A sharp hiss resonated across the quiet, cold room. The metallic, state-of-the-art cryo pod groaned open, spilling a frozen mist into the dimmed lab. A woman within stirred, her muscles tight from decades spent in suspended animation.
Her blue-green eyes flickered open, unfocused and disoriented as she took in her surroundings.
As her vision acclimated, the first thing she saw was a tall, curvy woman who stood before her. Platinum hair cascaded down her back, highlighting a face that was beautiful and plastic. She wore a form-hugging black bodysuit that showcased her perfect, artificial physique.
"Hi, Miss Ace," the woman replied in a smooth, robotic voice. "I am Cynthia, your personal Android aide."
Ace's forehead was furrowed with confusion, her mind struggling to keep up with what was happening. Her body felt. altered. Stronger. Taller. Her arm and leg muscles were more defined, and there was a noticeable heat coursing through her veins.
She carefully sat up, her hands pushing through her matted black hair.
But then something else was troubling her. A heavy weight was pressing on her left thigh, stretching the inside of her jeans. An alien sensation that shouldn't be there.
"Wha…?" Ace slurred, still groggy from her long sleep.
Cynthia stepped forward, placing a gentle but firm hand on Ace's shoulder to steady her. "Be careful, Miss Ace. You've been in cryostasis for over thirty years. Your body's still adjusting."
Ace barely listened to the words as she looked down at herself. Her chest, her arms—her whole body had changed. But it was the odd bulge against her thigh that made her heart race. She swallowed hard, a mix of confusion roiling inside her.
Cynthia, noticing her unease, draped a warm blanket over her shoulders and walked her out of the pod. The moment Ace's bare feet touched the metal floor, she shivered due to the cold.
"I am Cynthia, your individual Android assistant," Cynthia repeated with a reassuring smile. "Your father, Dr. Issei Ukiyo, designed me to be with you and guide and assist you in this new world. Since the A.S. system has been implanted inside you, both of us together will be able to maintain your life."
Cynthia's golden eyes scanned over Ace, her eyes resting a beat too long. Her bodysuit hugged her artificial curves, revealing how she moved. Calculated and controlled, and oh so sensual.
Ace couldn't help but shift under her scrutiny, the bulge in her jeans making things worse.
"It appears as though your body has undergone great changes during cryosleep," Cynthia stated, her eyes scanning over Ace's body.
Ace let out a quick breath, running a hand through her damp black locks. "Y-yeah, I know." she said, looking down at herself once more. "So, did my dad make you?"
"Aye, Master Ace," Cynthia assented with a soft nod. "Your father established my AI and formed my body prior to developing you in order to have you cryogenically frozen. He hoped there would be someone there to assist you when you awakened, to provide you with information about this bizarre new world."
Speaking, Cynthia glided towards him, the smooth flow of her hips striking his interest before she quickly spun around.
"Would you. like me to come and fix your clothes?"
"I—I, uh."
Ace's throat became dry. She pulled on the blanket Cynthia had wrapped her in, aware now how tight her jeans had become. "Did my dad leave behind clothes that fit me?"
Cynthia nodded, her professional demeanor intact, though her eyes dropped again before finally coming to rest on Ace's face. "Yes. Dr. Ukiyo predicted the changes your body would undergo and left some clothing in a variety of sizes."
She leaned her head slightly, synthetic lips spreading into something close to amusement. "Your physique has become quite. impressive since cryosleep."
Ace swallowed hard. Cynthia's tone, combined with the way she was looking at her, produced a strange flush that coursed through her system.
The android took another step forward, so close that Ace could smell sterilized equipment and something very, very floral. "May I take your proper measurements?" Cynthia inquired.
Ace's muscles stood on end. She'd just awakened to an unfamiliar world, an unfamiliar body, and now this implausibly beautiful android—her dad had created her, after all—stood so near.
She swallowed hard. "Uh. yeah. Sure. Just. hurry up."
Cynthia's smile widened a hair. "Of course, Master Ace. Please remove your jeans so I can take precise measurements."
Ace tensed up.
"Wait—what!"