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Thank you for your order! Your witchy robo-sluts shall be arriving in three business days, so please be patient.

Three days later, you were napping in your room when the doorbell rang. Racing downstairs, you opened the door to find a deliveryman with two large boxes behind him being carried by some movers.

"Uh, delivery for Mr. Meyer?" he said, reading off the clipboard.

"It's spelled M-A-Y-E-R, actually." you answered while taking the clipboard and signing your name.

"Yes, apologies." the deliveryman corrected himself as the movers took the boxes inside and laid them down on the ground, before taking out some Swiss army knives to cut them open. "Enjoy your purchases sir."

As the men left, you were left alone in your living room with the two robo-sluts you ordered still in their boxes.