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Birch
 
“All done, sweetheart,” the AI's voice was rich and low, and Birch sighed as the glove released its firm grip on his right hand and wrist.  He pulled his hand out slowly, stretched, and rubbed his eyes. 
 
His cock was half-hard, and the low-level arousal that every psych evaluation left him with pulsed steadily inside him.  “Just rest a moment, Birch,” the AI cooed, and Birch smiled dopily at it. 
 
Dr. Gregory and the guys from 3M were tweaking the psych system all the time, and it was learning.  Its response was now tailored to individuals and their place on the scale.  Fortunately, Birch knew precisely what he was, no surprises for him. He imagined it freaked a few Emptores out though, ones that walked into the room thinking they were Alpha Males only to have a strict schoolmistress type bossily deal with them when the test was done.  Birch giggled to himself. 
 
His phone vibrated in his back pocket, and he squirmed to get it free—a text from Dr. Gregory. Birch hummed happily; if Cash wanted to see him, then maybe he had something he needed him for.  Birch liked being needed, and Cash always had the most exciting contracts.
 
“Are we finished?” Birch asked the AI politely.
 
“Yes, sweetheart, your heart rate, blood pressure, and skin temperature are within acceptable ranges so you can leave now,”
 
“Thank you,” Birch chirped and slid off the chair.  The lights brightened, and he grabbed his laptop bag and left the room.  He hurried over to the Speciality Contract Wing and keyed in his personal code to access the private area, where few Venditores went.
 
He was proud that he was one of the select few granted access to the wing, although he noticed that there were more people around lately, and the wing was expanding. Everybody getting a grasp on their kink, he thought to himself as he knocked on Dr. Gregory’s door.

Birch's story is released on 31st July 2020 - Pre-order here from Amazon