A week later, Danielle, or at least, the AI version of Danielle, began acclimating to her new life. Sam was still smitten with her. Danielle didn’t know how to feel about this. She was still struggling with her identity. Even though she had full control of her body, she felt like her body was a different person. And it kind of was. Danielle 2.0 wasn’t sure if Sam really loved her, or just the now-beheaded Danielle 1.0.

Whenever they were intimate at all, from making love to just snuggling on the couch, Danielle felt the urge to remove her phone portion from her body’s neck and just watch from afar. She kind of liked the voyeuristic aspect of it. It made her kind of aroused… or at least, the body was aroused and it sent pleasure signals to her phone instead of a brain. And what an amazingly sexy body. Her legs, her breasts, her ass… no wonder why Sam wanted to keep Danielle’s body alive. However, Dani had oddly started to forget what her old face even looked like. Not that it even mattered, anymore.

One night as things were getting spicy and Sam had buried his face in her ample breasts, he heard a voice from the dresser. “Sam, can you do something for me?” Sam turned to face the cellphone. “Sure, anything.” he responded. “Can you shut me off while you’re making love to her?” Sam’s jaw dropped. “I’m making love to you, baby. I keep trying to tell you that, but you don’t want to listen.” A sigh came from the cellphone. “Sure, tell yourself that. I just… want to sleep for a little while, ok? My body has plenty of automatic functions. She will still fuck your brains out even without my input.” Sam hesitated. “Well, okay, I guess. We’ll try it this once.” Sam grabbed the phone and held down the power button. Danielle went silent.

Sam looked back at his headless and now mindless wife. “Well, I guess it’s just you and me now.” She said nothing in return. Even if she could speak, she had nothing to say. She just crossed her legs, rubbed her hands on her breasts and seductively ran them down her body. She was now just a being of pure sexual lust and nothing more. Sam and Danielle’s body proceeded to fuck for what seemed like all night. It was the best sex he ever had.

Sam woke up the next morning snuggled up with Danielle’s body. “Morning beautiful.” He said, smiling. And he waited. He got no response. “Oh shit, I forgot to turn Danielle’s mind back on!” He went to the dresser and powered the cellphone on. As Danielle gained consciousness, all the sensory input her body had received was sent to Danielle’s mind all at once. “WHAT THE--? HOLY SHIT. OH MY G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G” her electronic voice had begun to stutter like her program has locked up. “Dani! Are you okay?! Speak to me!!” After a couple minutes her program suddenly resumed. “W-w-w-wow. Th-at at at at at at at was incredible. That entire night just got sent to me all at once. I haven’t ever experienced anything like that before. That was… amazing. We need to do this again. All the time.” Sam took a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah, I agree… well, our relationship was already pretty odd. Seems like our sex life just got a lot weirder than it already was. Not that I mind…”