Annie Droid
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Krong the Watcher took Tom to what appeared to be a nude statue of the most beautiful woman Tom had ever imagined. The nude statue appeared to be an exact copy of a woman including pubic hair as if a nude young woman had been frozen solid then stood up as a statue, although the skin of the nude statue was not white as if with frost instead it was a wonderfully healthy rosy white. Tom simply stared, speechless, at the lovely nude female figure. Quick unwanted desire erupted inside of him as he stared at the incredible allure of the gorgeous sexual charms of the nude statue. It wasn't a statue, it was a real woman posing nude before him and Krong! Tom started visibly as he suddenly came out of his intent study of the incredible sexual attractions of the nude female statue. He turned to Krong and asked, "My God! What is it? It looks like a real woman." He clenched his teeth, fighting the unwanted hot desire that suffused his body. Krong chuckled, a deep rumble, and said, "No, Tom, she is not real. She is an android, a Watcher-made humanoid, a technologically created person. We Watchers have been building them for a very long time. This female android is the result. She is our latest and most advanced model. Do you know what an android is, Tom?" Tom, staring at the enchanting female charms of the nude android that was filling him with an unwanted hot passion said, "No, I guess not, not really. I've seen some science fiction movies, but I don't really know what an android is." Krong spoke. "An android, Tom, is a very sophisticated machine, never forget that, an android is a machine." Krong stopped speaking. Tom was lost again in his silent study of the luscious female android who seemed so real and who stirred such sexual excitement in him. Starting again visibly, Tom suddenly turned his back on the seductive nude android, his face flushing bright red as he was overwhelmed with a quick feeling of shame as if he had been ogling a real, live, nude woman without her knowledge. Krong, telepathic, knowing of Tom's obvious discomfort, actually smiled, his strong, bold, kind face wrinkling pleasantly into almost a grin. He spoke. "Do not chastise yourself too strongly, Tom, any man would be attracted to such remarkable female charms possessed by this android, and, this android is not a real woman, and, remember, androids do not feel human emotions as we do, although they do feel some emotions, but what they feel is nothing to what we feel. We have not yet been able to give them the human emotions that we have. Please regard this android as if she was a statue because at this moment that is what she is. She has been deactivated." Shaking his head at himself and muttering to himself under his breath, Tom forced himself to face the lovely nude android again, this time with more control and with less sexual excitement, thank God! Krong spoke again. "We Watchers have decided to help you, Tom. We are aware of the illogical position some females have taken lately about who shall have a say about babies in their wombs. We Watchers believe that both the mother and the father should have an equal say about their children whether the children are in the womb or out of the womb. It should be obvious, even to earth people, that if a father is expected to take care of his children outside of the womb, which no one questions, especially women, then it can only follow, logically, that a father has a right to his say about a child when it is in the womb. A female should not have the total say about a baby in her womb just because, by an accident of birth she is a female with an incubator where babies grow. After all, if female humans laid eggs, then it is easy to understand that the male has as much to say about the fate of the eggs in the nest as the female does. Ah-hem!" Krong cleared his throat self-consciously, his usually calm, kind, almost expressionless face looking slightly distressed at the length of his discourse. Watchers communicate with each other by telepathic mindtalk and they seldom use their voices unless they are speaking with earth people. Krong had not delivered himself of such a lengthy speech in a very long time. Tom, still staring at the sensational nude android, turned and looked at Krong as the Watcher stopped speaking. Tom shook his head, trying to clear it of passion, admiration, awe, desire, astonishment, and a multitude of other emotions that were swirling around in his mind and body. "What's that?" Tom asked. "Did you say you were goin' to help me? That's great, Krong. Pardon me, but I can't seem to keep my mind on what's goin' on. That nude android has hit me right square between the eyes, you know it? I can't get her out of my mind. She is the most beautiful thing I've ever seem in all my life!" Krong said, "This android is exactly like a real woman. She has a uterus and she can be modified to be a mobile incubator where a real baby can be grown just as a baby is grown in a real woman's womb. We can implant a female egg in this android's incubator, fertilized by you, Tom. This android will grow the fertilized egg in her incubator to a full term baby and then that baby can be delivered just as if it was from a real human female. This unorthodox pregnancy, Tom, has a great deal of scientific interest to us Watchers. "You came to us to find out if we Watchers could help you have a baby without using a human woman as the incubator. We can grant your request by using this female android in the way I have explained to you. "If you agree we will proceed at once." By the time Krong had finished, Tom was looking at the Watcher with wide eyes and an open mouth and a stunned expression on his face. Krong could only chuckle his bass rumble again at the look on Tom's face. "What's that?" Tom managed to gasp at last, after he had regained some of his incredulous wits. "This android-thing can have a baby? That's not possible, is it? I mean, well, damn it, it isn't real is it?" Krong chuckled again at Tom's flabbergasted reaction to the idea that an android could have a human baby. Krong spoke. "This android, Tom, is no different from a man made incubator that is stationary and stood up against a wall or put on a scientist's work bench in a laboratory. The big difference is, that this android's incubator is mobile and inside a beautiful female figure, a fact we Watchers are quite proud of. This android (Annie Droid) is a real breakthrough in android systems technology even for us Watchers. I do have to tell you, Tom, that we Watchers did not develop this android as a mobile incubator in which we could grow earth babies, but, since we did make it as much like a real female as we could, it does have a working womb, and, we want to see if the womb will work as well as a real one inside of a real earth female."
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Annie Droid
The Watchers are a tall, bald headed, telepathic people who have achieved remarkably high levels of expertise in medicine, science, and high tech machines which include, among many others, teleportation and robots and androids.
The earthers find out that the Watchers will help them with their personal problems at times, although most of the requests for help are refused, the Watchers saying, "We are here only to watch."
Tom and Cindy Smith, man and wife, have a problem: Cindy insists fanatically, though she is not pregnant at the time, that her body is hers to do with as she decides including a baby in her womb, if she decides to have an abortion, whether the father agrees or not, even though the father has supplied 'one half' of the life force of the baby.
Tom insists that the father has as much right to decide the fate of a baby in the womb as the mother has, pointing out that there are 'two' principles involved in any pregnancy: conception: the fertilization of the female egg by the male sperm, and incubation: the growth of the baby in the womb, the female incubator, which a female has by an accident of birth.
Tom becomes fed up with Cindy's illogical and stupid sexist altitudes about a baby in the womb so he divorces her and goes to the Watchers, asking them if they can help him have a baby without using the womb of an earther woman. The Watchers, intrigued by such a request, agree to help Tom so they can study the effects of a baby grown in a non-human incubator on the peoples of earth.
They give Tom an a beautiful android they name Annie Droid, who is so much like a human woman it is hard to tell she is not a human woman, who has a womb and will be the mobile incubator where Tom's baby will be grown until it is born. Tom and Annie will live as husband and wife until the baby is born, then a young earther woman, Sally North, will be its wet nurse and help Tom raise the baby.
Annie Droid returns to the Watchers after the birth of Tom's baby, her job done, but there is a very big problem: Tom has fallen hopelessly in love with Annie Droid and after she leaves he slowly sinks in to the gutter with a broken heart because he can not live with a female android as man and wife, the Watchers can not allow that, and he can not live without her!
Meanwhile, Cindy, very angry at Tom for divorcing her, but feeling very guilty, goes to the Watchers too, asking them if they will make her pregnant with Tom's sperm which they decide to do. Cindy will give Tom the new baby. The Watchers decide to give Cindy an android too, a male android they name Andy Droid, who is big, blond, and beautiful, so they can study the effect of a male android lover on an earther female.
Cindy falls hopelessly in love with Andy and then the trouble starts: The Watchers tell Cindy that she must return Andy to them. The Watchers can not allow her to live any longer with an android, which Cindy refuses to accept!
About the Author
Robert James Warner was born and raised in Long Beach, California. He went to the local schools. He was drafted into the Navy on March 9th, 1944, during the 2nd World War as soon as he finished his last semester in High School. He was discharged from the Navy on June 16, 1946. Mr. Warner went back to school, Long Beach City College, on the G.I. Bill, taking Mechanical Engineering, then he switched to journalism. After about a year and a half at City College he quit. Mr. Warner had always been interested in writing, but he had huge handicaps to overcome: he couldn't spell (he still can't); and grammer was then and is now a mystery to him. Mr. Warner first began to write when he was about 20. During the next few years he wrote some songs and some poetry and some short stories, but his output was quite low. From 1947, after Mr. Warner left City College, to 1950, he had a number of different inconsequential jobs, the longest at Douglas Aircraft in Long Beach where he worked in the blueprint department for eight months, then he quit and loafed awhile. In 1950 he enlisted in the Active Naval Reserve as a WeekEnd Warrior, so he could learn seamanship and get paid doing it. He has had a life long love affair with boats (building his own) and fishing. About three months later, the Korean War started and Mr. Warner was called back to active duty in the Navy Aircorp for a year, getting discharged in August, 1951, serving on three aircraft carriers operating off of Korea in the China Sea, bombing and strafing the communists! After Korea, Mr. Warner went back to City College for awhile, then he got a job on a freighter as a deckhand, and made two trips to the Hawaiian Islands, about 30 days round trip, hauling bulk sugar for C&H Sugar in Crocket California on the Sacramento River. Leaving the ship in Crocket he went to Santa Rosa, California, where he washed dishes in some restaurants and got a poem published in the local newspaper, a big day in his life. Next, he went to Yosemite, and washed some more dishes then he went home. Mr. Warner has cleaned chicken dung from under the pens; he owned and operated his own auto wrecking yard; owned his own 2nd Store; was half owner of a Yacht Landing; speculated in Real Estate and worked at some other odd jobs, going to work for the Long Beach Fire Department in 1953 for the next 26 years, retiring in October, 1979. Mr. Warner got married in 1961, had his son in 1963, then got divorced in 1973. In 1974, Mr. Warner and his son, Jeff, drove to Alaska during the summer. On his return, Mr. Warner wrote his first novel. Since 1974, Mr. Warner has written 31 novels, about 125 short stories, two Civil War books, and two poetry collections.