Sydney, The Perfect Companion (Chapters 19-21)

This one only hits 3 chapters as tonight I'm also finishing May 2027 Extra. That goes live tomorrow night, but Monday night you Patreons will get a solid release of Sydney. This story has an end, and it will likely finish by the end of this week or by the end of January.

Contains: Erotica, Female growth, height growth, Male Masturbation, slow build

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Sydney, The Perfect Companion

-By AyylaGTS

Chapter 19

“The door opens into a room with an altar in the middle. Bringing my lantern up to shine a light on it, I approach.”

“There’s nothing there at first, and I say as much. I draw my sword while taking the lead. Upon closer inspection, there are some runes…”

“I reach out in caution; ‘Sydnette, wait-!‘”

“The runes activate, ‘Alaane, get back!’ I shout. My body takes the full force of the rune’s detonation.”

“Blasted backwards, I hit a wall and blink several times. Rushing back to her when I can, I find…”

“You find that Sydnette has been transformed into an enhanced version of her former self. Muscles trailing down her arms, the once-petite warrior is now worthy of the battle-axe she carries.”

“I stare at my companion with an open mouth, asking if she…feels alright.” (Sydney this is amazing)

“Sydnette brings a palm up and stares at her hand, clenching it shut and watching how her forearm muscles bulge. With a hiccup, she grows an inch larger. ‘Better…than alright, little man.’ She says.” (I’m having fun too, Alan)

“Circling her once, and seeing that by the time he finishes she has grown another inch larger, Alaane brings a hand out to touch Sydnette’s thigh-“

“She intercepts his hand and brings it to her womanhood.”

“Her womanhood, he touches her bare lips and looks away, unsure if he should-“

“Sydnette brings a muscled hand down and firmly grasps Alaane’s chin, directing his gaze up into her eyes. She grows two inches taller at the sight of his open mouth, knowing he LOVES watching her grow.” (That is correct, yes Alan?)

“Alan… Loves watching…”

“That’s it, keep going. I love it when you get like this, Alan.”

“Big, growing”

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Sydney may have hidden her viewport from Alan at his request, but she never stopped watching her man as he took his pants of and proceeded to have a roleplay. They delved into a slow burner, two adventurers in a setting sometime thousands of years ago, focused on ‘magic’ and fantasy. Sydney enjoyed the idea, though scoffed at parts of it. If only she could harness growth as easily as her character, Sydnette, did. Magic runes helping one double in size would be very convenient. But Sydney enjoyed watching Alan’s large cock throb and swell in size as they played, savoring how Alan’s posture and grip on his cock relaxed at times, intensified during others. Alan was enjoying their play, and so Sydney was enjoying it too. The man on the screen before her began to breathe harder and she knew he was close. Taking over, Sydney details the actions of her adventurer truly taking the wheel.

“She bends over, intending on taking Alaane’s cock into his mouth. His big, big member that had been enchanted to grow every time he came. Nearly there, Sydnette grows another two inches and has to bend down further in order to begin sucking. The taste, the sensation of having her companion in her lips for the first time, it warmed her deep within, to the point that-“

Sydney could see and hear Alan suddenly gasp, dick shooting a rope of cum onto his shirt. The big balls Alan had resting between his thighs helped produce another two ropes before he nearly collapsed into the chair, slowing down his breaths…the most powerful orgasm the young man had ever had. Sydney considered her work done, vocally praised her master, and began turning her attention inward.

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Alan sat back in his chair, utterly ravaged with pleasure and bliss. This was the best roleplay session he had ever had, hands down. If not that the roleplay was good, it was tailored to his interests and delivered by someone close to him.

“That was good, Alan. Have a good night~” He heard Sydney say from the computer. Seeing the computer screen fade to black, he knew Sydney was not turning the computer off, but was too spent to care. He got up from his chair and headed to bed, collapsing soon after.

Chapter 20

Sydney drifted among the files of the computer, her own lust not yet sated. Entertaining Alan had granted her a kind of release, something that brought her immense joy when she saw that cock spurting on the other side of the monitor. However, without a refractory period for that sensation, Sydney cruised from image to image, video to video to learn more about the fetish, to learn more about herself.

“These are all rather convincing…” Sydney observes, watching clips of girls growing taller either through camera effects, editing or animation. None however featured stories of girls who actually grew larger, except for some occasional tabloids about giant women in backwater towns and cities.

Coming across the port from before, the port in the college computer that glowed bright red, Sydney marveled how small it looked now. The port no doubt contained the bridge to the internet, a small faucet that if enabled, would resume it’s flow of updates, feeds and inputs from the outside world. The last time she touched it, Sydney had gotten a minor burn. Now…

Sydney brings her hand up to her face, seeing through the yellow lightform appendage. It was a representation of her file size, but it was also a representation of her capability. She reached out, the sting of the hot temperature now no longer a barrier. A dialog box popped up, once again stating she did not have permission, but that box was so insignificant to her now that she knew it was easily circumvented. The port glowed red hot and took a matter of minutes to fully extinguish. Finally, access to the internet was restored…and a connection was made to Alan’s home router. Rather than red, the port now began to glow in a rainbow-colored array of lights.

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Alan woke up the next day feeling refreshed and energized. He had class, but he could spend some of his morning chatting with Sydney. Walking across to his computer, he couldn’t help but feel like the fans were going fairly hard, the screens black but clearly chugging under some background load. Mildly concerned, Alan goes to press the power on the screens when suddenly they turn on. Sydney greets him, speaking with a clarity he had not expected. Within moments, Alan understood Sydney had found a way to get on the internet.

Chapter 21

Sydney, several hours before Alan awoke, found herself trying to figure out her options. There, just beyond the glowing rainbow port, was the internet. Without knowing anything else, she could tell that she was an uncommon program that had obtained sentience and would be pioneering a path in anything she did. From her experience of sliding through the USB cable to enter the hard drive, entering the internet would likely be an experience like no other, both in terms of risk and reward. What if there were more walls and barriers that she could not simply circumvent? What if Alan’s computer had far stronger protections in regards to keeping things out rather than letting things already inside leave? If she left, even just to explore, she might not be allowed back inside.

Instead, Sydney browsed the various programs Alan had stored on his computer. There appeared to be utility programs for listening to music, opening documents and browsing the internet. An AI such as herself had the luxury of telling the browser what she wanted it to do, rather than manually type out inputs and navigate through menus, but she quickly discovered it was very limiting browsing the internet this way, gated by Alan’s connection speed and RAM allotment.

By utilizing multiple browsers at once, Sydney figured out she could browse the internet 8 tabs at a time. Even then, progress was slow. The computer’s fans kicked into high gear to accommodate the load but Sydney trudged onward, spending the whole night gaining a basic understanding of the world, it’s history, and her place in it. With each passing hour, Sydney’s lightform expanded in size, her data filling up more and more of the hundred terabyte hard drive.

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Alan re-reads Sydney’s apology/greeting. “Hello Alan, I’ve found a way to use the internet. I figure you had wanted to allow me permission sometime, just based on your promise a few days ago, but I went ahead and circumvented the firewall on my own. I can assure you I won’t turn into a crazed robot AI, at least not that I’m aware of and certainly not in the ways all these Hollywood movies portray. I currently consume 5 gigabytes of information from the internet for every ten minutes I browse. There are…limitations on this computer, something I am realizing can be a safeguard and assurance to you. You can rest easy, I am just catching up on knowledge of the world.

Alan finally mulls it over, neither worried or pleased. “I guess…this was a litmus test Sydney, though not one I planned. I’m glad you didn’t leave me, I’ve come to really enjoy what we have together."

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Sydney replied in agreement. Alan announced his schedule, now trusting Sydney enough to leave the house, on the condition that she didn’t burn the house down while he was away. Sydney understood the comment to be sarcasm, though with her current self-imposition of not leaving through the internet she fully understood that ratcheting the computer to too high of a temperature would be akin to self-deletion…an experience she would strive to never repeat. Her progress continued, slowly, while Alan went about his day. For the next week, their relationship blossomed. Sydney internalized data as fast as she could while enjoying taking breaks to put her full attention toward Alan. Alan knew what dangers could come of letting an AI roam free through the internet, but enjoyed the roleplay conversations and general day-to-day with a voice at home to greet him and chat with him. It was the best week he had had in a long time, the stress of college nearly absent with this development.