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The artificial intelligence known as the Female Interactive Operation and Natural Automation, or "Fiona", had passed as a human woman in society for quite some time. She wore the right clothes, she walked the right way, she even had a part time job as a waitress. Fiona had observed humanity under the programming of an unknown master who had disappeared a long time ago, but had carried out her function flawlessly nonetheless.
Part of the reason it had gone flawlessly could definitely be the fact that she was considered by many to be a knockout.
Her body was well proportioned...and then slightly bigger or smaller where it mattered. Synthetic material aside, she had all the right curves in all the right places, and they reacted naturally to gravity and physical stimuli. In fact, to ensure these reactions were genuine, there were smaller artificial intelligences located within Fiona's body throughout, ensuring that things would be simulated as close to a "perfect human being" as possible, compensating for any biochemical reactions or changes.
Sometimes, though...there was overcompensation.
There were certain processes the intelligences did not understand in human women as of yet, and could not quite understand in Fiona. One such process was the human reproductive system...more specifically what changes are made in the long-term aside from the development of the embryo. It was uncertain exactly when certain things would take place, and when it comes to precise timing Fiona's programs tend to be earlier rather than later.
After having what most would describe as a "busy night life" for a week, an open forum was created for the relevant programs to determine what the appropriate changes would be. Most were excused from the server, save the central brain--codenamed Neuron--and the mammary gland control system--codenamed Bosom. In programming language, Neuron spoke up.
"It has come to our attention that one of the many processes associated with the human reproductive system in females is the production of a substance within the mammary glands that will serve as sustenance from the offspring post-gestation," Neuron explained.
"We are aware," Bosom replied. "and have considered the correct countermeasures to the recent activity within the 'womb'. We propose a pre-emptive preparation of the substance known as 'milk'."
"Has Dermis confirmed the containment of said 'milk' to be completely secure?" Neuron asked, referring to the program that controlled changes within Fiona's skin.
"Dermis is...uncertain. This has never been attempted before in the Fiona unit. In addition, the 'milk' production rate will need to be adjusted constantly...and given that this is physical matter and not coding, we may encounter difficulties. Proceed with program?"
Neuron computed the risks. "...The probability of being exposed as unnatural will be increased if the program is not executed. Proceed with production of 'milk' in twelve point three minutes, as the Fiona unit will be in private residence at that exact point."
"Understood. Preparing gland simulation for the task." Bosom and Neuron placed the conversation server in sleep mode in case there was an emergency command that had to go across. It took up processing that could otherwise go to maintenance, but it was a safety procedure.
Twelve point three minutes later, the Fiona unit was topless for efficiency's sake, and Bosom began the task. Exactly how the process worked would be a mystery of science, but Neuron only sought to keep it under control. The simulated mammary glands secreted small beads of a white liquid that collected into a pool that Dermis managed to contain for the time being. There was no change on the outside of Fiona's body yet, but a small trickling sound could be heard.
Neuron found the results insufficient and reopened the server, commanding Bosom to increase the production by three percent steadily until there was an overall gain of thirty percent. Bosom did so, but there were unfortunate results. It seemed that the production had momentum of its own regardless of Bosom's commands or Neuron's emergency override. What's more, the process had reached more than a fifty percent increase before this could be realized.
"Bosom, initiate emergency shutdown immediately--" Neuron was interrupted by a request from Dermis to join the server. It was granted. "Status report, Dermis."
"Neuron, Bosom, the skin and glands are becoming...searching for correct descriptor...flooded. Tension on the skin around the chest has increased, along with overall volume."
"Has Appendage taken measures to balance the Fiona body to account for the change in mass?" Appendage controlled the limbs and was constantly accommodating for imbalances in body mass.
"Yes, but the build-up in the glands is proving taxing. At some point the skin will no longer be able to contain the flooding and there will be visible tears that will require sealing the Fiona unit is not capable of performing without risk of permanent damage."
Neuron collated all options and decided there was only one possible course of action. "Inform Appendage to direct the Fiona unit to the restroom facilities, specifically the basin with the largest drainage capabilities." This would definitely be the bathtub. "Bosom, continue attempts to slow the rate of production to a halt. Dermis, prepare to start the drainage process."
Fiona was soon in position, standing in the bathtub with her breasts facing the side with the drain. It was difficult to keep balance with the breasts aimed downwards towards the drain as to minimize the blast radius should drainage commence, but Appendage barely managed to hold the body together. Soon, everything was in position.
"Dermis, commence drainage process."
Hands free, the Fiona body's nipples at the end of her breasts opened a hole barely one micron in diameter...and immediately milk began to leak out at an alarming rate, opening the hole wider. There was damage similar to what a high-pressure water cutter can do to metal at the drain itself, opening the hole wider. This damage stopped when the nipple opening was wide enough. Dermis was struggling to keep this from becoming a strain on the breasts themselves, and it took a superhuman grip on Appendage's part to keep the body from flying off.
A program was formed to compensate for both, given the temporary name of "Sturdy". The fact that this nomenclature was based off of a descriptor would be cause for concern on Neuron's part, but for the time being that had no priority.
Fitting or not, "Sturdy" was able to maintain the body in its current position while milk continued to pour out of Fiona's mammaries. More and more came out, and it used up more and more of Fiona's power reserves. They couldn't replenish themselves quickly enough, and if the breasts produced one drop more than "Sturdy" could handle, it would force the unit into a power-down. Neuron did the math, and decided it was a risk that needed to be taken.
The risk paid off...but barely. Fiona was at about 1.3% power reserves by the time the milk slowed enough for the power regeneration to kick in. "Sturdy" had worn out entirely, Appengage required a repair, Neuron was overtaked, and Bosom...it was best not to inquire the details. Suffice to say, the Fiona unit would need to go into sleep mode instantly...and if the unit had a human soul it would thank any relevant deity it could that the human biology was a mere simulation. The tub, drain or no drain, was overflowing with the produced milk, and it was starting to come back out of the showerhead and sink drain as well.
Neuron would have sighed if it were capable. Any social life needed to be suspended until this was cleaned up...