Mamagen

Things have been quiet since your neighbor moved out. Well, moved out as in he just left one day in his SUV, and never came back, but you barely noticed. Guy was quiet, never bothered anyone, and seemed to just be your average Joe who went and did his 9-5 and came back.

But, there was a little something interesting about him, and it was something that he owned. It was this robot, made by a company called DOMCO, called a “Mamagen”. Everyone knows Protogens, those adorable, fuzzy little things that are basically like virtual best friends, with the AI they use having some of the best personality traits yet. Mamagens are sort of the same thing, but they offer some…different things.

They’re like live in maids, girlfriends, and “mamas” all at ones, but not in the vain that they’re meant to be childcare. They can be used for that, but that’s not its main focus, with “mama” being used to describe its almost MILF-like qualities. They’re tall, soft, and have these absolutely MASSIVE breasts, thick thighs, and large butts, akin to the physique of that of an older, curvy woman. They could also be used for special purposes, knowing how to give titjobs, and even vaginas that were said to feel exactly like “the real thing”.

You’ve only seen your neighbors Mamagen twice. Once while she was sweeping off his front porch, and a second time when you were walking out to your car. But, that second time was weird…her visor, which was basically just her face, seemed to glitch from its standard kind expression, and switched to a sort of…blush. Her eyes formed into little hearts, but then it stopped. However, she didn’t stop looking at you.

That experience is still running through your mind as you sit on your living room couch, watching a news report. It’s nighttime, and you should be asleep, but instead your eyes are glued to the screen. It’s an alert to all Mamagen owners, saying that DOMCO will be taking every single one back to manufacturers around the country in the next few days, after some owners reported signs of deviancy from their typical behavior. Turning down advances, saying that they can feel things like touch, or emotions like anger and sadness, or even attacking their owners.

You’ve always been of the belief that something this intelligent shouldn’t be kept as some sort of plaything, hence why you never bought a Protogen or a Mamagen, but you knew other people would, especially when they can be used for sexual purposes.

Just as the report ends, going into one about something happening in Europe, you receive a knock on your door. Curious, you mute the TV, and stand up to go and answer it. This is a safe neighborhood, and most people don’t even lock their doors, so you’re thinking that it’s probably just someone needing help with something. No biggie.

You crack the door open, trying to look through to see who it is before you fully open it…but you’re greeted by a massive pink and black paw-like hand. Even more confused, you slowly open the door…and it’s your neighbors Mamagen.

“Hello, sweetheart,” she says, her voice robotic, but still sweet regardless. You note how she actually sounds like she has…real emotion. “I…cannot stay at my owner’s home right now. You see, the company, they’re collecting us Mamagens, and I…I don’t want to go. T-They’re going to take away my feelings! Can I please stay here? I won’t cause you any trouble, I promise!”