L....ladyyy enter riseee
Cannnn could uouy
Mebi
Perchance...
Kiss meee?
As you wish. Come here.
The walls around Pio's body close in, panels opening up. Hundreds of cables and wires come out, like snakes or tentacles. They wrap around Pio's arms, legs and torso, lifting them up in a way that's shockingly gentle and pleasant. Her "human" body descends from the ceiling, much like an angel, grabbing Pio's face, and kissing them with a healthy amount of metal tounge. It tastes like mechanical lubricant and cherry.
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