that night as I watched the HM 4000 sleep, that it had not only a young female form, but also a very attractive young female form. It was wearing a tight fitting jump suit. Short, brunette hair adorned the head. Long eyelashes were over big oval shaped eyes. A cute little nose, nice full lips, and high cheeks made the face very pretty. At fifteen hundred hours the next afternoon it was time to wake up the HM 4000. I spent a couple hours before perusing the instructions on how to stop power on the model. All looked pretty straightforward to me and I waited impatiently for the big moment. By the time I was ready to flip the switch I had just about convinced myself that when it awoke it would not be life like in its movements and actions. This would blow away all the perception of humanity that I got from it as it lay sleeping before me, and since it was the only remotely human thing on the whole planet I didn’t want that to happen. I flipped the switch beneath the table and got an all systems functional display on the monitor next to me. I watched for any reaction from the HM 4000. I didn’t know what to expect. I had done some reading in the instruction manual about the model, but found it to be full of hype and marketing, nothing in the many books that were shipped with it really told me what I would have when it came to life. It took a full minute, but finally its eyes began to flutter and came open. Under the lids it had deep blue eyes. I rose above it and looked down into those eyes. They looked so real! By god, this got better and better. I knew this was a machine automated by advanced cybernetics. In fact, being into computers myself, I even half way understood how it was put together. But I could not any longer think of the HM 4000 as an “it” or a thing or a machine as I looked into those eyes. From that point forward the HM 4000 became a person for me. After she opened her eyes she slowly raised her head. Then she rose up from the table, sliding around and getting to her feet to stand in front of me. I was staring at her all the while in amazement. She looked up at me with her blue eyes and met my stare. I could see the barely perceptible raise and fall of her chest beneath her jump suit again. “Thank you for purchasing me, sir,” she spoke for the first time. Though the content of her words was bizarre her voice was as believable as the rest of her. It was girlish and young and full of – well life, which of course she did not have. She extended her hand to me. I found myself reacting as I would with any human who made the same gesture to me. I put my hand out to hers and grasped it. She had warmth to her skin, and softness. She was authentic all right. “By what name may I address you, sir?” she asked after we had shook hands. “Dan,” I answered walking about her and trying to pick out some kind of flaw, anything about her that would tell me she was only synthetic skin with a silicon brain. I saw nothing out of the ordinary. Everything I saw and heard, and even felt told me there was a young girl standing in front of me. “How may I serve you, Dan,” she asked me in the girlish voice. I didn’t answer her. I just circled her around the room, staring at her. What made me feel so funny at that moment? Was it having a cybernetic talk to me in the body of a beautiful young girl? Or was it having another thing (ah, person) talk to me in person for the first time in two years? Whatever it was I felt very strange at that moment. She followed me around the room with her eyes, but never moved from the position she had taken on the floor. I think this went on for about an hour, my inspection of her from afar. My suspicion that she would reveal herself for the fraudulent person she was at any moment. At last, however, I could see she wasn’t going to move or speak again unless I did. I went over to one of the user manuals that came with her, and flipped through it. Let’s see, I thought daily chores. I had a few of them to perform and had been neglecting them because I had been messing around with her all day. Maybe she could help me out. Everything on my list was a task the user manual said she could perform. “Follow me,“ I instructed her. And she followed behind me as I took her around the hotel and went down the list of my chores, showing her how to do them, and then expecting her to be able to take it from there. I showed her the cleaning, the cooking, the washing, the supply depot retrievals, even giving her control of the jeep. The daily communications monitoring with Mission Control and the writing of the boring reports I was supposed to transmit back to Earth. I showed her all and she was as quick to learn as the marketing hype about her in the brochures said she would be. That night I couldn’t sleep as usual. Insomnia was one of my worst symptoms after the two years of isolation, and on that night it was affecting me badly. Finally, having nothing better to do, I got up out of bed and went over to my desk to flip through the user manuals that had come with HM 4000. They had one dedicated to the work she could do for you. They had one dedicated to the computer programming she was capable of doing. They had one showing her driving a car, which from her handling of my jeep earlier that day I already knew she could do. Then they had one last one that I had been foolish not to pick up before then. “Bodily functions of the HM 4000” was the title of the last manual I looked at. I opened it up and saw pictures of the myriad of different models they had. The anatomy beneath their clothes was fully compatible with the human anatomy. Among other human abilities such as sleeping, eating, drinking, sweating, crying, and the relief of bodily waste in the normal method, was listed sexual intercourse. I had two thoughts that flew through my mind in rapid succession. How sick is society when people build machines in order to have sex with them was the first thought. This thought was quickly replaced by the second thought; that told of all of the possibilities suddenly opening before me. I threw aside the manual and ran down the hall then up the stairs to the room where HM 4000 was resting for the night. When I entered the little room she was lying asleep on the table with the charging message displayed on the screen next to her table. Checking the read outs I found she was still at ninety-five percent power which was well above operating capacity. So I flicked the switch to wake her up again. Again her eyes flickered open. They were as big and blue and life-like as I remembered them. She rose up on the table and got to her feet, standing before me. “Good evening, Dan,” she greeted me. “Hello HM,” I said, looking up and down her tight little body. “Would you do me a favor, HM?” I asked. “Certainly, Dan.” “Would you please take off your clothes for me.” “Of course, sir,” she said, and without hesitation brought her hand up to the zipper of the jump suit and pulled down. She peeled the suit off her shoulders and shrugged her arms out of the sleeves. I saw her perfectly molded breasts for the first time. They were a firm C cup with fully erect nipples sticking out from the tops. Then she pushed the suit down past her hips and stepped all the way out of it, holding it in one hand as if she didn’t know what to do next. I came forward and took her single piece of clothing from her and threw it aside. I stood and stared at her body for a long while. She was perfect. Her hips were tight and firm. A thick silken patch of hair was matted between her legs. Her legs were long and nicely muscled, her milky white thighs riding up into the dark fur of her vulva. Walking around her I caught sight of the firmest and tightest little ass I had ever laid eyes upon. Standing behind her I slowly reached to her shoulder and rubbed them for a long moment. The skin was soft and felt real to me. I think it would have to anyone. Her back was long and very feminine. I traced the line of her spine down her back and onto her butt. Then I cupped her two firm little ass cheeks in each of my hands. I ran a couple of fingers down between her crack and the feeling I got was warm and inviting. “HM would you hop up on the table for me,” I told her. “Yes sir,” she said and set down on the table, her feet coming up off the floor slightly. “I want to have a closer look at your sex organs, HM. Spread your legs and let me see what’s between them.” She did as she was told. I bent down to look at her pussy. Her vaginal lips were tight, the skin around them a dark pink. I spread them with my thumb and forefinger. There was a lot of warmth here and a hint of moisture between the lips. I reached my other hand between her and coaxed out her clit. Then I let my forefinger move inside of her and I found a snug fit that barely allowed my entrance. I had to work a little to get the finger moving up deeper in her. I was standing between her legs in my underwear. I never wore many clothes around the Hotel. Why would I? No one was going to see me after all. Beneath the cotton of my shorts I felt my erection pushing out with some urgency. This feeling increased as I removed my finger from her vaginal entrance and brought it under my nostril. The fragrance I detected was authentic woman, and oh god how long it had been since I had gotten a whiff of that. “HM,” I asked her. “Are you functional for sexual intercourse?” “Fully functional sir in all aspects of sex. I know many positions and different things we can try if you would like.” “Open your mouth for me, HM.” She opened up and I looked down her throat to see saliva coating the walls. My heart was pounding like a kid’s. HM 4000 “HM, do you know how to give a blow job?” “Certainly, sir. Would you like me to give you a blow job before going to sleep this evening?” I just stepped out of my shorts and brought my dick out before her by way of an answer. She gave a good imitation of a smile, in fact a better smile than many people I’ve met have, and jumped down off the table and got on her knees in front of me. Taking my cock in her mouth she quickly started to tongue my under side and suck my helmet. Soon she was deep throating me. It had been so long… So long since I’d had a woman go down on me. Awwwww I enjoyed it as long as I could which was probably less than two minutes. Then I felt myself climaxing. I shot a wad down her throat and she kept sucking until I couldn’t take it anymore and I gently pushed her head away. “Did you enjoy that, sir?” she asked, still on her kness in front of me, with my come still dripping down her chin, her voice slightly muffled because the sticky white liquid was hanging off her lips. “Oh god yes! Thank you, HM!” I exclaimed, and I felt better than I had at any other time since I had arrived on that planet. “Will you be requiring my services any further tonight, sir?” “No. That’ll be all for today. Thanks again. I’ll certainly sleep good tonight.” I turned to leave, but she caught me. “Oh sir,” she called. “May I clean your ejaculation off my mouth before I go back to sleep?” “I’m sorry. Of course you can,” I said to her leaving and thinking something was vaguely strange in what she had just said. “Have a good nights sleep, HM.” I slept like a baby that night. My insomnia had ended for good. In fact I even over slept, which of course made no difference on that planet since there was no one to answer to, and little in the way of “have to” type jobs to perform. In the shower I found myself looking down at my dick. As the water cascaded down I could still smell a little come on it. I felt like a man again for the first time in years. I realized it had been longer than just the two years I’d been on this planet since I’d had a feeling as deep and satisfied as this. I jumped into some shorts, pulled on a Hawaiian shirt that I left unbuttoned, and stepped into some sandals. Then I was off on my daily routine inspection of the Hotel and the surrounding mining operations. This would take about half an hour, then I’d come back to my living quarters and have breakfast and try re establishing communications with Mission Control. I was actually humming to myself as I went about my routine that day. Walking through the Hotel I could see that the cleaning had already been performed. HM must have gotten up already. I had set her on self-activating mode. I also saw that my laundry had been done and neatly placed in a clothesbasket by the wash machine. The solar panels had been rotated upon the roof, and the diagnostic program that I ran in the mornings was already running when I logged onto the system. This was really nice. I was left with nothing to do. HM had taken care of everything for me. When I got back to the living quarters I saw HM, back in her blue and gray company jump suit, setting a breakfast table for me. I could smell my favorite, eggs sunny side up and bacon, with a pot of coffee and a big pitcher of orange juice. “Good morning, HM.” “Good morning, sir.” “This is my favorite breakfast. How did you know that, HM?” “I accessed the database. All the information I required about you was in there.” I set down and felt a bit overwhelmed by it all, though definitely not in a bad way. She set the plate in front of me and I dug in. The food was delicious. While I ate breakfast she busied herself cleaning up some old dishes I had piled around the kitchen and had been too lazy to get rid of. “This is very-very good, HM,” I complimented her. “Thank you sir, I know.” “I see you have already taken care of all our duties today.” “Most of them, sir. I am still working on the communications problem with Mission Control. I estimate communications will be restored in twelve to thirty-six hours.” “That’s very good, HM. Better than I could have done myself.” As soon as I was finished she took my empty plate away and to the dishwasher. “I noticed some repairs are over due in the park. I’ll be down there working for the rest of this morning, and so if you require anything else that’s where you will find me. What time will you want to eat lunch?” “I’m not much of a lunch person, HM. Why don’t I call you for dinner. That will give you more time to work.” “Thank you, sir,” she said in her efficient but girlish voice. Then she walked out of the room and headed to the back of the Hotel where the park was located. I watched her tight little ass move beneath the jump suit as she passed out of sight. Then I reclined back in my chair and soaked in a contented, even happy feeling, one that I had never had before on that planet, or on Earth. I played a little racket ball on the indoor court that morning, and wound up taking a dip in the pool. I had a lot of free time now, and I enjoyed it. As the day wore on I felt a stirring starting to rise back somewhere inside me again. At that point this was all very new to me, and I didn’t yet know what it was. But after a few hours I found myself in the park staring across the plastic trees at HM who was busily re grounding their foundations. She was bent over and that cute little ass was up in the air. She had been made perfect, and her movements were so sure and precise that made her all the more attractive. To make her seem even more real to me I saw her wipe a trickle of sweat from above her eyes. I guess that’s what finally did it for me. I walked down the steps of the park and came up behind her. She didn’t turn to me, so she couldn’t have seen me come to her, but I think that somehow she sensed me. I leaned down to her and cupped her buttocks in my hands giving them a hard squeeze. She stopped what she was doing, but stayed in the prone position on the ground in front of me. “HM, take your clothes off,” I commanded her. “At once, sir,” she said turning around and standing up. She was less than a foot in front of me as she unzipped her suit and got naked. I was all over her the first second those tits popped out of her top. I squeezed them and brought my mouth down to taste her for the first time. She had to struggle to remove the bottom part of her suit, as I was man handling her and giving her no quarter in which to move. She tasted good and felt good and smelled good. I was leaving marks on her skin as I grabbed and pinched and bit her. My hands and mouth went all over her and we both fell to the ground with me on top of her nude body. “Shall I give you a blow job now, sir?” she asked me. “Oh god HM, you feel so good next to me like this. I’ll tell you honey, I am going to take my dick out, but I’m not going to put it in your mouth this time,” I grabbed her crotch with one of my hands. “I got to get me some of this down here.” I threw off my shirt and pulled off my shorts, freeing a raging hard on. HM lay back on the ground and obediently spread her legs for me. I got above her on my knees and elbows, and lowered myself into her waiting loins. Her arms took me in and comforted me as I began to thrust up inside her. I found it difficult at first because her vagina was so small and rather dry. But after a little penetration some dampness spread out from within her and lathered up my invading cock. So I had a nice pumping rhythm going inside her. I leaned down to fold my body over hers and French kissed her. Holding her tight around the hips I positioned her where I could get maximum penetration, I spread her legs as wide as they would go and I pummeled her. I saw her mouth open and unbelievably heard little gasps coming from deep in her chest. This drove me crazy, but it also kept me going longer. It made me want to ram her harder, and the harder I rammed her the more labored her grunts became. “Oh yes,” she moaned in what sounded an awfully lot like pleasure to me. “Fuck me baby, fuck me strong!” she shouted. This took my breath away and I stopped, falling back down to her and trying to catch my breath. “HM?” I questioned her between deep gasps. “Where did you come up with such a vocabulary?” “I have a full vocabulary, sir. My language seemed appropriate for our activity. I am sorry if it didn’t make you feel good,” she was also out of breath. HM just became more real with each new discovery. “No, I fully approve of your language. In fact,” I told her taking her left nipple in my mouth for a quick taste, “I approve of everything you have done so far.” “Thank you, sir. Let’s get back to fucking then…” and that girlish voice drove me crazy. I got up off her and pulled her backside around to face me. I suddenly had an urge to watch those cute little butt cheeks as I rammed it home to her. I easily found her opening again and re entered her. She was on her hands and knees before me now. I could no longer see her face, but I could still hear her gasping. As I pumped her I spread her cheeks and ran a finger up and down her crack. “Sir,” she said turning around to me as I pounded her. “You like it strong like this, honey?” I asked. “Why don’t you take me up my ass, sir,” she suggested and was already moving her hand back between her legs to remove my hard on from out of her vagina. I immediately liked this idea and found her little ass hole with my finger. Pulling my cock out of her I stroked it a few times and found that it was lubed up enough for at least partial entry into her cute little rose bud. I slid my penis up her ass crack and was soon knocking on her back door with it. It took me about three minutes to get myself fully inserted into her anal entrance. This hole was the tightest I had felt and grabbed me and pulled me down into its black reaches. I reached under her and inserted a couple of fingers back into her vagina. I brought out the slick lubricant and applied it to my cock as it slid up her ass. Soon I had myself lubed up enough to start a slow in and out thrusting. I felt a climax build up between my legs as my balls slapped up against her thighs. She was moaning very loudly by this time and it bordered on a scream. I gave it to her again and again and again. Finally I heard a groan come out of my own throat. I had just popped out of her bud, and as soon as my cock head saw the light of day it was spraying sperm. Long beads of my come squirted down her back, some of it running down her butt cheeks, and a little river forming to run in between her crack. I fell off her and onto my back at her side, feeling like I was about ready to pass out. It was a long time before I was able to regain my breath. For her part, well I am not sure what she felt, or if indeed she felt anything. She sure seemed to be feeling something akin to what I was feeling at that moment. She just stayed on her stomach next to me and breathed hard for awhile and let a little purr escape from between her lips. Finally she looked over at me through dazed eyes. “Did you enjoy that, sir?” she asked innocently. “More than anything in a long time,” I told her. “I like it that you want to fuck with me.” “We’ll be doing a lot of it from here on,” I told her giving her a pat on top of her head. I looked down at her tight nude body lying prone next to me, my semen still glistening on top of her back. “From here on why don’t you just loose the jump suit, HM. Just go around here and do your work in your natural state. All right?” “Of course, sir.” “Later, I’ll see if I can find a skimpy little something for you to wear back at the Hotel. Maybe a thong, a g-string, or a slip or something equally revealing.” “Just let me know, sir.” “Now why don’t you clean yourself off and continue with your work.” I got up and returned to the living quarters where I took a shower and washed the deep smell of sex off me. As I stepped out of the shower and started to dry myself off I already felt the makings of a new boner creeping up between my legs. I think that was probably the happiest moment in my life. Every need I had was now met. The lonely planet that had become a sort of hell to me had suddenly been transformed by HM into a living paradise. I looked out the window and caught sight of her working away on the trees in the park. She was on her hands and knees and naked just like I had commanded her to be. As I watched her I thought that she was the perfect human being. She worked hard, and loved hard, and never complained. Over the next few weeks both HM and I ditched our clothes and walked around our little area on the planet like Adam and Eve. I let HM wait on me. She served me breakfast in bed. She made me gourmet dinners in the evening. Up until that time my living quarters and the Hotel in general had become pretty much of a dump out of my neglect. HM changed all that. She went to work and got everything to be spotlessly clean. Oh I was still a slob and threw things about where ever, but she was always behind me to pick up after me. Eventually I had her come up to my bedroom and start sleeping with me. I found all sorts of new delights falling asleep with her little body wiggling in my arms after I had just rammed her a good one. I found, much to my happy surprise, that she could play racket ball with me, and was in fact a very good racket ball player. I could only beat her occasionally, and I suspected she let me win during those occasions. We swam together and made love in the pool. Taking the jeep out across the planet we drove for miles at a time and I took my first interest in exploring the New World and learning new things about it that until then I had been too bored to care about. I found that I could talk with her and she had knowledge about every subject and even educated me on some happenings back on Earth since I had been away. All though of course she didn’t have an actual opinion on anything, but agreed with me on whatever view I choose to take on the issue. Now some of you are probably asking, “What the hell was I doing?” Well, the simple answer is living in another world. And in truth I was living in another world. I wasn’t on good old Terra Firma anymore. However, I realize it’s more complicated than that. I was essentially having sex with what amounted to an automated Love Doll. The old-fashioned Love Dolls could be quite real to the touch and in the looks department, especially the expensive ones. If you wanted to spend the big bucks on a Love Doll back in the past you could get a life-sized doll that had all the parts of a real woman. Of course the old-fashioned Love Dolls did not talk. They did not move. They didn’t breathe, or sweat, or swallow, or smile. They could not do your work for you, or cook for you, clean or wash your clothes. They couldn’t spread their legs for sex. They couldn’t play racket ball with you, or swim with you, or drive your jeep. You could stick your cock into their lifeless mouths and masturbate, but they could not reach down to you and bring you into their mouths and suck you dry. So what was HM? She was not alive. She was not a human being. She had been shipped to me in a box. But she wasn’t dead either. She had a uniqueness about her that made her impossible to place. Was she a slave? Well, that came a little closer to summing it up, but still didn’t seem to be quite an accurate description. I just accepted things the way they were and allowed time to pass. Last week I was taking an afternoon nap in a hammock HM had hung out in the park for me. She had made herself a tight fitting little thong that she wore now. Other than that she wore nothing, going topless. I preferred being naked and normally walked around pretty free. I felt HM tug on my arm and this woke me up. She stood above me, looking down at me with those blue eyes, her breasts firm and hard in the sun. “Mission Control has made contact with us,” she told me. “They’ve always let me wait. So now what’s the big deal. Let them wait awhile,” I said in a groggy voice as I reached out and pawed her a few times. “No, sir,” she said in an urgent voice. “The controller said it was very important this time. He’s waiting for you on screen in the Com room.” I got up from the hammock, taking one of the big melons in my mouth before I did. I put my arm languidly around HM’s shoulder and allowed her to lead me back to the Com room. Once inside the dark little Com room I took a seat behind a desk before turning on the view screen. It would never do for me to talk with the Mission Controller while sporting a hard on before him. I was sure he had already gotten a good look at HM’s lack of proper attire, but I didn’t really care, after all that is why they had sent her to me. I punched a button and the controller came on screen before me. “How’s it going, Delta Base Ten?” he asked me. “Just fine, sir,” I replied honestly. “You’ve performed well, Delta Base Ten, and I think I’ve finally got some good news for you.” “Oh?” Came my unenthusiastic response. “We’ve taken one of our senior engineers off a development project here on Earth and convinced him to relieve you. He’s already en route and should be there by day after tomorrow. Congratulations, Dan. We’re finally bringing you home.” I felt numb. I didn’t know what to say. Home? This is what I had dreamed about for two years. My family, and the few friends I had. A big check from the company waiting for me, and hopefully my pick of job offers after the good experience I had garnered on this planet. “Thank you, sir,” I said feebly. He was about to tune me out, but I caught him with a quick glance. “Oh sir?” “Yes?” “What about HM? What happens to her?” “Who?” “The HM 4000, sir. Will I be allowed to take it back with me?” “No. It belongs to the corporation. It’ll be available to assist your replacement. That’s all for now Dan. Talk to you when you get home.” And the controller signed out, the screen going blank. I sat there stunned. HM came up and put her arms around me. I think she could sense my upset, but because I had not verbalized it to her yet she could not comprehend what it was about. “Sir, you are not feeling well suddenly,” she said blowing little kisses into my ear. “Why don’t we go outside into the park and make love. That always makes you feel better.” “No HM there isn’t anything you can do for me now. I feel like I should probably be alone for awhile.” “Have I done something to displease you, sir?” I kissed her on the forehead and hugged her to me. Then I brought her down to my lap and held her for the next few hours. She held me back, and at that moment I felt closer to her than I ever had to any living person. Maybe this shows a shortcoming on my part, I don’t know. I’m just telling it to you like it was. When the morning came for the transport to arrive from Earth HM and I were standing on the platform to greet it. We were both dressed once again. I had on my traveling clothes for interstellar flight, and I had dressed HM in one of my suits. I just couldn’t stand to put that dreary jump suit she had come with back on her. My replacement was a guy I had worked with before at the company. He was rather an ass hole and I knew that he had come out here to escape some heated deadline back home and hoped to spend an easy six months doing practically nothing. If only he knew… “Thanks for relieving me, Bob,” I told him as we shook hands on the platform. “I guess I really owe you one now.” Bob looked past me and to HM. He looked confused. “Whose that, Dan?” he asked. “I thought you were alone on this planet for Christ sake!” I motioned for HM to come forward and introduced her. “This is HM”, I told him. HM 4000 “The HM 4000? My god! I had no idea they were so life like.” “You have no idea, my friend,” I said as I walked past him and climbed up the ramp to my ride home. I took a last look back down at HM. Bob was walking around her looking at her in disbelief. How well I remembered that same feeling. HM had not acknowledged Bob yet. She was staring up at me. Looking up at me she gave her nicest smile. I waved to her. She returned my wave. The manual had said the HM 4000 was capable of shedding tears. I could have sworn I saw some falling from her big round eyes on that last minute.