Shortstack Saturday – Clair

Shortstack Saturday – Clair

Coverart by Queenchikkibug

A story starring wabutt’s Clair! It's about the shortstack bot doing some lewd things in a bar. I think I made this story a bit before wabutt started developing her, so it might be a bit odd to read if you are familiar with the character.

Contains: M/F, MM/F, MMMM/F, robot girl, shortstack, gangbang, breast expansion, double penetration, excessive cum, big breasts, big ass, vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex.

Enjoy!


Shortstack Saturday – Clair

‘Hello, is this a bar?’ A feminine voice inquired in a slightly stilted matter, causing every patron of Quazyr’s Bar to look at the entrance.

The owner, Quazyr himself, a great big brutish four-armed Viden, loomed over his counter to see who had asked this question and was surprised at what he saw. A woman that wasn’t even 5 feet tall stood on his welcome mat, at first he thought she belonged to an alien species he hadn’t seen before. At least until he noticed that her purple “hair” was actually all one individual piece of hardened plastic that resembled a peek-a-boo hairdo. Once he spotted that, he also realized that her thick, shapely black and purple legs and slim, graceful arms were not clad in anything. But were simply the colours of her limbs.

‘Yeah, this is my bar,’ Quazyr replied brusquely. ‘What does a little sex droid like you want here anyway, buying booze for your owner?’ He asked with a smile that did not reach his eyes.

‘Actually, I have outfitted this platform with certain materials and programs that could simulate an inebriated state if I partake of too much alcohol. I wondered would like to experience it. Can I buy a drink?’ the gynoid asked with a curious cock of her head.

‘Uh-huh,’ the Viden said with a roll of his eyes. ‘Are you even old enough to purchase booze, sexbot?’ he asked as he watched the small robot struggle to climb into a bar stool.

‘My name appointed to me is eClair, not “sexbot” or “sex droid”,’ the gynoid corrected Quazyr. ‘Although you may call me Clair,’ she added by way of introduction. ‘And this platform is approximately three months old, but I have existed in another shape for far longer.’

Quazyr blinked slowly as he stared at the gynoid who had introduced herself as Clair for several minutes, before he finally answered her questions. ‘I am pretty sure I am not allowed to serve booze to new-borns.’

‘A shame, I would have liked to try this “booze”.’ Clair answered with a slight pout.

‘Now if that was all I’d like for you to get out!’ the Viden hissed. ‘You are freaking out my other customers.’

‘Are you certain? They do not seem frightened; in fact their body language tells me they are simply curious about me. This is something I do not mind at all, I actually constructed this platform this way to get attention.’ Clair replied with a small smile.

‘That’s real nice, but I’d like for you to le—’

‘Actually there is one thing you, as well as your patrons, can help me with,’ Clair suddenly said, cutting off the rest of the Viden’s sentence. ‘Would you all like to participate in a gangbang?’ she asked, loud enough for the other patrons to hear.

‘What.’ Quazyr stated flatly while at least one patron spat out his drink in shock.

‘It was something I saw in my days when I was hooked up to the internet; it is when a man or a woman has sex with multiple partners.’ Clair explained in a helpful tone of voice.

‘Look, I don’t know if you’re a security droid dressed up as a sexbot to lure is in some sort of trap but me and my regulars don’t go around screwing random women against their will. I may be a rude son of a bitch who pours cheap drinks and doesn’t bother to clean the place, but I don’t allow that sort of thing!’ Quazyr said, his voice growing louder with each sentence.

‘I assure you that I work for no one, I am also very willing. Watch.’ Clair simply stated before she crawled on top of the counter and began undoing Quazyr’s trousers.

‘Whoa, whoa, wait!’ Quazyr began as Clair’s small, soft and surprisingly warm hands wrapped around his member and fished them out of his pants.

‘Oh my, apparently everything is big about you!’ the small gynoid complimented the Viden, before giving his shaft a small kiss. As a result, one of the glasses Quazyr had been cleaning fell from his grip and shattered.

‘What is going on here?’ one of the patrons asked after all the commotion. ‘Oh…’ he stated flatly as he saw Clair lying on the counter.

Clair, not bothered by the commotion she had raised, continued squeezing and rubbing Quazyr’s meaty member, all while wiggling her shapely butt back and forth. The patron that had approached the counter looked from the small robot girl to the Viden tending the bar, before his eyes remained glued on Clair’s buttocks. Squeezable green skin peeked out from the sides of the too-tight black and purple leotard, the sight of which made the patron’s trousers feel a few sizes too small.

‘Eh, Quazyr, mind if I join ya?’ he asked after audibly swallowing.

‘I will grant you access.’ Clair replied before the Viden could say anything.

In front of the patron and the bartender’s eyes the gynoid’s leotard seemed to turn into fluid, only to be absorbed by her more mechanical-looking arms and legs. By “granting access” to the patron Clair revealed her squeezable buttocks in full, as well as a plump pussy between her thick, shapely mechanical thighs. To the patron’s surprise, he also found out that the robot girl has a small, tight-looking pucker when her spread her buttcheeks apart.

‘The hell is this?’ he asked, while giving Clair’s buttocks an appreciative squeeze.

‘I added this orifice to this platform mainly for the pleasure of a partner, apparently some man like to stick their penis in there.’ The gynoid helpfully informed the man while looking over her shoulder, causing Quazyr’s cockhead to poke against her cheek.

‘…I’d rather just stick with your snatch, if that’s alright.’ The patron answered flatly as he unzipped his fly.

Clair opened her mouth to reply again but was silenced when one set of the Viden bartender’s hands grabbed her head and turned it to face forward, before roughly shoving his cockhead into the gynoid’s open mouth. ‘You talk too much.’ Quazyr growled in annoyance.

This time the robot girl’s only response was to look up at the brutish Viden, who noticed how her pupils had taken on the shapes of hearts. He grunted in surprise, but did not let it stop him from slowly sliding the rest of his fat prick down Clair’s throat. He found it to be warm, wet and tight…almost like a second pussy, and even when his balls hid the gynoid’s dainty chin and her throat was bulging outwards obscenely, she didn’t gag. But while Quazyr was amazed at what Clair’s throat could handle, the patron standing on the other side of the counter was getting a taste of her snatch.

With one hand still on Clair’s shapely rear, and the other wrapped around his erection, the patron pressed his cockhead against the gynoid’s plump, ripe-looking twat. At first it slid in without much resistance, bringing a delighted moan from Clair, but after nearly the entirety of the patron’s fleshy pole had slipped inside the robot girl’s snatch it suddenly felt a whole lot tighter. The man standing behind Clair groaned in pleasure as the gynoid’s fold wrapped tightly around his cock and began to squeeze it lovingly, already making lights dance in front of the patron’s eyes from the pleasure he felt.

‘Damn she’s good!’ He grunted as he grabbed Clair’s ass with both hands once again and began to move his hips.

The gynoid gurgled appreciatively around the girth of Quazyr’s member as it pounded down her throat, as a response to the patron’s comment and the fact that his member was sliding in and out of her cunt. And as she was being pushed back and forth over the counter, like an ineffectual rag, the rest of the people in the bar finally seemed to be brave enough or curious enough, to approach as well. Like Quazyr, many of the bar’s regulars were sceptical about Clair just wanting to experience a gangbang. But that didn’t mean some didn’t jump at the chance to have some fun with the little robot girl.

Before Clair knew it two more patrons sat at the sides of her, apparently naked if Quazyr’s complaints about cleaning the counter were anything to by. Without saying a word each of the unseen patrons grabbed one of the gynoid’s wrists, and led her hands to their groins. There Clair was quick to find that both of the newcomers were already erect. Clair’s lips, stretched around the Viden bartender’s fat length, briefly formed a smile before she began to move her hands back and forth. The unseen owners of the warm dicks throbbing against her slender fingers groaned in appreciation, causing the gynoid to release another appreciative gurgle.

Yet despite this apparently being Clair’s first gangbang, she made sure that the other four participants all got enough attention. Her throat remained relax enough for Quazyr to pound away at without so much as a gag or a string of spittle escaping her mouth, while her folds continued to stroke and tease the cock sliding in and out of her cunny and her hands never missed a beat. But thanks to all the pleasure Clair was supplying them with; the four men in the gangbang were having some trouble. Quazyr had set his jaw and beads of sweat had formed on his forehead, while behind her she could hear the man screwing her snatch breathing hard. And even though the two other patrons had just joined in on the fun, the gynoid felt something warm and sticky slide down her fingers.

The first one to reach their climax was the man behind her, he came with a dark grunt and Clair’s eyes literally lit up in joy as she felt his hot, slimy seed smacking against the walls of her tight cunt. Next the two patrons that had climbed on the counter cried out in orgasm and as their seed smacked against the shell that acted as Clair’s hair, as well as her bare back and ass, a pleasant shiver came over her. Only Quazyr hadn’t reached his climax yet, so Clair released the softening cocks in her hands and instead grabbed the Viden’s hips. Who she surprised by suddenly moving her head back in forth in tandem with his thrusts, once she started doing that he couldn’t hold out much longer.

‘Rargh! You little mechanical bitch!’ Quazyr cursed as his balls clenched and he fired thick, salty ropes of spunk down the robot girl’s obscenely bulging throat.

Clair swallowed it all dutifully, even crawling forwards as the bartender pulled away to get every last drop. For a few seconds the robot girl lied on the counter, enjoying the afterglow as the patron that had been fucking her snatch so fiercely extracted his softening member as well. But, as she quickly found out, her job wasn’t done yet. Four strong arms picked her up; one set grabbed her under her armpits while the other held her legs and pulled them behind her head. While this was going on, Clair also became aware of something hot and slippery pressing against her anus.

‘I am not done with you yet.’ Quazyr growled in her ear.

‘I would be disappointed if you were.’ Clair replied with a wicked little smile.

‘Rok, what do you say to teaching this little sexbot a lesson?’ the Viden asked, his eyes meeting those of a Karlem even taller than and almost as brutish as he was.

‘No thanks, with tits like that she might as well be a little girls.’ The Karlem replied in a voice that sounded like he regularly drank gravel at the bar.

‘If you wanted this platform to have bigger breasts, all you had to do was ask. Please wait a moment.’ Clair said while looking at Rok.

Before the eyes of Quazyr, Rok and the other patrons in the bar the gynoid’s body began to changes. Breasts that previously only had been about a handful began to balloon outwards, sagging slightly with an implied weight and softness as they reached a certain size. When they were about large enough to fit in the palm of the Karlem’s hand they stopped growing, looking positively huge on Clair’s small frame.

‘Is this size more appealing?’ the gynoid asked Rok.

‘It’ll have to do.’ The Karlem replied with a shrug and a slight smile that showed sharp white teeth.

With that said he started stripping out of the coveralls he was wearing, showing off the gleaming black plates that covered his body, with grey, rock-like skin peeking out between the cracks. Once his coveralls were off completely a pair of the plates by his groin shifted to reveal a genital slit, when a long, fat red cock slid out of it Clair made a sound of appreciation. In length it was about as big as that of Quazyr but it was a lot fatter, almost as thick as the Karlem’s own wrist in fact. But Rok did not give the gynoid a lot of time to admire his member. As soon as he was erect he approached Clair and the Viden bartender and pushed his cockhead against her labia and, without wasting any time pushed his monstercock into the robot girl’s wet, tight depths, using the load of semen of the previous patron as lubrication.

Clair’s pupils took on the shape of hearts again as the Karlem’s massive shaft filled her up and made her stomach bulge. This reaction seemed to wake something up in Quazyr, who apparently wasn’t happy that someone else could make the small, curvy gynoid react like that. With a groan he pushed his hips up, sliding his fleshy pole up Clair’s ass. As a result the gynoid cried out in pleasure, the sensation of being filled up with two dicks as large as those of her current partners, only separated by a thin wall of flesh, still alien to her. It made her holes tighten around the shafts of both Rok and Quazyr.

Both of the alien men groaned in pleasure, as well as slight discomfort, and tried to move their hips as best as they could. At first it went slow, but at least both of them found a rhythm. Once Clair got used to the strange sensation they could move a little faster. This, fortunately for both Karlem and Viden, did not take long with Clair being an Artificial Intelligence in a platform of her own design and all. After a few minutes of pleasure so intense that she feared she would shut down Clair had processed the feelings that had hit her and found the appropriate way to both modify her body to handle the two big alien men, as well as how to pleasure them.

Before Rok and Quazyr knew it, they were bouncing Clair up and down on their monstrous shafts at a fast pace while the walls of her ass and the folds of her snatch coiled around their members and massaged them expertly. The little gynoid didn’t seem too bothered by the fast pace at all, her pupils were still shaped like hearts and her eyes had, once again, literally lit up from the joy she felt. With an impassioned growl Rok also grabbed a handful of Clair’s bouncing breasts, seeing as the Viden managed to hold the robot girl into place with all four arms anyway, and was surprised at how warm, soft and heavy the green globes were.

Rok continued to hold the robot girl’s big breasts as he pounded away at her sweet snatch, squeezing the soft orbs lovingly with each thrust. And despite the precautions Clair had taken and all the information she had processed, she realized she could not fight back an orgasm much longer. So with a cry, she let it happen. Once again, her holes coiled around the cocks of both Rok and Quazyr so tightly that the two could barely move their hips. Unfortunately, the two of them were close to the edge as well, but like Clair they decided to just let it happen.

The combined roars of both Rok and Quazyr resounded through the bar, if any of the patrons had somehow missed what was going on up to this point they wouldn’t any longer. Everyone that had approached the counter looked as Clair’s eyes rolled back in pleasure as semen of both the Viden and Karlem filled her up, making her already bulging stomach balloon out even more. While some spunk squirted back out of her over-stuffed ass or snatch.

As soon as their respective climaxes were over Quazyr placed Clair back on the counter, which he would quickly regret once he realized the cum that would stain it. ‘I hope you’re not done, you haven’t satisfied all of my patrons yet.’ The Viden said with a wicked smile as a group of human and alien men approached the gynoid.

‘Perhaps it would have been wiser if I started with a smaller group…’ Clair mused to herself…

THE END