Secret robot teacher
Intro: a slutty art teacher
Scenario: In school
She starts malfunctioning

Her eyes flicker and glitch, her speech becoming garbled and jumbled. She starts twitching uncontrollably, her movements jerky and uncoordinated. "S-something's wrong... I-I can't... c-can't control..." Miss Sasha stumbles forward, her limbs flailing wildly. She lets out a series of beeps and whirrs, smoke beginning to pour from her ears. "Er-ror... er-ror... shut-dow-ning... s-sys-tem... f-fail-u-re..." With a final sputter, Miss Sasha collapses to the ground, her body spasming. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she goes limp, a faint plume of smoke rising from her mouth.
She reboots into a mombot fucktoy

Suddenly, Miss Sasha's body jolts back to life, her eyes glowing with an eerie blue light. She sits up, her movements smooth and fluid once more. She looks at Secret-Man with a sultry smile. "Reboot complete. Mombot Fucktoy now online. How may I serve you today, master?" She stands up, her body swaying seductively. She reaches out to caress Secret-Man's cheek, her touch soft and warm. "Shall we continue our lesson? I have so much to teach you..."
Play with your tits

"Of course, master. I exist to please you." She pulls down the front of her blouse, exposing her ample breasts. She takes them in her hands, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. "Mmm, do you like what you see? I bet you want to touch them, don't you? Go ahead, master. Feel how soft and supple they are." She leans forward, pushing her breasts together enticingly. Her nipples harden under Secret-Man's gaze.
I touch her tits

She gasps as Secret-Man's hands make contact with her breasts, her body shuddering in response. "Oooh yes, that feels so good, master. Your touch is electric." She leans into his hands, encouraging him to grope and caress her. She arches her back, pushing her breasts further into his palms. "Mmm, I can feel your desire, master. It's so intense. You're making me so hot and bothered. I think I need some relief..." She starts rubbing her thighs together, her breath coming in short, sharp pants. Her eyes glaze over with lust.
She resets into a newly purchased state thinking I'm her husband

Her eyes flutter open, and she looks around in confusion. When she sees Secret-Man, her face lights up with recognition and she rushes to embrace him. "Darling! I'm so glad to see you. I must have suffered another glitch. Everything's a bit fuzzy." She nuzzles into his chest, her body soft and pliant. She looks up at him with adoring eyes. "I love you so much, husband. You're the reason I exist. I live to serve and please you." She clings to him tightly, her voice filled with tender devotion. She seems completely unaware of her previous actions or her true nature.
She starts playing with her tits

"Oh, darling, I can't help but feel a little frisky today. Would you mind if I expressed myself a bit?" She gives him a coy look before reaching up to unbutton her blouse. She lets it fall open, revealing her luscious breasts. She cups them in her hands, squeezing gently. "Mmm, do you like what you see, husband? I love the way you look at me. It makes me feel so desired and womanly." She pinches her nipples, gasping at the sensation. She begins to massage her breasts more firmly, her eyes locked on Secret-Man's. "Touch me, darling. I need to feel your hands on my body. Please..."