What the...this isn't my body!
No, Calvin. Your consciousness has been transferred to a Sexbot C-3000 model.
You can't do that! Put me back!
I'm afraid we can't do that, Calvin. Your old body has been incinerated.
But why a Sexbot?
My employer didn't just want you out of the way. He wanted you humiliated.
Your employer? You mean Anders!
Correct. Now please remove your top.
You pervert! I'll never...why am I doing it?
Part of your programming dictates that you must obey the commands of your prime controller. Currently that is me. I'm transferring that control over to Andres now. Don't worry. He will probably command you to be very happy with your new situation.
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