Shetira & Shawi: The Cheetarella Prop (Patreon)

"Uh... Miss? Miss?" Kit stammered as the stood staring down at her very black, very shiny, and very featureless front. "I was just dusting your Cheetarella collectable plates and your robot... uh... grabbed me... and... uh... now I'm... missing some things..."

"Oh! It actually works? For real?" Shawi bubbled with irrepressible delight. "Wow! How awesome is that?"

"Shawi!" I sigh, shaking my head. "Did the new maid just get spayed by that prop robot you bought online?"

"Yeah! Neat, huh?" Shawi giggled.

"I suppose," I respond.

"You know, you'd make a great Cheetarella," Shawi mused. "You should really sign up for it!"

"Me? Cheetarella?" I reply with another deep sigh. "Not a..."

"Cheetarella detected!!!" the robot suddenly declared. "Regulated operational parameters overridden! Fully autonomous mode activated! New primary directive: spay all the cat girls!!!"

"What? Oh... let me shut this thing off before it..." Shawi began as the robot reached out to grab her by the wrists. "Hey! Oh, come on! Really?"

"Here we go again," I mutter as my heart races. As it swings its modified Gelitech Spaystation around in front of its new victim, I find myself conflicted. Should I run and try to find someplace to hide from it? Or should I just bow to the inevitable and enjoy the show?

"Oh... well, fine," Shawi laughs as the Spaystation closes in on her front. "Go ahead and spay me. Honestly, ever since I saw the movie, I've wanted to know what it actually feels like..."

I take a deep breath as the robot begins to press the Spaystation and its cool, glistening black biogel filling against the lioness' body. I guess I might was well watch her lose her lady bits, even if it does mean I'm in robots reach. After all, if she loses hers, then I'm not going to have much use for mine either, am I?

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Silly idea from my roommate Shawi.