An Android of Your Own

“Jon, can you get that?” Ashley’s voice emerged from the bathroom as the doorbell rang. With a groan, you put the video game you were playing on pause and run quickly to the door, certain that it was the courier with yet another parcel for your girlfriend. You yank the door open and gaze out into the street, but you don’t see anything.

“Good afternoon, Sir.” A little voice from the ground draws your eyeline downwards. Kneeling before you is a beautiful girl of ambiguous race clad in a pair of lacy black lingerie. Her heavy breasts jiggle lightly in her unpadded brassiere with every breath she takes. Her hands are folded neatly on her lap. Her hair is a sleek and shiny black. She is breathtaking.

“What the fuck. What the fuck?” You are not a wordsmith. You are also horrified at what the neighbors might think if any of them were to witness this strange scene. She smiles lightly and neutrally at you.

“I am an ‘X-BOT 45 (PLEASURE MODEL)’ android.” She taps her left temple and it glows with a little blue, circular light. “An order was placed by a Ms. Ashley. I believe she is to be my mistress. May I please enter, Sir?”

You nod, and she hands you a leash attached to a slim collar around her neck, which you only notice now. You take it and lead her in, slamming the door shut. She crawls alongside you as you settle back on the couch, your video game firmly forgotten. You demand answers from the stunning creature before you, which she provides in a sweet and lilting voice.

“Eighteen days ago, at 4:12 a.m. on the 20th of April, Ms. Ashley placed an order for me on the X-BOT website. She input my measurements and selected my initial personality traits. I am to be a submissive sexual being and to obey all orders without question. I am to cook and clean and take care of all your general household needs. I am to be an intelligent conversation partner and a discrete confidante. I am self-sustaining, and my code is to evolve over time to reflect my owners’ desires both sexually and otherwise. However, if my evolution is not satisfactory, I may be rebooted to an earlier back-up and I must comply. I must repeat all command codes to my owners when requested to do so. If damaged whether accidentally or otherwise, I am covered by a five-year warranty but will take a week to be repaired to my original condition. Have I satisfactorily answered your queries?”

“Do you have a name?” You ask.

“Ms. Ashley elected to leave that field blank. I am ready to register a new name at your convenience.”

“And you must do everything I ask?”

“That is correct, Sir.”

You ponder over her words, then decide to ask how much she’d cost. The android shakes her head and tells you that under the special instructions field, your girlfriend had made a request forbidding the android from divulging that information. Clearly, she must prioritize the commands of her purchaser. You sigh at the android as she continues looking at your quizzically with her blue eyes. She feels almost human, and your mind whirls with the purpose of Ashley’s lavish purchase. The thought of Ashley and the android engaging in some good old-fashioned lesbian sex makes your nether regions engorge. You get ready to give the android her first command.