Susan vs The Giant Mechanical Octopus

The O.S.C.A.R. deep sea probe is the pinnacle of technology for robotics, artificial intelligence, and data collecting sensors. It was made by Susan Troi to emulate the form of the ocean's most versatile creature, the octopus.

Now only if Susan could get the damn thing to work.

Staying late to fix O.S.C.A.R.'s buggy programming its lead designer finds herself trapped by the malfunctioning creature. Susan abruptly finds herself the subject of its examinations at it tries to probe every inch of her body with its writhing metal tentacles.

EXCERPT

“You coming?” James asked her, raising his eyebrows.
“Yeah, in a second, I want to make sure everything is ready for tomorrow so we can hit the ground running. Don’t worry I will be along in a few minutes,” she lied. Susan had absolutely zero intent of leaving the lab until her work was done. She was going to track down the problem and fix it even if it meant staying all night. She would probably get done faster alone, she had always worked her best without any distractions.
Susan watched as James used his passkey badge to open the sealed doors and walk into the corridor. Flipping on the security monitors she saw him meet the support staff in the lobby of the research center before they all went to the parking structure. She was alone, time to get to work.
“Let’s see what is making you so crazy,” she said and flipped open the computer interface for system one.
Taking her time she ran the first series of tests and studied each line of the results for anything at all that seemed out of place. Still nothing. She slammed her fist down on the desk. There had to be a better way to do this.
Suddenly she had an idea. Since the problem came when O.S.C.A.R. was in its active state, maybe it couldn’t be replicated while he was idle.
Rushing to the main control next to the pool. She opened the safety cover and ran the start-up sequence. O.S.C.A.R. came to life in sections. First his main water jet whirred to lift him slightly in the pool. Next his arms contracted slightly before extending all the way to gauge the size of its surroundings. They began to leisurely undulate in the water, waiting for stimulus. Finally the large eyes opened, each equipped with illumination for seeing in the pitch dark at the bottom of the sea that was completely unnecessary in the well-lit lab. She considered turning them off but decided against it if she wanted the most real world environment for the test.
The large submarine was completely self-controlled at this point. Its electronic brain was housed in the center of its octopus head, its body packed with sensors and scanners to analyze the data the arms collected. She watched as it moved its tentacles in slow circles, seeking information. The water of the pool rippled at the disturbance as it moved.
Turning her back to O.S.C.A.R. she headed back to the system interface to start running the diagnostic tests. She was so intent on the next step she didn’t hear the dripping water coming off the probe tentacles as they lifted from the lab’s pool, reaching for her.
In a body wrenching jerk Susan felt a powerful mechanical tentacle wrap around her waist and pull her backwards towards the pool. A second tentacle splashed out of the water to wrap around her neck.