Busty Bot Battler (Patreon)

Had this one in mind ever since I saw this art:  https://twitter.com/noonunmavidik/status/1387595390090989568?s=46&t=FsEKXj8ArwOZZyU65S97mw.

The ideas bounced around until It settled on a sexy, slutty robot gal who’s used as a Medabots/Pokemon style partner for a world where kids can get dangerous fighting robots to compete with. I ended up putting her up against big tanks and monster robots because she’s an underdog and it gives her trainer a chip on her shoulder. I’m not positive where her girl Lucy came from, but my mind immediately pinned her as dead serious as she modified what’s basically a hookerbot to throw down with the bigger bots to prove she’s got the skills and that it’s a valid option of a bot despite the implications.

So it all comes down to an experimental little mix of robo babe fighting a big monsterbot and then sexy repair play. I haven’t done much with robots at all, and this was one of a few plans I had laying around so O felt like trying that out.

Everyone who was anyone was into Bot Battling. The sport was popular and once you had a basic unit, the parts were cheap to customize and upgrade it. It was to a point where even kids had access to the powerful combat robots, though they were heavily regulated and preprogrammed to never hurt humans and only fight within officially registered arenas and training fields. There were obvious favorites, but there was no shortage of people arguing over the cybernet about which was the best basic bot frame (or just “model” for short) and what build of weapons and parts to install on them. One thing that was agreed upon in most circles was that the Titanium Tina model was the bottom of the barrel. When there were intelligent tanks and robotic dragons available, people who saw someone buy a robot that looked like a big-breasted robotic woman assumed they had no intention of winning Bot Battles and just wanted an excuse for a robot girlfriend.

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“Our first Battler! Using her Titanium Tina that she calls Titi, it’s Luuuucy!”

Lucy was a short, scrawny girl with long red hair, freckles and large glasses. She also had a dead serious expression in her face as she held her Battle Remote in one hand. She wore some oil-stained overalls and an old “Big Bot Battle 2077” shirt tucked underneath.

Right beside her, her heavily modded Titi was basically everything she wasn’t; she was a 5’10” robot with a build closer to a porn star than a war machine. She had a thick figure and boobs the size of engine blocks that wobbled trashily with every step. She had a metallic green shade to her skin, the material barely darker for her synthetic hair she kept in a short, puffy ponytail. She had obvious bolts and connecting seams around her joints, making her impossible to mistake for an actual human. The hooting and jeering crowd didn’t seem to mind the differences. She didn’t have actual clothing, but similar plating was built into her in the pattern of a tiny, clingy skirt that barely got past her ass and a belly exposing blue tube top of a shirt. Her feet were thicker with booty-boosting heels, making her look both taller and sluttier.

Titi did her best to look serious and intimidating, but it came across as more of a pout. Lucy barely even blinked as they stepped up to the booth just inside the markings that would form the battle’s forcefield.

“And their opponent! Second place winner in the last regional tournament, it’s Deacon and his Mechasaurus, D-Reeeeeex!”

A scruffy-haired boy with a backwards baseball cap strode out oozing confidence. Some of it came from his excellent Battle record, but a lot of it came from him bringing what looked like an armor-plated robot dinosaur stomping alongside him. Its hunched figure was still an easy twelve feet tall and even longer from its large snout to its heavy tail. Narrow dark slits shielded glowing red eyes as steam hissed from its various vents. Large, powerful claws extended in front of its large hindlegs for balance like those of a mole from some industrial hellscape. A heavy artillery laser cannon was welded under its belly.

“Tch. Nothing but a big fat showoff,” Lucy scoffed up at the limbering powerhouse.

“Are you sure? He’s pretty big… and look at the size of that massive cannon he’s packing…” Titi muttered back to her.

Lucy had customized the hell out of her Tina as the mechanical genius that she was. All within league standards, but she’d left the personality chip near their maximum settings. It affected how loosely the unit interpreted commands, giving it more character and better reaction speed. Titi was her big, dangerous robo-baby, but she told herself it was for the stats rather than companionship. The artificial personality was more of a side effect.

“It’s not the size. It’s how he doesn’t know how to use the clumsy thing. You should have all the schematics and tactical data you’ll need to bust that cannon’s balls,” Lucy reminded her coolly.

“Are we still talking about metaphor stuff?” Titi asked, but Lucy had already hit the confirm button on her remote.

Titi stepped into the arena, a low, large flat surface with grids patterned into it for various projections and hard-light constructs on special matches. The Mechasaurus stomped out across from her, its massive shadow covering half the battlefield. The humanoid gynoid breathed out a sigh and shook out her arms, loosening her joints while jiggling her bust around. The crowd whistled and catcalled at her light aerobics and heavy wobbling.

“Okay! Let’s do this,” she huffed as she finished limbering up.

The translucent barriers around the square glowed purple to assure the audience before the buzzer sounded and the match was on. There was an immediate glow from under D-Rex as its main cannon warmed up. Titi’s eyes gleamed as her sensors picked up on it and jumped out of the way. Her intensely strong enhanced thighs pulsed with muscle beneath her steely skin, shooting her fifty feet into the air in a moment. A beam the width of a basketball shot where she was just standing. The barriers held up as expected, with Lucy not even blinking as the beam pushed fruitlessly at the wall a few feet away from her.

“HA! Too slow, ya big AAAAHHAAHAHAA~!”

D-Rex’s mechanical jaws grabbed her out of midair with a swift chomp. She let out a comically drawn out wail that wavered as it swung her around like a chew toy, holding her from the waist down trapped inside its mouth. Titi flailed around as its fangs jabbed at her waist and boobs while its extendable tongue built for holding prey inside its maw wrapped around her legs.

Thankfully, her triple-reinforced skin and tactically placed plating barely showed a scratch. Her jugs squashed when it bit down at the right angle, and she shuddered when its tongue rubbed between her thick thighs against her lower ventilation slit. The one where all her main balance sensors were and always felt the most… surprising for her.

“You’re too quick to jump,” Lucy said into her remote, broadcasting it into Titi’s head.

“You’re easy pickings in the air.”

“Soooooorry~!” Titi wailed as she was whipped around.

She grunted as she was spiked into the ground, her tits flopping up and smacking her in the face. Her eyes flashed with static for a moment as she shook her head, which was cushioned by her tactically placed ponytail.

“Alright. Put your big girl boots on and let’s put those tits to good use,” Lucy grunted.

“Oh! Right!”

Titi activated her boosters in her heels, shooting jets of heat point blank into D-Rex’s mouth. It let out a tinny, mechanical roar as it recoiled and let go of her, its tongue half melted as she rocketed out of its grasp. She hovered in front of it as it reeled, cupping her boobs to push them up further.

“Get a look at these, big guy!” she gloated as her tiny top retracted like plates coming away from a set of landing gear.

Her nipples were exposed, or what passed for them for a moment. They glowed red retracted before and a series of micro rockets fired out of her breast in rapid succession, pummeling D-Rex’s face and covering it in smoke and fire. It gave a mechanical roar as it staggered from the repeated explosions.

“Move in and let him have it. Let’s show this wannabe the big guns,” Lucy reported through her communicator.

“You got it!” Titi chimed as she rocketed through the smoke clouds.

The fembot flipped herself upside down and went into an upside down split. The boosters on her heels pivoted to send her legs spinning like a helicopter, pummeling D-Rex’s head around with the barrage of kicks. She shifted her curvy hips, twisting her attack so she could whip in a full arc, bicycle kicking the bestial bot in the chin. Even the towering Bot staggered back and crashed to the arena floor. The audience popped with surprised excitement at seeing the much smaller and sexier bot take down her opponent.

“WOO! Take that, chump!” Titi giggled.

She kept hovering over the battlefield, even as she turned around to shake and twerk her ass for the crowd as her padded polymer jiggled around, slipping beneath her skirt as she catered to the crowd.

“Titi. Pay attention,” Lucy warned dryly.

The Mechasaurus hadn’t started to rise yet by the time the bimbot got her head back in the game. She killed her jets and went into a diving punch, but the bestial bot rolled with surprising speed. Titi twisted to right herself at the last minute, but that just made D-Rex’s upswinging tail smash between her legs. The blow to the already tenderized spot made her squeal and straighten up as her hands went under her metal skirt.

“EEE! Right in the coin slot!” Titi wailed.

D-Rex got back on its feet and coiled its tail around the fembot’s body. It gave her a firm, quick squeeze, making the armored clothing start collapsing inward. Titi’s already exaggerated curves swelled out from the pressure, popping her tits and ass right out of her clothes. Titi let out a distressed moan, though like most things she did, it came out as a lot more sensual than she intended it to be. The audience noisily enjoyed the show as the fembot gave them both a bot battle and a sexy strip show all in one.

D-Rex swung its tail, slamming Titi to the arena floor. She instinctively landed with her face down and ass up in the air as her eyes fluttered and some sparks flashed across them.

“Dodge right,” Lucy ordered her calmly as a shadow fell over Titi.

She gasped and rolled like she was told. D-Rex’s foot crashed down where she had just been laying as the curvier model caught herself on all fours. That got some brief whistles and catcalls itself right before she realized she was directly underneath the colossal Bot. It only had to squat in place to slam its underbelly on top of her, pinning her to the floor. Titi gagged comically as her arms and head barely poked out from under his front. Her squishy, elastic breasts popped out a moment later, pushing out under her chin.

“How you holding up, Titi? Specs looking stable,” Lucy pinged into her ear,

“Yea… hard to breathe,” she rambled raspily.

“You don’t breathe. My fault for reactivating your gag reflex… anyway, let me know when you start feeling something poking around.”

“What do yoOOOOH! Okay! That’s somethin’!”

Titi yelped as her eyes and mouth went wide. D-Rex had adjusted itself so its large underbelly cannon lined up behind her. It all amounted to the monstrous Bot mounting her and a steady heat warming up right beneath her juicy, squashed down ass. Feeling its barrel prod at her increasingly exposed pussy made things even more awkward for her.

“Perfect. Now grit those teeth and hang on,” Lucy advised her.

“D-Rex! Let her have it with your Volcano Cannon!”

Titi squealed shrilly as the phallic blaster unleashed a huge burst of energy. Her whole body vibrated as the intense heat coursed through her, making her breasts bounce around wildly. The audience shouted in approval at the inherently sexual display of her quivering against its giant blaster firing into her hidden lower half. Her body bucked rapidly against it as her eye screens flashed on and off, her jaw dropped so wide open that it looked like it had fallen off its securing bolts. Her ponytail shook like a pompom as steam and whistling noises started coming out of her like a big-titted tea kettle. She was still in one piece, though, and Deacon finally started to notice the fact when he stopped staring at Titi's jiggling ass cheeks.

“What’s taking it so…?”

“Titi? Full release on the heat absorbers,” Lucy noted.

“O… kay… AHHHHN~!”

Titi gave an orgasmic cry as she adjusted some of her internal systems. Her thick hips held a lot of extra storage space and Lucy knew that opponents tended to go after the busty Bot’s tits and ass, so she’d added a few mods to the areas to help protect them. Her secret weapon was the plasma converters she’d stashed inside Titi’s snatch that had been soaking up the Mechasaurus’ full power blast for the last several seconds. She arched her back and shuddered violently in relief as she vented the pent up energy right back at D-Rex. The red-hot beam shooting out of her coochie tore the bigger Bot right in half, letting it fall off her in two chunks of slag with molten hot edges. Deacon gawked at the sight, both in surprise from his defeat and as one of the sexier-looking things to happen in a Bot Battling match.

“D-Rex has shut down! The winner is Lucy and Titiiiii!”

The crowd erupted in surprised delight as the kinky gynoid remained flopped over on the floor of the battlefield. Her raised hips twitched as a gush of coolant poured over her overheated crotch, and her euphoric expression didn’t do her any favors in looking like she wasn’t just fucked silly in front of everyone.

Her freckled handler approached her as soon as the forcefields were down. Lucy gave her a brief inspection before she got Titi’s arm and tossed it over her shoulder. One of the busty Bot’s boobs bumped into her face, but she maintained her stony, serious expression.

“Hey! Lucy! Good match out there!” Deacon called as he started jogging over.

“Fuck off, Deacon. I saw your post about she’s just a sex toy with jet boots on the Battle Boards. We’re not friends just because I kicked your ass.”

Lucy helped guide the drained Titi back out of the arena without looking back. She’d always been the type to like machines more than people, especially when it came to her personal Bot.

“That’s too bad. He seemed cute,” Titi noted happily, if wearily.

“You say that about everybody. Now come on. Let’s get you patched up.”

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The Titanium Tina was soon laid out on Lucy’s workbench. It was a large slab of tough metal in her cramped little workshop stuffed with tools and spare parts. Titi was already stripped out of her dented exo-armor/clothes, leaving her splayed out and exposed for the red haired girl to work with. She wasn’t 100% anatomically correct and the green skin and joint lines gave her true nature away, but it was still a sight that anyone but Lucy would be stunned and distracted by.

Lucy came back with a canister with a hose ending with a clamp, latching it onto one of Titi’s breasts. It drooped heavily to one side while the other remained artificially perky.

“Ooh! Sorry about the airbags,” Titi chirped as the metal clamp pinched her nipple.

It hissed as it started reinflating her jug with the mix of gel and air. It made her shudder, her body trying to realign itself along with the adjusted weight. It felt like a tickle as it restored her big round pride and joys. She gave a content sigh as her eye screens fluttered on and off, briefly turning her pupils into hearts.

“It happens. They’re airbags. It’s what they’re for,” Lucy replied calmly.

She stared at the big wobbling jugs as they realigned with one another. Titi hummed contently to herself, folding her arms under them to bounce and rub them happily.

“Mostly, anyway. They make good distractions for horny boys who can’t think straight for 2 seconds at a time with those wobbling in their faces.”

She detached the inflation device and swapped it for a handheld spot-welder. The grimly nerdy teen walked around Titi, occasionally pressing it to a damaged spot and letting the short, powerful flame mold the disconnected synth skin or exposed metal bits back together, slapping on a simple patch pad over the larger gaps. The relief in the Bot’s systems came as another surge of pleasure, making her moan and shiver on the slab. She moaned and spread her legs as Lucy came to them, touching up some of the bite-marks left from the fight. The redhead rolled her eyes as she moaned and thrust gently against the torch, gyrating her thighs around. She’d find the slutty reaction more annoying if it didn’t help her spread the heat out so evenly, making her job a little easier.

“Ooooh… this always feels so good,” Titi moaned enthusiastically as she writhed on the table.

“That’s because I crank up your pleasure sensors so you don’t react to the heat. And you don’t like it when I turn them off completely.”

Titi pouted at that.

“Cuz it’s like sitting in the dark,” she mewled. “Besides, this is so much more fun.”

“Yea yea. Well here comes your favorite part. Up and at ‘em.”

Titi’s eyes widened and she nodded. She leaned slightly back and raised her legs 180 degrees, holding her high-heeled feet up behind where her ears would go. With her body nearly folded in half, Titi’s big eye screens batted at Lucy expectantly. The young gearhead returned with a long hunk of metal that crackled with electricity at the tip. Titi bit her lip with excitement.

“Don’t get so excited. You know this is just to recharge the power cells in the converter,” Lucy reminded her.

“It’s not my fault it wiggles around so much while it does it,” Titi chimed innocently.

“You are so weird.”

Lucy sighed, but cracked a faint smile that only Titi seemed to see. They had some wildly different outlooks on just about everything, but she liked to think that was why they got along so well. That and both wanting to show up the boys who always snickered at the Titanium Tinas with a variety of mods.

Lucy shoved the gadget into Titi’s pussy and gave it a sharp twist until it locked into place. She stepped back as it hummed and glowed, making a small racket as it tried to bounce around inside her from all the energy output. Titi’s eye screens flickered before popping back into pixelated hearts as her synthetic and slotted tongue rolled out of her mouth. She let out a shrill, excited wail that warped electronically as she was suddenly overloaded with energy and arousal. Her sparking coolant sputtered out of her as her thighs instinctively tried to squeeze together, squashing her freshly refilled tits up until they squished against her cheeks. She humped the

“YES! FRY ME! FUCK ME! VOID MY WARRANTY, MOMMY! OVERCLOCK M-M-M-MY PUSSYYY EEEE~!”

Sparking, orgasmic coolant burst out of Titi’s crotch as her overloading pleasure sensors went nuts. The femboy bucked in her contorted position, her heart eyes flipping on and off as her brain teetered on rebooting to keep up with all the intense input. She let herself get lost in the mix of humiliation, pleasant-feeling repairs, and being used like the slutbot she was designed to be.

As soon as she let her legs relax back into their normal position, Lucy approached her and blasted her crotch down with a fire extinguisher. Titi cooed and shivered, but once she was cooled down, the young mechanic grabbed and disengaged the charger.

“I’m sure there’s an easier way to do that,” Lucy noted as she wiped some of Titi’s juices off the device.

“Not as quick,” Titi noted dizzily, slurring a bit as she updated herself. “And not as fun. Thanks again, coach. For fixin’ me… and, y’know. For believin’ in me.”

Lucy sighed and looked at the sloppy-looking modded sexbot on her workbench. She leaned over the table and gave her a hug around her soft, slick torso.

“Well somebody’s got to. Now come on. We’ve got to find you some improved ass mods before next week’s Bot Bout.”

“Ooooh! Sounds kinky!”

“It isn’t.”