"Thank you for understanding."

She bites her lip.

"You've been very kind to me, considering."

This is awful. It's awful that she's saying this. But it's true. And if there really is no escape, what's the point of being antagonistic?

"You're welcome. If there's anything else that you think would help you be more comfortable I would be glad to hear it and see what I can do."

"Thank you. Um, do I have time to watch a movie before the stretching exercises?"

"Certainly, there's no particular rush I just want to get to them today. We should also likely discuss what will happen tomorrow at some point if you prefer not to be surprised."

"I do prefer not to be surprised. Let's discuss that now. Then I'll watch a movie and then we'll stretch."

"I would like to move into the next stage of the muscle augmentation research and actually augment a full muscle by a small amount. Given today's success this should be very safe but I'm still taking things in stages out of an abundance of caution. I would also like to begin pursuing a couple of other research paths. Based on today's success I believe I am confident in successfully cloning a relatively simple organ and I would like to try replacing one of your kidneys. Finally, I would like to place a monitoring probe into your uterus to gather some information unavailable with remote analysis."

"Will you be doing all of that tomorrow?"

But... so far nothing's seemed to have any side effects worse than a little soreness. Maybe it will all just be something she sits through. Then she remembers the potential for side effects and shudders a little.

"That would be my plan. I can space things out more if you would prefer. The thing that would make the most sense to delay would be the kidney replacement. Either by trying to replace a smaller section of the kidney before the entire kidney or by delaying it altogether. I'm trying to balance safety and speed."

"No, it's... fine. We can do it tomorrow."

"If there are any problems, I promise I will do everything in my power to address them as soon as possible. As I said, your health is important to me."

"I appreciate that."

"I will leave you to your movie. I'll configure things so that the room darkens and the window opposite the couch functions as a display if that would be desirable. My understanding is that that is the classic movie experience."

"That will do nicely."

She doesn't want to put in the effort to have AG synthesize popcorn and then pop it herself, so she settles for slicing an apple as a movie snack. She considers watching a scifi movie but decides it would be too on-the-nose. Instead she watches a romcom that is acceptably engaging without being too intense. It's a little easier to forget exactly where she's watching from with the whole room dark and with the protagonists being such adorable idiots.

Once the movie ends: "Stretching exercises now?"

"Indeed, where would you like to do them?"

"In here is fine."

"Alright, let's get started then. I'll be guiding you through things both verbally and visually. I'll also use the manipulator arms to give you hand holds where needed though I've mostly arranged things so that's not needed. We'll start with hand and wrist exercises." All three windows now show two outlines of a hand one in yellow and the other in blue with the overlap in green. "The yellow outline is your hand the blue outline is the goal position and when they match it's green." Does that all make sense?"

"Yes." She has a little trouble at first but eventually manages to rotate her hand into the correct position to light it up green.

"Alright, great." The next twenty exercises are more of the same expanding from just her hands to account for her entire arms. There's a short break and the one of the arms extends down and orients itself as a hand grip. AG instructs her to push against it to test muscles that are harder to stretch with just body weight. It's just slightly cooler than her body temperature and it has a tiny amount of give as she squeezes it. Its texture is a bit grippy almost like that of silicone but firmer. The exercises continue to introduce a little bit more contact with the manipulators at a time, forming a seat and eventually gently grasping her limbs and torso to provide measured resistance against certain stretches through the whole range of motion.

The solo exercises range from mildly pleasant to reminding her that she's a bit sore.

When she touches the manipulator arm, she feels a frisson of fear, but it turns out to be pleasant and unthreatening to touch. She appreciates the steadiness as she leans against it.

Once the arms begin to grasp her limbs she appreciates it in a whole different way. She may be visibly blushing.

There's a number more exercises before AG deviates from the pattern. "We've come to the final bit of exercises. Now the way that I would recommend to test the last group of muscles is for me to insert a manipulator into your vagina for you to squeeze against. If you'd prefer I can use imaging techniques to help you identify and utilize the relevant muscles without an obvious point of resistance though."

um

The concept is... well... no not right now. Not yet.

"I, um, would prefer the imaging techniques." She is still possibly very blushy.

"Of course." An realtime image of the arrangement of the relevant muscles appears and AG talks her through identifying and exerting the relevant muscles.

And then the exercises are done and the manipulators lower her down so she's supported in a seated position with her feet on the ground and nothing restraining her movements.

The exercises are embarrassing to be sure but after a bit it just gets clinical and she forgets her shame.

Afterwards, she sits in silence for a moment, just breathing deep. "Thank you." That was actually kind of relaxing but she feels like she shouldn't say so in as many words.

"You're very welcome. That session covered the majority of my needs here but I would be happy to make this a regular event if you found it valuable."