I’d been sitting on the couch playing video games late into the evening when the doorbell rang.

Opening it all I could see was the crate that took up the entire door. Before I could even ask what was going on the delivery guy began pushing the crate onto my small, one bedroom apartment.

“Where do you want it. Boss?” The guy asked as I stumbled out of the way.

“This has gotta be some mistake, I’m not expecting a package like this.” I say but he waves a clipboard in my face.

“You Jason Monroe?” He asks showing me the delivery slip.

“Yeah, but…”

“Then this is yours, sign here.” Here cut me off before I could finish.

“I didn’t order this.” Tried to explain.

“Look pal, I just deliver it. It’s your name and your address, so it’s your problem. If you wanna return it, call the company.” He points to a phone number on the side of the crate. “Now please sign the slip so I can leave.”

I signed it, not knowing what else to do.

Calling the number, I was greeted with an automated message…

Thank you for calling CyberLife and congratulations on receiving your CyberLife Universal Entertainment, Service, and Pleasure Companion. We are unable yo take your call, but will call you back as soon as possible. Until then please make full use of your companion! Thank you and have a wonderful day!

I sigh and open the crate and finally gaze upon you. Standing over six feet tall, with bright red hair, and a figure that I can only describe as cartoonishly hourglass. Large watermelon breasts, wide hips leading to thick thighs that taper into slender legs alluding to an ass of epic size and shape, and full pouty lips. You’re in a crop top that reads “I’m yours, Use Me!”, and a pair of booty shorts that look painted on.

Additionally a closet like compartment of alternate clothes, all seeming like costumes a stripper or pornstar would wear to play a role is next to you. A cop, nurse, maid, sundress, wedding dress, nun outfits, teacher/businesswoman (complete with glasses), catholic schoolgirl and matching cheerleader outfit, and some goth like black clothing.

The manual explained you were preset-up to provide the ‘girlfriend’ experience but that requesting alternative modes was simply a matter of asking.

It also claimed that you could change your skin and hair color as well as personality just as easily.

Guess I can’t return you, I might as well enjoy.