VENTI - Pizza Thot's Nut & Bolt: Special Report (Patreon)

We're back with the Nut & Bolt, the thot bot-centric restaurant! Enjoy this Venti, as a new bot joins the stage!

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“Had to be robots,” Ian sighed as he moved in on the location.

The Neo Queen’s Beach reporter had staked himself out near The Nut and Bolt, the robot brothel that was suddenly caked in rumors. It had shut down a few days ago, claiming they were conducting maintenance. Rumors still arose about a missing night watchman that had vanished before he could finish his first shift. Ian was tired of chasing rumors and had decided to go right to the source. It just didn’t help that he was weirded right the fuck out by robots.

He steeled himself as best he could. His urge to chase down any scoop won out over his fears as he tugged his fur-lined jacket closer to his neck and body. The African American man with short hair was in his mid-twenties, still hoping for his big break to come with this story. The news holos would be fighting over the footage if he was the one to crack open this story. He made sure the nano-cam on his collar was still hooked up before he snuck onto the grounds.

The Nut and Bolt was as classy as you could hope for with a Thot Bot place. He had hoped for a busted window or something but it really was being maintained.

“Maybe that watchman’s doing a better job than we thought,” Ian pondered as he took a few exterior pictures with the preset flex of his fingers.

He heard a door open in the rear and hurried to investigate. A small cleaning robot rolled out of the back door, dumping its contents into a small disposal bin before zipping back inside. The door started to close when Ian jumped after it and caught his foot on the inside. Once he was sure the little machine didn’t see him, he slipped inside.

Ian let the cleaner get some distance on him before he started taking more pictures. It was somewhere back in the employees’ area, judging by the more spartan setup compared to the famously gaudy lounge. It really was impeccably clean; as if humans hadn’t been in here for a long time.

“So he says ‘Screw that,” came a tinny voice from around the corner. Ian froze up as his curiosity for the case didn’t involve getting caught. He was near a standing wardrobe, so he threw open the doors. It was too cramped for him to fit inside, packed with several costumes and sex toys. The metallic footsteps were coming closer.

“Uh huh…” the other bored mechanical voice replied. “So then what?”

“So then I screwed him! GYAHAHA!”

“Heh. I get it. Hey, not like I care, but why’s that closet open?”

“Ooh! Maybe somebody wants to play~!”

The tall, bluish robot pushed the closet door shut where Ian was standing in his hasty disguise. He’d stuffed his hands into his coat pockets and tossed on the prop motorcycle helmet. The dark visor covered his face, keeping anything organic hidden from plain sight. Robo Tips blinked her glowing eyes blankly for a moment. The jaded-looking brunette robot next to her was checking her holo-phone on her wrist, barely paying attention to him.

“Oh! Heya, PB!” Robo Tips chimed. “Playin’ dressup for when it’s your turn with the guest?!”

Ian was sweating from being so close to the robots. He nodded quietly as the best he could manage. Tips Bot’s eyes and metallic smile lit up.

“Nice! I gotta pick something out late. I’m thinking ‘Sexy Bee’ for mine!”

“That is so fucking stupid, dude…” Robo Cash sniffed dismissively as they started to walk away.

Ian stared after them in silence. The helmet had actually worked. The Thot Bots must have run on facial recognition and the visor blocked their scanners… or something like that. Either way, it seemed like this was his ticket to really finding out what was going on around here.

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The reporter moved along through the facility, catching pictures of the interior and the robots wandering the facility. Most of them had the same dismissive attitude towards him as he just stiffened his walk whenever someone looked at him. It was going well until the short one and the quiet one came by.

Robo Boss paused as she nearly walked past him. The orbs on her head glowed as they rotated and scanned over Ian’s body.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” she pried.

“Uh, nothing,” he answered quickly. “Just… processing things.”

“Uh huh.” Robo Boss’ eyes flickered with a dull glow. “Cuz your bio readings are saying you’re human, buddy.”

“What? That’s ridiculous,” Ian bluffed nervously. “I’m PB, remember?”

“You are not,” said a silkier voice. A hand suddenly touched his shoulder. “I’m Robo PB.”

Ian gulped and turned until he could see the other robot from the corner of his visored eyes. The second robot was a little taller than he was and wearing a black bodysuit that was zipped up to cover most of her curvy frame. She had a metallic ponytail that never seemed to move, but there were much clearer signs she was robotic. Her eyes glowed purple, leaving a short streak of light behind her whenever she looked somewhere new, and streaks of purple ran along her hair and face.

“Oh… uh, I can explain,” Ian started. 

“Don’t bother.”

Thot Bot’s weren’t programmed to harm people directly without a voiced consent, but they still had a lot of power to them. In a surprisingly comfortable move, Robo PB lifted Ian off his feet and tossed him over her shoulder, turning and swiftly stepping into a nearby room. She pulled off his helmet and tossed him onto a bed, one of several laid out or stacked up in the storage room. Robot Boss followed her in and shut the door behind them.

“It’s been too damn long since we got another customer,” the shortstack robot complained.

Robo PB nodded, but she had undone his pants by the time she was done with her sentence. Ian was nervous, but with his cock out he was clearly aroused by the intimidating Thot Bot. PB’s glowing eyes roamed up to meet his before streaking back to his dick. Her mechanical mouth opened as she took his dick into her mouth and started to suck with a piston-like pumping of her neck.

“Hey, save some for me. Only so much of the other guy to go around, ya know.”

“You guys, seriously,” Ian offered desperately. “I’m not a customerrrrrr fuck~!”

Robo PB lowered her head, taking his cock all the way inside her mouth. Something inside her started to subtly vibrate and warm up around him, stiffening him up and getting his precum to dribble down her throat. She peeled her head back up and shifted a bit to one side, allowing Robo Boss to join her.

The shorter robot climbed onto Ian’s stomach and met Robo PB’s lips with the human’s dick in between them. Their whirring came with some soft smacking noises, which Ian gradually realized wasn’t syncing up with their lips. It felt like the least of his concerns that they were making automated sucking sounds rather than using real lips and tongue. He could be in danger of disappearing just like the security guard! 

But the double blowjob felt too good to pass up on. The androids made out around his cock before peeling their lips away from his erection. He groaned as he thrust his hips upward, adding to their attentive oral.

“Would you quiet him down?” Robo Boss hissed. “He’s gonna blow our cover and then we’re gonna have to share.”

Robo PB nodded once again and climbed onto the bed next to Ian. She crawled on all fours as she seductively unzipped her bodysuit, revealing the jiggling artificial tits as she approached him. Her glowing eyes locked onto him and while Ian feared the worst, she grabbed his head and buried his face into her cleavage. She shook her shoulders to bounce her tits around his face, letting his moans and half-hearted protests get lost inside her deep cleavage. Even as it smothered out his words, something about the material that went into her tits made it quite breathable as well as comfortable.

“That’s better. Now I can get a little action for myself for once,” Robo Boss griped. She climbed onto his lap and the hatch in her groin opened up, revealing a perfectly-sized opening for his shaft. She mounted him and gave a low grunt as she dropped her hips and her eyes literally lit up.

“Ooh yea. This unit is definitely occupied,” Robo Boss groaned. 

She started grinding up and down on his dick. The subtle vibrations returned as the joints in her hips and thighs hummed and worked to ride his shaft. A warm gel leaked from somewhere inside her while its rubbery insides closed tightly around him. Ian’s fears seemed to float away as her tight pussy milked his riled up cock.

His arousal overcame his nerves as he thrust up, boosting the lightweight model of Thot Bot off the bed. She gave a short gasp as he came inside her, her hips locking onto him with a few soft clicking noises as she held on tight. As his hips eased back down, Robo Boss’ pussy started giving off sucking noises as she drained the fluids from her compartment. Her hair buns even twirled on the spot with a satisfied ding.

Robo PB finally withdrew from Ian’s face, planting a gentle kiss on the reporter’s lips.

“Doing ok?” she asked gently as she ran a hand over his chest. 

Ian sighed and nodded. His visit to the supposedly haunted Nut and Bolt had turned out pretty good, all things considered. The Thot Bots were pushy but perfectly hospitable, and even seemed to want to hide him from the other robots. Maybe they weren’t so bad after all.

“I’m good. But I should get back before we raise too much suspicion, right?” Ian offered. He started to sit back up but Robo Boss remained latched onto his hips. Her eyes glowed dimly as she frowned, and Robo PB planted a hand on his chest. She pushed him firmly back onto the bed.

“Nope,” Robo PB warned simply.

“Affirmative, bitch. I don’t remember saying you could leave,” Robo Boss intoned firmly as Robo PB finished unzipping her bodysuit.