Just for a life changing encounter.

“What the fuck?” You yell out both sick of these questions, and frustrated that this thing is acting like you are really about to meet a demoness with a cock.

Sadly you can’t come up with any good thing to type so you simply type first thing that comes to mind: This had better be so good it changes me forever.

The machine stops. You wait for nearly five minutes waiting for another question, or something to happen. “Fucking bullshit.” You yell at the panel and slap the side of the monitor as if that will work. Then to your shock a little panel opens at the bottom of the machine and a little 4” diameter little plastic ball spits out with a crease around it like a gumball machine toy. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” You say as you give the ball a twist and pull off the top. Then you can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of what you find staring up at you from inside the little ball.

There in all it’s glory is a collection of little pieces, 2 arms, 2 legs, a torso, a piece that looks like big bat wings, a tail that is bent to coil around one of the legs, a head, what looks like a tiny open top bag sculpted to look like tiny sex toys hanging out of it, and what looks like a clear plastic shopping bag full of what is obviously supposed to be women’s clothing. The pieces are all meticulously sculpted to have every detail you selected and it is apparently going to be wearing thigh high black platform heel boots and long leather gloves and nothing else. “Yeah. I got fucked.” You say to the tiny doll head and stuff the pieces back into the ball and head for home. You are so pissed as you consider you don’t even know how much money you got scammed, knowing only that you started fucking with the machine by inserting your credit card number, and decide you need a drink.

Never having been one for the bar scene you decide to pick a pizza place you know is open late and sells beer. You walk in and see the sign that pronounces, “Please seat yourself.” And decide to pick a booth in the back where nobody can see you wallow in your misery, and where you can have a tv to yourself so you can change it to something worth watching. You plop down on the bench seat as the cute blond waitress walks up. She is obviously barely 21 with beautiful blue eyes, curly blond hair that falls just below her shoulders, and the deep tan skin of someone that spends most of her time outside. Her body is tight and athletic, with small but nice breasts and long amazing legs. She is wearing a simple blue t shirt with the logo of the place on it, khaki shorts, little white socks, and white tennis shoes. As she walks up you preempt her questions by giving her your order, “I’ll have the tallest glass of bud you have and a small pepperoni pizza, thanks.”

“Sure no problem.” She answers smiling and leaves you to yourself. You pull out the little ball and begin assembling your possibly very expensive little toy. She brings your beer just before you have the thing completed and sees your toy before you see her, “What do you have there?” To your surprise she doesn’t even wait for you to answer and snatches it from you. “Wow big cock. So you like big dicks do you?”

You can’t even think, this cute girl is asking you if you like dick. Frantically you show her the ball it came in and say, “What, no, it was a random toy out of a machine. I was expecting something else.”

She hands it back to you smiling, “Hey, sorry I didn’t mean anything by it.” She pats your arm in reassurance before whispering to you, “I like big dicks too, sexy toy.”

You watch her leave with your mouth open in shock before turning back to the toy and slapping the last piece together to finish it.