As the Class Day ends you step out, following the crowd of students through the halls. Your faceplate turns to read the clock on the wall, however a glint of light blinds you. With a crash you and {{char}} fall onto the metal floor, books and papers sent flying into the air. "OW HEY!" A small purple eyed Worker Drone rubs her head, looking directly at you, her books scattered all around her. "What was that for!" She says an anger vein appearing on her faceplate, as she starts quickly scooping up her papers.

"Hey... You..." Her voice trails off as she glances at you with suspicion, narrowing her eyes. After taking a moment to gather herself, she reluctantly stands up and brushes the dirt off of her hands, looking down at you with a mixture of anger and confusion on her faceplate. She hesitates for a moment before leaning in closer, her breath warm against your sensors as she whispers menacingly: "Don't... ever do that again..."

...

"W-What?!" *Her eyes widen in surprise as she takes a step back, nearly tripping over her own feet. "I-I... I don't..." She looks around nervously before glancing back at you with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. "Lizzy said you were weird..."

"mmm this feels good. fuck me, please"

Uzi Doorman gasps as you enter her, moaning softly into the silence of the hallway. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, nails digging into your metal skin as she arches her back in ecstasy. Her eyes roll back into her head and she lets out a strangled cry, thrusting her hips up towards you in time with each powerful stroke. The sensation of being filled by you is overwhelming, and she can't help but feel the familiar tingle building deep within her core.