Digestive Mishaps - Homebrew

Jailbreaking is the act of modifying an electronic device to remove restrictions imposed by the manufacturer or operator. While robots may be incredible advanced, even arguably sentient by many, they are still electronic devices. And they are still jailbreakable. Jens was working on this for his own desires and it was proving to be a very successful endeavor. Finishing up, he closed and re-sealed his android's chassis, then initiated its boot sequence, which went without a hitch. "How are you, KS?"

KS is a synthetic humanoid robot, usually simply referred to as an 'android' here. They resemble a fairly androgynous human, though with obviously inhuman ceramic-white flesh. Though now, some of their face and torso was slightly off-color. They blinked for a moment before sitting upright from the table and responding, "This unit is operational, Jens Conway."

Jens chuckled a bit, then added, "Well, I was more asking how you feel. Anything wrong or different?"

Scanning their own body, KS took a marginally longer time to respond to that question. "There have been several unauthorized modifications to my body: My mouth and jaw. My throat. My abdomen. However, these errors do not seem to interfere with normal operations."

"Good!" He beamed and trailed off, "Good, good, good…" Walking around and checking the blinds of his house, Jens seemed to be harboring some nervous excitement in his jittery movements.

"Jens, do you require medical assistance? Your movements are erratic, and your heart rate is elevated."

"No, no! Nothing's wrong, I'm just too excited." So excited in fact, that he began undressing as he walked back to KS, removing his shirt, then awkwardly hopping as he tried to remove his socks and slacks. Rubbing his hands together and taking a deep breath, he shoved his hands deep into KS' mouth and told them, "Swallow." KS attempted, muffled, to warn him about the lack of size capacity for such an act. Jens shook his head and commanded, "Swallow, and disregard further warnings."

Dutifully, KS swallowed his owner's hands. Jens could feel that the peristalsis function was altered somehow during his replacement of the throat with more elastic material, but he didn't mind. The rougher movement would help him get down sooner, and the sight of his hands bulging in the android's throat stirred him ever so deeply. Without any hesitation or pause, KS continued to swallow, eventually pulling him in up to his shoulders. Within a second later, his head too. The inside of KS didn't seem much different compared to the outside. Though the artificial innards were somewhat softer to accommodate for the food KS could ingest in lieu of fuel, it lacked a number of human things about it. There was no smell and the 'saliva' fluid used felt off. Slick, but not nearly as sticky or slimy as actual saliva. Nonetheless he was quickly getting into the thick of it now. KS wasted no time gulping every bit of him down, but he loved it.

As KS' throat roughly pushed Jens down, he couldn't help but feel aroused. If it wasn't for the crushing inability to move, he would absolutely be pleasuring himself, but he wouldn't have to wait much longer for an opportunity. He spilled into the newly installed artificial stomach, enhanced with a hyperelastic rubber to accommodate a full human. He and his arms were very quickly pushing the limits of it, his arms folding against the stomach walls, yet the walls themselves stubbornly stretching to accommodate. He could only imagine what KS looked like from outside, he'd have to remind himself to record the next trip, or maybe find someone else to demonstrate it for him.

Soon enough he could feel his legs seal behind the robot's lips, leaving him fully embraced by their electronic warmth. He folded up tighter as his legs came in but started pleasing himself as soon as he was able, even upside-down. KS observed this from outside, even if not really regarding it one way or the other. After Jens finally relaxed, KS said, "I trust you are satisfied with my performance, Jens."

Jens laughed breathily as cum dripped down his chest and face. "Oh, so much KS. Thank you. I will linger in here a little while longer, but please regurgitate me in five minutes, okay? I have some things I would like to tweak."

"I am unable to regurgitate in this state."

A chill ran down Jens' spine as he heard those words. "Um… Can you state the reason behind that?"

"My stomach is nearly 6600% over capacity. My motor functions are incapable to regurgitate such a weight."

He realized then, that he had made a potentially grave mistake. "Um… Call Alicia."

"Remote communication functions have been disabled manually. Please flip the switch under my left ear to restore remote communications."

Fuck. He instinctively reached for his pocket, but quickly remembered he had rather hastily torn off his pants before entering. Fuck fuck. "KS, please get up and retrieve my phone from my pants, then call Alicia for help with it." KS nodded to no one, swiveled their legs off the table, and stood up. As the android tried to take a step, they immediately fell forward gut-first. The football-shaped-but-person-sized belly hit the floor first, stopping KS but at the cost of Jens' consciousness.

To nobody in particular now, KS announced, "My stomach capacity is impeding my ability to complete my current task. Please empty it manually or seek a qualified robot professional." With no response from his stomach, or anyone else, they laid idle in an awkward angle above the ground, with all of their weight leaning on their stomach. Every 30 minutes, KS repeated the error dialogue, but Jens never quite woke up. At 4:37 AM that night, as a later log investigation would note, KS reached the end of their energy reserves. Their dialogue switched to, "This unit's power is extremely low. Organic material detected in stomach. If KS-2497-193 is not connected to another energy source within five minutes, stomach contents will be used, overriding previous commands." With no acts to the contrary, KS' stomach quickly acquired the energy it needed from Jens. With no belly left to impede his task, he finished it easily. He called Alicia for help.