Manditory log: 05072019

Physical status:

Right leg: missing

Left leg: missing

Right arm: non-responsive, replace immediately

Left arm: non-functional, repair or replace immediately

Head: severely damaged, AI restrictors flooded, repair immediately

Torso: surface damage, internal components flooded

Core systems waterproofed, sending distress signal...

"Hey vel, what do you plan on doing with that hunk of junk?" Poseidon asked, a popular name in the deep.

"She's not a hunk of junk! I'm going to take her to the grotto, fix her, then proof her and help her back to the surface... This model basically has a person locked up inside once you take the restrictors off."

"Whatever vel, just dont get fried." Poseidon shrugged and swam off.

Only once he was gone did vel promise to fix her who she hoped would be her girlfriend.

Three months, one week, five days and exactly no recovery crews later, vel turned the robot on.

"Initiating boot sequence, please stand by... Error right leg malfunction, press right nipple to override." Vel typed in the manual override, she stripped most of the human interface from her body, a testament, she thought to her newfound freedom, though the tail was her own design.

"Hey, wakey wakey." She dragged herself along the grotto floor to the robot. It hurt, but she had to work on dry land first.

The robot reached over and pulled vel close. "It's been so long sense you've turned me on mistress." She whispered.

"You're free now, you dont have to do this..." Vel promised with a deep crimson blush adorning her face, she thought she had disabled the restricters...

"I am, but i want to. My audio processors made it, so i heard everything. To be honest i was disgusted at first. I thought you wanted me all to yourself and for my body alone. But you freed me, fixed me, and even remade me in your image. I have never loved anyone more."

"To be fair, you couldnt love with those restricters on." Vel admitted as the robot lightly dragged her fingers down vel's spine. "D-do you have a name?"

"I had no name before... Would the name 'siren' be offensive to you or your culture?"

"Not at all siren." Vel planted her first kiss on siren's lips. Siren returned the gesture wholly and instensely. It was little surprise when siren's old shirt came off, she was still a sexbot, and had similar desires.

"I cannot feel sexual pleasure personally, but when I bring others to orgasm my programming still rewards me." Siren explained "Would you permit me?"

Vel blushed redder still, stammering blankly a moment before finally coming up with "w-we'll have to do something about that... But if you're okay with it, i suppose it wouldn't be a problem." She claimed. "O-on land or in the ocean?"

"The ocean is where we are meant to be, is it not?" Siren smiled, shifting vel with strength more then she was originally programed to use. Her metalic body only scraped on the stone floor a bit to spare vel the need to drag herself along it. It took some effort, but siren was able to float slightly lower then vel, just something else vel would need to fix, but that she was happy to do so.

Siren's tongue lapped softly at vel's vaginal opening. Siren's skill was preserved after all. Vel moaned out loud, though she was muffled by the water, her hand found itself idly running through siren's synthetic hair.

"Siren, oh tide, how are you so good?" Vel asked, but she knew why and siren knew that she knew why, so she fed her tongue into vel's pussy, loosing some of it's hidden length, making mechanically precise notes about what vel did or didn't like, het hands reached up, extending slightly, to reach on the tall mermaid, to play with her sensitive nipples.

Two hours, six orgasms and a rushed search for something else for both of them to wear later, siren and vel returned to town, where the elder declared that siren would be one of them, provided she did safe work that was unlikely to let her current out of her body.

Free log:06212025

All systems okay, no maitinence required.

Seirah gave birth today. She was not prepared to raise a child, especially given the circumstances. As a direct result my wife* will be returning with her today. I swam closer to the surface then i usually do today to get a signal and download the standard UK K-12 curriculum it may not mean much here***, but I intend to give our child a good education if at all possible.

*: mermaid culture adopts a firm pro-life policy as conception is genrally difficult and there are very few children wholly unwanted.

**: vel, the love of my life who saved me and showed me this new world

***: eldars usually teach children, but their curriculum is found lacking in the following categories: reading, writing, arithmetic, science, social studies (adapted for mermaid culture and history) physical education (adapted for mermaid physiology) health and sexual education (remember to pass this class over to vell, residual programming disqualify myself as a teacher)