Delivery

Why should you come to her when she should come to you? She's going to be your busty, alien **** after all. You make my decision and eagerly await the arrival of your new plaything.

You spend the next few days making sure everything is ready for Starfire's arrival. And by that, you mostly mean you got her some sexy clothes for her to wear for you. You covered all your bases: sexy lingerie, sexy costumes, sexy clothes to just wear around the house, which mostly consists of tube tops and booty shorts, with the occasional yoga pants thrown in there too.

Three days have come and gone, and the time is finally here. You hear the doorbell ring and you run to the door. Standing there is the delivery guy standing next to a big box. Big enough to fit a human, or a sexbot. You signed everything that needed to be signed and the delivery guy wheeled it in using his dolly. He leaves you alone with the box. You grab a crowbar you had outside and pried it open. There she is, in the same outfit from the cartoon, although the top seems to be straining a bit with her more impressive rack.

OK, you have her. What should you do now?