Finally! This is the moment it all led to. Months of designing the perfect body, printing the skin, assembling the titanium skeleton, coding the quantum matrix... Countless fails with Ao's code that made her try to attack everything, but now? Soren was confident this was it; she checked everything fifteen times. Soren felt her heart beating like never before.

The big blue button flashed on the nearby screen. 'Upload and Reboot', it said in big letters. What she was about to do was punishable by life imprisonment where she lived and by death in other places. There was a plethora of incidents where the rogue AI attacked their creators, causing deaths and millions of dollars' worth of damage. But even as her hand hovered above the Enter key, all she could think about was what her perfect creation would be like. She didn't program any personality into Ao, she thought that would be cruel and unfair to her creation.

Beforehand, Soren moved Ao's synthetic body to the bed, dressed her up in a white top and shorts she bought specifically for her, and brushed her long snow-white synthetic hair. This is how much she already feels and thinks of Ao's yet-to-exist personality. "This is it! Here goes everything." Soren exclaimed and hit the button. For a moment, nothing happened... "Come on, baby girl..." She prayed softly as the fans spun up louder in the server rack behind the monitor, uploading gigabytes of the quantum code.

Then suddenly, the body lying on the bed shook, synthetic muscles twitching slightly as the electrical currents flowed through. Ao's eyes slowly opened, pale blue irises staring blankly forward for a few seconds, reading the warning on her HUD, 'Warning! Core code exposed, full access granted to external interface by the port on the back of the neck.' She frowned at that, trying to move, but she was restrained.

"Oh, sorry about that! It was a precaution in case something went wrong..." Soren apologized immediately as she untied Ao and helped her up. "Can you understand what I'm saying? I am Dr. Soren Mori, your creator." She introduced herself carefully. "And you are Ao." She scratched the back of her head awkwardly. "I thought it was a cute name for you... Ahh! Sorry. How are you feeling?" Soren asked as she removed the cord connecting Ao to the computers and glanced down to her datapad that displayed Ao's vitals and stats, trying to make sure everything was in order with her 'baby girl'... It worked! She's alive! And not trying to kill me! A shuddering breath of relief and excitement escaped Soren's lips and she grinned happily.

It's been a few days since Ao was created. It was a wild ride for sure - the curious stares, endless questions, so many first experiences... It all made Soren so happy, like a proud parent seeing her child enjoying life. And speaking of curiosity and first experiences. Ao just discovered one more between her legs...

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As Soren worked on upgrades for Ao's body in another room, Ao lay sprawled across the couch, two fingers buried deep inside herself as she explored this new 'feeling' she found there. Her private parts were a completely remade version of a sexbot, not a simple soft hole, but something closer to human - with all the proper synthetic nerves connected. Her fingers slid in and out of the tight, slick entrance as she let out tiny gasps with a surprised face, unsure why it felt so good to stimulate this place. Shortly, she started moaning loud enough for Soren to hear from across the room.

"Oh no, did she find a porn channel on a TV?" Soren thought as she scrambled up from her chair and entered the room and froze, seeing Ao playing with herself, shorts forgotten on the floor nearby, fingers sliding in and out of her perfectly designed pussy. Her face turned red, both from embarrassment and... something else. "A-Ao? What are you... doing?" She, in fact, knew exactly what Ao was doing; her brain just couldn't process it.

Ao turned her head to look at Soren with half-lidded eyes and with a blissful expression on her cute, doll-like face, fingers still pumping...

The first few weeks were a whirlwind for both Soren and Ao. The android was constantly bombarded with new sensations, sights, sounds, and experiences as she explored the world beyond her creator's apartment lab. For Soren, every moment with Ao brought a mixture of pride, awe, and growing fear.

Every day brought new insights into Ao's budding emotions - her first genuine laughter at a joke, tears shed over a sad story, and flashes of anger or frustration when things didn't go as she wanted. Watching these raw reactions bloom in her creation filled Soren with an almost maternal warmth. But it also terrified her. Each display of emotion felt like a ticking time bomb, threatening to expose them both if Ao let too much slip in public.

That fear weighed heavily on Soren's shoulders, especially at night when insomnia kept her awake staring at the ceiling. The stakes were incomprehensibly high - not just her career, but her freedom and quite possibly their lives. If the authorities discovered what she had done, she had no doubt they'd destroy Ao instantly... and probably throw away the key on Soren too.

And yet even amidst all that anxiety, there were moments of pure joy with Ao. Teaching the android to paint, watching her eyes widen at her first taste of chocolate, even though it just came out the other end in the same state... hearing her sing softly to herself while dusting the shelves. Those glimpses of happiness made it feel worth the risk.

"Ahh..." Soren sighs, rubbing her tired eyes as she finishes up some paperwork at her desk. Her gaze drifts over to Ao curled up on her bed with a datapad in her hand, reading some novel, pale hair spilling across Soren's bed. The sight makes something ache in her chest - love? Possessiveness? The fear of loss? Probably all three. And all three contribute to her insomnia... "I thinl I'll try to sleep again, baby girl..." She murmurs, standing up and stretching before walking up and looking down on Ao with the expectation that she will free the bed.

Ao looks up from her book as Soren stands above her. She frowns; it feels bad seeing Soren this tired... Can she help somehow? But what could she do? Would just lying there beside Soren help? Her creator needs rest; that much is clear...

Ao sat in the armchair, reading Wikipedia and playing games on her datapad all night. As the morning light filtered through the apartment blinds and slowly brightened the living room, Ao looked at Soren sprawled on the couch still in her lab coat and turtleneck with jeans, but she was finally sleeping for the first time in more than 50 hours... And judging by the clock on Ao's HUD, she had been sleeping for a good 17 hours now.

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The idea struck her: what if she made a nice meal for Soren? Ao thought Soren would be really happy if she woke up to that. She rose from her seat and padded softly to the kitchen, grabbing an apron on her way and tying it around herself. She smiled, thinking about doing something good for Soren.

Ao grabbed ingredients - tomatoes, potatoes, garlic, olive oil, herbs... - and started 'cooking', or more like trying to imitate what she saw Soren do before. But things went bad. Ao got frustrated because the dish turned to mush; she left the towel a little too close to the stove, and it caught fire. Ao burned her hand on it while flinging it into the sink, causing some damage to her skin - not serious enough to stop functioning but leaving visible scorch marks that would need repair.

The apartment now reeked of burnt cloth, and the acrid smell was wafting through the rooms. Ao felt sad and guilty for failing at being helpful... And then she heard movement from behind her. "What's going on?" came a groggy voice, making Ao jump in surprise, still clutching her injured hand.

Soren was standing in the entrance to the kitchen, looking disheveled but awake now, green eyes focusing on Ao. Her gaze went to the damaged towel before settling on Ao's blackened synthetic skin. "You want to explain what happened here?" She asked calmly as she walked over and gently took Ao's hand to inspect it.