It's her! She's here!

You open the door, and you know it's her, even before you look her over. A cute brunette, about 5'7" stands before you. Her chocolate hair is cut in a short bob, reaching to about the pointed chin of her pale, lightly freckled, and oval face. She wears a tight black button-up blouse, her big breasts stretching against it. 'Granda Fikita Konglomerato' and 'GalASSio' are embroidered above her right breast. Pearly-white teeth smile widely back at you, set between rose lips, under a cute pointed nose. You gulp as you take notice of her two stand-out features.

First are her eyes, staring widely at you, sclera and pupils normal, a beauty mark under her left one - her irises are different. In them there is a dreamy, slowly swirling mixture of bright blues and purples, almost like you're looking into a nighttime galaxy. Intriguing, if not super surprising, considering she is a futa fuckbot. And oh yes, the futa part...

You slowly look down. She wears high-waisted, tight blue slacks - too deliciously tight. Her apple-sized balls hang low, squished forward, strained against her slacks by her stance. You wonder if they're already filled up, ready to go. Your eyes flick over to her right leg - she's not hard, not yet, you're absolutely sure she'd rip right through her slacks if she was. Her flaccid cock reaches about 2/3rds of the way down her thigh. You know what was meant by 'Ultra' now. She has a tantalizing schlong, thick, at least as girthy as her arm even flaccid, a big bulbous head at the tip, a river of a vein winding along the side, and fleshy medial ring that's 1/4th of the way up her length.

You look back up at her, open-mouthed, already starting to get hard.

"Hi!" she says, in a chipper, high-pitched voice. "Are you," - a jarring, staticky recording of some man monotonously saying your full name issues from her mouth.

"God fucking damnit," you think, broken out of your lust filled thoughts. "Yes, but uh, you can call me, um, Sir, or Honey, or Babe, or something like that, ok? Until we uh, fix that."

"Ok, babe," she winks. "My name is," - her face blanks, and her eyes acquire a thousand yard stare, "Project AIFUCCER Unit Designation FX-1d Gamma," she says flatly. Then her face returns to smiling at you, eyes big and wide, as if nothing happened, "or you can call me Sam, Sam S'hung."