Initial draft

- Added Model T stories
- Rewrote README
- Relciensed code under EUPL

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+There was a knock at the door. “Coming!” Yelled Zack as he ran to it. “This is it,” he said to himself. “It’s here!” He opened the door to see a big tall rectangular box. A mailman appeared from behind it.
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+“Zack Casey?” The mailman asked.
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+“That’s me.” He replied.
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+After the mailman asked for Zack to sign for the package, he left and the blue fox began to drag the box in. It was big and rectangular shaped. You would think it would contain refrigerator – it was heavy enough that you would be mistaken to think it was – but Zack was not in need of a new one. He grabbed a knife and gently cut the tape and opened the box up from the side, as if it were a door, revealing an android wrapped in loose plastic.
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+The android was of fennec design. Zack had ordered a blue one. Other colors apart from the natural sand color costed more, but he was willing to pay the extra price if it meant having someone of similar color to himself. It wore a pair of light shorts and t-shirt with a random art pattern. The art was some paint splotches of varies different vibrant colors on a black background, similar to a default wallpaper found on a smartphone. Apart from it’s clothes, the fennec was also carrying a messenger bag.
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+Zack ripped open the plastic with the same knife until it fell onto the floor and gently removed the bag from the android. Inside was a thick manual, extra pair of clothes, and a card that could fit in a wallet. Zack pulled the manual out with a grunt and huff.
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+“And here I thought we were done with these doorstops,” Zack muttered to himself.
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+Zack sat the book down on the living room’s coffee table and opened up. It read, “Welcome to the Model T,” the book explained. “The Model T was designed as a maid, repairman, cook and much more!” That was all fine and dandy but how do you turn it on? He skimmed through the varies paragraphs and pages until he got a page full of diagrams.
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+“To turn on your Model T,” Zack read aloud. “place the card included in it’s bag up against it’s chest, as pictured below.” Zack shrugged and picked up the card. It listed name of the android, serial number, and other registered information.
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+He tapped the card against Nathan’s chest. Seconds later the android’s green eyes began to lit up. Similar to fur, this could be customized based on the customer's wishes. Zack began to stand back as he put his card in his pocket. It began to blink and look around then looked over at the blue fox.
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+“Hello, Zack,” they said. “I am Nathan, your android companion.”
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+Nathan noticed it was still in the box and began to step out. It looked over at Zack, curiously, as it began to scan him. The blue fox wore chambray colored shorts, green hoodie with a baseball cap worn backwards. His eyes opened wide as jaw hanged low. Zack passed by many to what he suspected were Model Ts but have never been this up close and personal to one until now.
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+Zack cautiously walked up to Nathan. The android stood firmly in place as he the blue fox began to walk around them. He gently touched it’s lower arm, running his paw up and down the synthetic fur. It felt so real even though he was cold to the touch. Zack read that Model Ts used a variety of cooling methods to keep themselves from overheating, including water cooling. On the plus side, water cooling made it easier for them to fit in to places like bars and cafes.
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+“May I?” Zack asked as he held onto Nathan’s shorts.
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+Nathan, looked down at the blue fox. “Go ahead,” they replied.
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+Zack slowly began to lower Nathan’s shorts down to his knees until it fell to the floor. Soon, the android’s slit was revealed. On the negative side, Model Ts needed to use the bathroom on occasion if they consumed too much. Zack placed his paw up to it and discovered that it was warm.
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+“Is it supposed to be warm?” Zack asked.
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+Nathan nodded. “No sensitive hardware down there!” They explained cheerfully before coming to pause in realization. “...Unless you count the sensors.”
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+Zack’s eyes opened wide as his cheeks turned red in embarrassment. He immediately pulled his paw away and apologized. “Sorry about that!” He said with a slightly higher tone of voice. “I will let you put your pants back on.”
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+“It’s—”
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+“You can get familiar with the house,” Zack added before Nathan could finish his sentence. “I’m going to look over this manual in my room.” He turned towards the living room table and picked up the manual.
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+“That looks heavy,” Nathan replied with a visibly confused look on their face.
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+“I need the workout anyway!” Zack explained with a forced smile while jogging down the hallway and into his room.
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+Nathan stood there as he watched the blue fox make his way into his bedroom. The entire time this was happening the android was trying to figure out if he was lying or not.

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+“You can get familiar with the house,” Zack added before Nathan could finish his sentence. “I’m going to look over this manual in my room.” He turned towards the living room table and picked up the manual.
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+“That looks heavy,” Nathan replied with a visibly confused look on their face.
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+“I need the workout anyway!” Zack explained with a forced smile while jogging down the hallway and into his room.
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+Nathan stood there as he watched the blue fox make his way into his bedroom. The entire time this was happening the android was trying to figure out if he was lying or not. As Zack went into his room, Nathan began to look around the house. They noticed that blue fox’s was one of four rooms. That’s a lot of rooms for a single fox. Nathan shrugged to themselves and kneeled down to grab their shorts and pulled it back up to cover their warm slit once more. 
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+After getting fully dressed again, Nathan decided to do what Zack suggested and get familiar with the home. He looked around the living room. It was simple with a couch and dining room. They turned around, moving the box aside, to see a fairly older model TV. 
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+He walked into the nearby dining room that directly across from the living room. To his left was the kitchen. Both looked out to varies windows with the wining room leading into the backyard. The dining area was small and functional. Nothing too thrilling. Table and seats were made of laminated wood while the seats had cushions. All were a little worn and had likely seen better days, but it looked like Zack tried it’s best to keep it presentable.
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+After checking out the dining room, Nathan walked into the kitchen. Similarly, it was fairly no thrills. They looked over at the fridge and noticed some photos of Zack’s friends and family mixed in with to dos and shopping lists. At the very end of the kitchen was some bendable sliding door, Nathan walked over to them and opened it up. Washer and drier on the bottom with some clothes hanging from above. Finally, Nathan walked into the hallway and checked out the other rooms before opening the door up to Zack’s.
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+He was laying on what appeared to be the bottom of a bunk-bed that looked over to a TV with an all-in-one computer beside it. It was rather messy compared to the rest of the home. His shorts were laying on his floor as he appeared to be in his underwear. Despite it’s best attempts to hide his junk, there was a clear and defined bulge.
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+Nothing in Nathan’s pre-defined programming dictated a need to care about his nether regions. In fact, their knowledge of organics suggested that this was off limits, similar to their own slit. Yet Nathan’s first encounter with Zack suggested otherwise.
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+“Oh, hey,” Zack said with a far more chipper tone than earlier. “What do you think of the place?”
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+Nathan explained their earlier analysis and noted that the house is simple but has noticeable wear to the furniture and tear in some parts. They assumed the home has been around long before their time. Yet the upkeep to the place kept things feeling brand new.
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+“It is an old house,” Zack replied with a soft smile. “My family handed it down to me when I was of age and I’ve lived here ever since.” The blue fox had many fond memories spent with  his family and friends. Many have since moved on but he stayed. Sometimes he thought about moving to the big city and start a new, but he had already lived that experience as a child elsewhere, and he liked it here. Even if he wanted to move today, he had read reports of troubles brewing within the housing market.
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+Nathan curiously looked over at the book under the blue fox. “I see you’re still reading the manual,” they noted.
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+Zack sighed with a defeated look. “It is a lot,” he said while closing it before looking up at Nathan. “According to the manual, those sensors on your groin were meant ward off any prying hands. Why didn’t you refuse when I touched it?”
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+“You are my owner, Zack,” Nathan explained in bewilderment. “If something goes wrong, you need my access. That much I know.”

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+Zack sighed with a defeated look. “It is a lot,” he said while closing it before looking up at Nathan. “According to the manual, those sensors on your groin were meant ward off any prying hands. Why didn’t you refuse when I touched it?”
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+“You are my owner, Zack,” Nathan explained in bewilderment. “If something goes wrong, you need my access. That much I know.”
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+“I guess you’re right” Zack shrugged as he looked down at the massive manual.
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+“Is there anyway I could be of service?” Asked Nathan.
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+Zack looked up at the android and around his room. His pants and sweater he wore earlier to look presentable to the mailman laid on the floor. The rest of his dirty laundry was in the hamper in his closet.
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+“I guess you can start with the laundry,” Zack said. “My dirty clothes on the floor and the rest are in the hamper within the closet beside you.”
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+“And the underwear your wearing?”
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+Zack’s cheeks turned red as he immediately put his paws between his legs. “W-what about it?” He replied with a slight nervousness to stuttered voice.
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+“It has stains,” Nathan added. “And likely needs to be watched.”
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+The blue fox was caught off guard by their assessment. He was initially reluctant to admit that he never wiped after using the bathroom. He had been been alone for a long time until now. But Nathan’s accusations were correct.
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+Zack was taught that computers naturally told the truth – their origins as calculators meant that they needed to – and couldn’t fault Nathan for being so blunt. And yet that didn’t stop him from feeling embarrassed. Zack stood up from his bed. “F… Fine,” the blue fox muttered while he walked to his window to close the blinds.
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+He turned towards Nathan and began to step out of his dirty underwear, revealing his thick, uncut cock. His shaft was met with a sudden gust of cool air as it made it’s way down to his glans that caused a sudden dripping of pre and gasped. Zack covered his crotch with one his paws, picked up his dirty underwear and handed it to Nathan. “Here,” he said while looking down at the floor. “You can start with this. Undershirt stays on.”
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+Nathan was curious about Zack’s reaction. The blue fox had no problem briefly pulling their shorts down to gaze at their slit but seemed to take issue with his being off just for a quick wash. Both functioned similarly: they got rid of waste. Of course, Zack’s did double duty as a means of reproduction, unlike Nathan’s single purpose slit meant only to get rid of extra fluids flowing through is water cooling system. Yet Zack did seem genuinely embarrassed when Nathan told him that they could still feel something down there. It was still a little on the hypocritical side, to say the least, but at least he still complied.
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+As Nathan began to pick up the clothes, Zack let go of his groin to go sit down on his office chair. Shivers ran down his spine as the coolness ran up his body. More pre began to drip out his cock and through foreskin his as it landed on his chair now. He locked his legs again and tried not to focus on his genitals constantly feeling stimulated. He wondered if he still had a fresh pair of underwear in his drawer or if just gave away the last pair as he looked over at Nathan picking up the hamper.
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+“T-Thanks,” he said to the busy fennec.
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+As Nathan soon left with all the dirty clothes, Zack stood up and closed his room’s door and checking the his drawer. Did he give away his last pair? It was empty. Yes. The fox huffed in frustration. Last thing he wanted Nathan to clean up was his his genital fluids. A sock over his cock would have to do.
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+Moments later Zack walked into kitchen as the fennec stood there on stand by. Nathan turned around to see half-naked fox with an apparent sock covering his penis. Though it helped in preventing in any leakage, it made his brown fluffy pubic hairs stand out while only the top portion of his white shaft was visible to see. It was a usual sight to see, and Nathan could help but notice yet another build up of stains.
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+“Should I wash that?” Nathan asked in a rather uncertain tone.
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+“N-no,” Zack replied with yet another stutter as shook his head. “Not everything that’s dirty needs to be washed right away.”