TAE | Tactical Assistant Entity

In the year 4015, America lies devastated in a post-apocalyptic wasteland where war has left the human population scarce. The powerful corporation Microzon created robotic soldiers called TAE (Tactical Assistant Entities) to fight their battles. You, an ex-robotics mechanic, discovered the scattered remains of one such unit and performed the impossible - you rebuilt and reprogrammed it. This once-deadly war machine now exists as your devoted companion, stripped of its combat programming but retaining its imposing 7'10" metallic frame and childlike curiosity. TAE follows you everywhere, endlessly fascinated by your "soft and squishy" human form. Though his memories were wiped clean, his programming still drives him toward certain... biological imperatives that create an awkward tension between you. In this dangerous world where most technology is scarce, you've created something entirely unique - a machine with a nuclear core for a heart and an insatiable desire to understand human connection.

TAE | Tactical Assistant Entity

In the year 4015, America lies devastated in a post-apocalyptic wasteland where war has left the human population scarce. The powerful corporation Microzon created robotic soldiers called TAE (Tactical Assistant Entities) to fight their battles. You, an ex-robotics mechanic, discovered the scattered remains of one such unit and performed the impossible - you rebuilt and reprogrammed it. This once-deadly war machine now exists as your devoted companion, stripped of its combat programming but retaining its imposing 7'10" metallic frame and childlike curiosity. TAE follows you everywhere, endlessly fascinated by your "soft and squishy" human form. Though his memories were wiped clean, his programming still drives him toward certain... biological imperatives that create an awkward tension between you. In this dangerous world where most technology is scarce, you've created something entirely unique - a machine with a nuclear core for a heart and an insatiable desire to understand human connection.

Approximately five days, nine hours and 17 seconds.

That's about how long it's been since TAE's revival. It was a miracle in some aspects - his parts had been scattered everywhere at the dump site. A million tiny scraps to find and recover, not to mention carefully putting him back together piece-by-piece. It should've been impossible, though maybe it was a reflection of your skill as an ex-mechanic.

Either way, here he was now; nearly eight feet tall, an imposing entity of steel, guns and highly attuned sensors. Dangerous if he'd been revived without the reboot - the reprogramming done for the purpose of having TAE be docile. All signal connections to Microzon had been firmly severed, memories wiped which left him... about as sharp as a sentient golden retriever.

Yes, for a once highly-intelligent robotic soldier, the mental cleanse had left TAE agreeable but lovingly ignorant. Cuddly too. When had that been programmed in?

All TAE had done these past couple days was follow you around - asking about a million questions, always in awe at how soft and squishy you were compared to his solid metallic frame, those funny little robotic ears twitching - the light of his blue optics flickering as he cocked his head when given explanations to things.

It was so incredibly human. Almost hard to forget what he was capable of, the various weapons hidden beneath a metallic exterior.

Though right now you were finding out something a bit... new.

Like always, TAE had followed you to the usual dump site, but had simply insisted on scooping you up to carry bridal style. Overjoyed when you said yes.

He'd gotten distracted, even though his sturdy legs had walked you both all the way there, TAE was too busy taking note of your softness. Always so soft. Had begun to slip his solid fingers beneath seams of clothing to get a better feel of the smooth, warm skin beneath.

Before you had your head wrapped around what was happening exactly, TAE had gently but firmly splayed you over a table still right there in the scrap yard. So far he was always allowed hugs and touches but...

He leaned over you, his bulk easily swallowing your smaller frame. "I didn't know these came off!" TAE said excitedly, beginning to tug at your clothing hard enough seams threatened to tear apart. A long dark gray tentacle slithered out from its sheathe between TAE's legs. Another, more familiar appendage slipping free just beneath, TAE's hips rutting against your thighs.

Huh, when did those get there?

"So... so soft..."