>Day 37 in Equestria.
>You sighed playing with the yo-yo in your hand
>Bored.
>Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Borrrrrred senseless
>You, Anonymous, couldn't figure out for the life of you why you had not a thing to do for the job you got.
>For being given a job, involving drone after mission inspection and repair, you were a little shocked that you did so little.
>In. No damage? No dents? Nope. See you next time.
>Never would the drones get hit, not that you would want them harmed, they were alive.
>Most of the base staff laughed whenever you mentioned such a thing.
>'Its all pre-programed 'emotions' and answers!'
>'They aren't like us jetponys and planeponys!'
>They were practically the same, Minus the size difference.
>And the lack of easily visible shown emotions.
>And mostly similar voices with the same tone.
>That just meant they were hard to read, not that they lacked emotion or life!
>A faint clicking-clanking noise of metal on concrete filled the air.
>You turned to the doorway, the noise growing in volume.
"Work time."
>You grabbed the clipboard next to you and began going through the paces.
>"Report for matinence."
>The voice came clear and straight forward.
"Ok ID number please."
>Clicking your pen you put a 13 on the report before anything was said.
>"Identification number 13-576."
>You jotted down the numbers and began filling out dates.
"Any damages?"
>Here it DOESEN'T come.
>"Negative structural damage. Visual damage is present."
>Yep, once again not a- bitchsaywhatnow?
>Your head snapped up and finally you got a look at the drone that walked in.
>A sleek, eyeless reaper drone stood attentively in the room.
>Like the others it was dark grey on its lower body and the upper body covering its back, neck, and half its head being a standard grey.
>Unlike the other ones it had scratches on its paint that covered its body.
 
>Setting the clipboard down you walked over and kneeled next to the drone.
>The scratches where hardly deep, like the drone said it was all cosmetic.
>Better safe then sorry.
"Damage is damage, hop up on the table for inspection."
>The drone jumped and stood on the table stiff jointed as ever.
>You carefully felt and eyed along the top of the drone feeling for anything other then scratches.
>To your surprise the drone was much smother then you imagined you could see how some of its body moved so fluidly.
>You had never the chance to be this close to one, all your training was mostly on just metal sheets with dents or holes.
"So what happened to you?"
>"The mission was to provide tactical information for strikes behind enemy lines. Enemy infantry spotted and attacked."
>You grabbed the clipboard again and filled it in.
"Mind flipping on your back?"
>Once again, after setting the clipboard down, you ran your hand along the drone.
>Its belly was much smoother, even though it was metal-ish it bore many similarities to skin.
>How could it be so smooth?
>So, somehow surprisingly, soft-ish?
>Hell it was... Curvy all down the sides and legs and-
>A small shake brought you away from your thoughts.
>Did the drone just... shiver?
>...Nah you were probably tired form the lack of work.
>You leaned over and grabbed a paintbrush, two buckets, and sandpaper from the supplies you had on a bench.
"Ill just give you a little touching up, hold still."
>Quickly and expertly you repainted the drone to the exact colour.
>You inspected your fine work, the drone looked as if nothing even happened to it.
>But something felt amiss.
>The paint was even and the clear coat to prevent rust had dried.
 
"Hmmm..."
>An idea popped into your head, a coat of wax would do perfectly!
>You saw some of the pilots and caretakers wax the jetponys an they seemed to enjoy it.
>Turning around again.
>Microfiber rag and some Tec22 finishing wax.
>You put a line of the purple substance across chest to belly of the drone.
>The drones back leg twitched.
>"This is... irregular to standard procedure."
"Ahh can't have you go back out there if not in style now can we? Anyways you're off-duty and your mission was a success, consider this a job well done bonus."
>You began rubbing the compound across the drone in large circles.
>Working your way down its body, you could start to see a visible shine between the remaining streaks of wax.
>Just as you reached a spot past the lower part of its belly you saw a visible shake.
>Looking down you saw it was more then a shake.
>Its legs had moved closer together!
>Turning your head you glanced at the drones face.
>It seamed to exhale as you brought your hand with the rag back up to its chest its mouth open slightly.
>No way.
>You slid your hand back down the drone, further this time, making the circles you were doing slower and tighter attempting to provoke a reaction.
>Even though the drone wasn't facing you, its facial expression accompanied by a slight blush said it all.
>The drone was enjoying this MUCH, much more then you expected.
>You continued waxing the drone, a small grin appearing every so often.
>The little sighs, twitches, and shifts amused you.
>Finally the drone gleamed brightly thanks to the wax coat.
"There that looks good."
>The drone hopped off the table, and didn't look up its face showing embarrassment to the treatment.
"Come back and don't be shy if you have any issues, hopefully i did a good enough job for you."
>"Your s-service was more then satisfactory."
>The drone hurried off quickly.
 
"Mental note, wax is a turn on and the pilots are fucking their planes."
>You glanced at the clock.
>9:45
>Wow that took longer then expected
>Maybe you got a little carried away?
>Ahh well, late night food then time for sleep.
 
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>A sudden shake woke you from your almost perfect sleep.
>The sweet aroma at steak, potatoes, carrots, and corn left your senses.
"What the he-hurmmp mirf mru!"
>"Silence."
>Your eyes adjusted to see a drone covering your mouth.
>What was one of the drones doing here?
>The drone leaned next to your ear.
>"You are off duty if i am correct, and deserve a reward for your earlier service"
>Wait, this is the drone you waxed?
>And it wants to "reward" you for it?
>Boner you are not helping the situation.
>The drone removed its hoof from your mouth.
>This was kinda weird.
>You watched as the drone moved and disappeared from view under the blanket you had.
>Nah scratch that, this was really weird.
>You could feel your pants being pulled down.
>Was it going to try and suck you off?
>You could now feel a slight breath on your shaft.
>Would it even know how to su-
>Full blown pleasure shot through you as you felt the drone take you in all at once.
>Jesus
>H
>Christ
>A strong mixture of sucking and vibrating put you full force hard in a moment.
>You had no control of your gasps.
>The drones relentless assault was incredible, to say the least.
>You were pushed over the edge in seconds, spilling what felt like a years worth of no faping of cum into the drones mouth.
>You think the vibrating and sucking stopped, but your senses were too overloaded to tell.
>You turned to see the drone walking away through your open door.
>"I will return tomorrow for an additional off duty followup inspection."
 
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