Allen walked into his apartment and tossed a jacket onto the back of the couch. The flat wasn't large, just an open living room and kitchen with a tiny bedroom and bathroom, but it was immaculately clean with every item in its place, the floor mopped and even the few shelves with a handful of knickknacks he had collected dusted and neatly arranged. The Sani-bot had even cleaned the windows so that he had a perfect view out across the narrow alley to the mirrored windows of the apartment block across the way.
"How was your day!"
Allen looked up and watched as Nadaline padded into the living room and marveled at the sound of her bare feet on the polished fake wood floor as much as the sight of her naked body. Nadaline was tall and slim with bright red hair, milky skin, small B cup breasts with dark brown areolas and only a tiny landing strip of hair above the crease of her sex. She came up to within arms reach of Allen with her head cocked slightly to the side and a small smile on her lips while he pondered the perfection of her form.
"Hobbs, end Girlfriend," Allen said.
Nadaline dissolved in a thousand fractals of light without ever altering her small smile.
Allen took a deep breath and walked over to sit on the couch and glanced around his tiny apartment, his gaze lingering on the silver head band that was resting on the coffee table in front of him.
His workday had been more stressful than usually but not necessarily for anything related to work. There had been more discussions of human level AI taking over his position but he still doubted that the programs no matter how good could match a real person's intuition and creativity when it came to network troubleshooting. There were just too many ways a human could fuck things up for a computer to ever anticipate and fix all of them.
Maybe it was just that he couldn't face the very real possibility of being automated out of a job and having to live on the governments Basic Living Stipend, loose his tiny apartment and be forced into a government provided concrete cube a quarter the size.
To become one more of the billions of useless drones with no purpose and no future.
But what had troubled him the most was his new coworker and next door neighbor, Aulani.
"Hobbs, new Girlfriend please," Allen said after several minutes, "Polynesian, five five, black hair..."
A two dimensional image began to form of a woman standing in the center of the living room with caramel skin and long dark black hair.
"Ahhh, skin tone maybe a little lighter..." Allen said as he stared at the apparition, "Oh, and beer please."
"Of course," a disembodied male voice said before a Sam-bot popped out of a recessed closest to fetch and carry a beer over to him.
"Face a bit more oval... and a little taller..." Allen mused, "Her breasts are smaller, closer to B cup... and her hair is shoulder length and a light brown, not black."
"I'm sorry Allen, the description you are giving has fallen within a ten percent match of an actual acquaintance of yours and per the Privacy Act of 2098 no virtual girlfriend can be that of an actual..."
"Hobbs, Cobra Effect," Allen cut in.
The disembodied voice cut off suddenly with a small squelch of static, the completely illegal hack he had installed in his apartments AI taking effect and then chuckled to himself. Allen grimaced at the irony of his stupid computer AI figuring out that he was creating a virtual girlfriend of his new neighbor and coworker before he even had even made the connection for himself.
"Hobbs, do you have images of Aulani from inside the building?" Allen asked.
"Yes, the most recent image time stamp is from yesterday, Thursday May nineteenth at eigh..."
"Please use that image to model the new Girlfriend," Allen cut in.
The image standing in his living room shifted slightly but not by much. A cream blouse and bright yellow slacks suddenly appeared at the same time the skin tone darkened almost imperceptibly. Aulani's hair grew by an inch, her nose broadened slightly as her eyes tilted up at the corners, her figure shrinking by several inches as her bust grew smaller but fuller for her shortened stature. Allen stared at the obvious points of Aulani's nipples poking at the fabric of her blouse and licked his lips in nervous anticipation.
"Hopps, nude please," Allen said with a slight tremor in his voice.
"I am sorry Allen, I have no images of Ms Palakiko and would be forced to extrapolate based on observ..."
"Extrapolate," Allen cut in.
Aulani's clothes dissolved leaving her image standing in his living room naked, Allen's eyes drawn to her very prominent and very dark nipples before glancing down at her full bush of dark pubic hair.
"Hopps, waxed please," Allen murmured and watched as Aulani's pubic hair dissolved to reveal the crease of her sex.
Allen licked his lips and glanced again at the silver band sitting on the coffee table before reaching out to pick it up and slip over his head.
"Ok, Hobbs, please use this for the VRG template," Allen said a bit breathlessly.
The image of Aulani vanished and Allen glanced at the door of his bedroom when it opened only moments later. Aulani walked through the door and gave him a mischievous grin while she held out her arms and glanced down at her naked body.
"I knew you were good, but I never guessed you were this good," Aulani said in a voice that perfectly matched what Allen recalled right down to her lilting accent.
"Huh?" Allen said in surprise.
"Isn't this a little naughty?" Aulani asked and reached up to roll and pinch her prominent nipples, "A little hack like your 'Cobra Effect' could get you in serious trouble if someone found out."
Virtual Reality Girlfriends could develop a sort of a personality over time if a person actually interacted with them enough, the AI learning and adapting, but Allen had never heard of a VRG behaving in a way remotely like what this Aulani was when first activated.
"Cat got your tongue, Allen?" Aulani asked and let her fingers stray across her smooth mound, "Why do men always like women to look like little girls?
"Women have hair between their legs!" Aulani continued, "Hobbs, use my image 1296 alpha 12 and update."
Allen's eyes bulged as he watched the 3d Aulani change slightly, her nipples becoming even larger to cover a third of each of her breasts, those same breasts a little smaller and more conical in shape and a trimmed triangular patch of hair appearing above her mound.
"Hobbs, freeze VRG and run diagnostics!" Allen said when he finally managed to find his voice.
"I'm sorry, the VRG Aulani has been password protected," the tenor voice said.
"What?" Allen said in amazement, "Who?"
"Maybe you aren't that good after all," Aulani said with a grin and walked over to sit next to Allen.
He tried not to flinch when she reached out long, delicate fingers to stroke along his chin, the silver band supplying his mind with the physical sensation of being touched that the illusionary if all to perfect hologram could not give.
