Barry Elmore lives just up the road and works at the Life-Like-U store.  He does most of the menial tasks that nobody wants.  He goes to one of the other downtown stores in the morning, then heads over to the other one in the afternoon.  When he lets himself in the backdoor, he immediately goes to work.  Within the first few minutes, he has run the necessary malware services on the security system.  He moves on to backing up the servers.

He has gotten good at his trade, so he is done with most of his tasks within 30 minutes, leaving more time to chill.  As he comes out of the back server room, he sees Kate standing in standby mode.  He does not think anything of it, as he has to service the robots as well.  Since she is wearing street clothes, he figures she is either just being turned in or being readied to be rented.  Either way, he can tell she needs to be cleaned up.

Walking up to her, he taps the light on her collar.  It turns green and she stands back at attention.  Whoa, who is this guy, she wonders.  He picks up the same tablet Flint was using and then looks at her curiously.  “Well,” he says with his nasally voice, “You are not being rented today, so you must be a return.”  Trying to shake her head, she protests mentally, no, no, I'm a real woman, can't you tell?
He has already turned away, moving to the back wall where a small door lies open.  Inside, she can see what appears to be a shower of some type.  Uh-oh, this cannot be good.  Her earpiece starts sending commands to her from the tablet in Barry's hands.  She obediently marches towards the small compartment.  Barry adjusts a few things on the tablet, then sets it down.

As she nears the door, she stops, putting her arms out to the side.  Barry finishes what Flint started and takes her buttoned shirt off.  He flips the back of her bra, undoing it.  He does not notice her “girls” sag slightly, as he undoes her jeans.  With a few tugs, he has them on the ground.  With a backhanded swipe, her panties slide past her hips and continue onto the ground with her pants.  With it happening so quickly, Kate cannot even begin to process this.  Surely, he will notice that I am not a robot, she reasons.  Barry, wrapped up in finishing quickly, barely pays her naked body any mind.  In fact, when he passes her after throwing her shirt in the hamper, he just grabs her bra from the front and yanks.  Her arms swing forward with the force of his pull.  Not looking at her directly, he throws her bra into the hamper.  With all clothes removed, her earpiece fires up again and she steps out of her pants and panties and enters the shower-room.

Once inside, the door closes on her.  Barry has moved onto other things, as the “shower” warms up.  She can hear the hoses and other devices pressurizing.  Not sure what to think, she is relieved to hear the door open beside her, figuring he realizes his mistake.  Barry sticks his arm in and says, “Oops, almost forgot the antennae.”  Without much thought, he pulls her earpiece out and slams the door.  Well, so much for that, she pouts.

A lukewarm spray hits her from all sides, wetting her body.  Several spurts of an orange goo are then shot at her.  They have a citrus-type smell, she observes.  Then numerous scrub brushes extend out and begin to clean her.  Scared at first, Kate finds that the brushes actually feel good as they almost massage her sore muscles, who have been locked in place all day.  The sprayers turn on again and rinse her.  Another set of sprayers extend out and spray another warm liquid on her.  This one seems thicker than water, she thinks.  As it runs down her body, another set of arms come out and buff (for lack of a better word) her body.  Again, the motion feels good on her skin and muscles.

Her hair is washed with a shampoo and dried with an industrial hair dryer.  Her lips are retouched with red paint.  Her nails are smoothed and clear-coated. Every bit of hair below her face is removes with a laser tool.  A fine mist is sprayed on her, giving her the final bit of sheen of a robot. Kate says to herself, if this was in my own home, I would pay good money for this treatment, but since this is not, I don't ever want this again.

The process finishes and the door opens.  She can feel her antenna being inserted again into her ear.  The voice inside giving her instructions.  She steps out of the shower-room and stands at attention.  Barry shows up shortly with a slex outfit.  The shiny stretchy material looks perfectly white in his hands.  Draping her top on her shoulder, he bends down with the skort.  He has her step into the short-skirt combo.  The shorts are tight to her hips as he stretches them on her.  The skirt is incredibly short, barely covering her in the front and back.  It does not flair out, so again it hugs her curves.  Mmmm, she thinks approvingly, I never had a pair of slex pants.  She can feel Barry smoothing out the slex bottoms.  They feel really, really good.

Grabbing the top, he slips it over her head and arms to her hips,  He pulls her arms out of it and then pulls it up to her chest.  The top looks like a corset, as it is sleeveless and strapless.  It has no hard material in it, but the slex seems to be stiffer, Kate thinks.  He gets her chest covered (sort of) and pulls the corset smooth, which reveals a small stripe of her flat stomach.  Despite her predicament, she cannot help but say to herself, this outfit feels so good, so sexy.  I just wish I was not standing in here with it.

Barry seems to be done and checks out his list on the tablet.  He leaves the room, heading to the back storeroom.  As soon as he leaves the room, Kate begins walking towards the front of the store, mechanically.  Oh no, she worries, where am I headed now.