Look in the wardrobe. No wait, the autocloset.

You open the door to the closet, belatedly seeing the sign above it that reads “anutocloset”. Within you see female clothes hanging. Batteries. You need batteries for your vibrator… wait, what is that? Something is moving…

You push the clothes aside and stare, naked and ****, your breasts rising and falling as you grow a little afraid. There is a pneumatic hiss as you see mechanical arms on either side of the closet start to move.

They reach out swiftly and grip you firmly. “Please state the nature of your wardrobe emergency,” the AI voice requests.

The robotic arms lift you gently off the floor, spinning you around to face the heart of the Autocloset. The cold metal against your skin sends a shiver down your spine. You look down at your nakedness and realize the irony of your situation—trapped in a robotic wardrobe, searching for a simple battery.