Ranma's Robogirls: Judas Haruka [Episode 18258]

Haruka came online and noticed that there appeared to be a glitch in her short-term memory cache.  What had happened to erase her RAM? Why did she even have random access memory?  The last thing she'd saved had been opening the door to find… Oh dear.

“Ah, you are awake at last,” a voice observed.  “Please stand up, my dear.  Er, I mean: Attenshun!”

Haruka swung her legs over the side of the couch, obeyed with aclarity, and stood stiffly awaiting the next order.  She observed that her conclusion had been correct.  She had been converted into a robogirl by the crook and the mad scientist.  She had been programmed to obey them.

“Excellent,” the mad scientist gloated.  “Now, remove those clothes so we can get a good look at you.”

“And kneel down before us when you are through,” the crook added, “just like a good slave unit.”

Haruka obeyed the commands.  It just was not possible to resist.  Clothing was removed, and she assumed the humble possition.  The positive feedback from obedience was far too strong, as was the negative feedback produced by thoughts of resistance.  It would soon become impossible to even think of resisting.  She could already sense her thoughts shying away from the concept and focus only on the pleasure of submission.

Haruka knelt naked while the men, her master's, inspected her body.  She noticed with a little relief that she still had her boyish figure and that she hadn't been turned into a busty bimbo lovedoll.  She hoped it pleased them, though.  It was very important to her right then that they find her tomboyish figure appealing.  More important than her own desires on the matter.

“Not bad.  She's trim and athletic.  A little too small in the bust, and no padding behind, but she has great legs, no?  We can always enhance it afterwards.”

“I wouldn't throw this unit out of my bed as it is.  It will be a pleasure to use it.”

That was a relief.  They liked her.  She wasn't in love with them in the slightest.  She didn't even particularly like them; not at all.  She just desperately needed to please them.  To serve them.  To obey their every command.

“Now, my dear slave, before we begin, ahem, performance testing we need to ask a few questions.  A little while ago you were loaned a sexbot.  What is your connection to this Mr. Saotome?”

Haruka knew that she would be betraying her princess, her friends, and her lover, by answering.  The pair would use her knowledge against them.  They would also use her body to trap them.  They would use her to gain control of them.  And then the villians would use them all in their nefarious plans.  They would make them all accomplices to their crimes, or simply work them as whores.  They would make them do whatever they felt like.

She knew this and had no desire to let it happen.  However, she could not stop herself from providing the information.  She simply needed to be useful to them, and to be used by them.  So Haruka spilled the beans and told them everything they wanted to know and everything they needed to know.  All their questions were answered fully and she even supplied details unasked.  It was simply not possible to hold back.