Episode 0.5 : Start
The doorbell rang at half-past nine at night. When Alicia opened the door, a large plastic box with a sticker labeled "H-Neural" was standing on a cart at the doorstep.
"Miss Alicia. Delivery for you," a robotic voice rang out. A delivery robot, its humanoid body covered in black carbon fiber and shiny metal, was standing beside the cart. "Can I help you move the item to your apartment?"
Alicia hesitated for a moment, but after she glanced at the box that was larger than the bathtub in her bathroom, she decided that it might be a little too heavy for her to lift on her own.
"Sure, I'll let you in," she said as she stepped aside. The delivery robot lifted the box and walked into the living room, leaving a faint odor of plastic in its wake.
The living room, which was spacious enough to even park full-size pickup trucks in, was almost entirely empty. The walls and the floor were stark white and completely featureless. The only things that decorated the room were a single oversized couch and a giant TV screen that occupied almost an entire wall.
"Where should I leave it, Miss Alicia?" the robot asked, and she pointed to a corner of the living room.
"Over there."
The robot detached the tape sealing the box and folded the flaps, revealing the inside. Inside the box, there was a white capsule-shaped pod, covered in transparent glass. The pod was filled with a pink, gel-like liquid, and a transparent oxygen mask hung from the lid.
As the robot plugged the cables connected to the pod into the power outlets in the wall, a holographic monitor appeared over the machine, showing a booting screen.
"The installation is complete. The unit is fully operational. Please sign here for confirmation of delivery."
The robot showed a touchscreen panel, which contained a contract and a digital pen. Alicia skimmed over the contents, signing her name at the bottom, and the panel glowed blue.
"Thank you for your order. Have a pleasant day."
The robot turned around and left the house.
After the door closed, Alicia's heart began to pound with anticipation. She stared at the pod in silence, her face flushing red.
She'd read all the instructions online, so she knew exactly how to use the machine without any help or tutorials.
According to her memory, the first step was to be completely naked. She first closed all the curtains and turned off the lights, so that no one would be able to see her in her apartment.
She slowly stripped off her clothes, feeling the cool air blowing against her exposed skin. Her skin, smooth and soft, pale as white as virgin snow, began to glow underneath the pale light of the monitor.
Her shirt fell on the ground, revealing her fair shoulders, slender neck, and plump breasts held together by a gray sports bra. Her small cute nipples, shaped like strawberry tips, were poking through the light fabric.
She bent over to remove her tight-fitting, stretchy yoga pants, thin enough to show her small, tight virgin pussy closed tight, without any hint of pubic hair. Her slim thigh gap, so deep it could easily fit a muscular man's fist, was revealed to the cold air.
A faint aroma wafted out from the spot between her thighs, moist with excitement. The sweet, fruity smell, similar to that of a ripe peach, filled the air with its fragrance.
As her yoga pants joined her shirt on the floor, her long, slender legs, looking even longer with the contrast against the bright white marble floor, were left bare.
Then, her sports bra, the last piece of fabric on her body, was pulled over her head. Her breasts bounced free from their tight confinement, her pink nipples pointing stiff and erect. They were not too big, but her round, voluptuous breasts were perfectly proportionate to her small frame, giving her a youthful, feminine appeal.
Completely naked, her skin was emitting a faint white glow in the dark room. She looked like a white marble statue, standing in the middle of the space.
The next step was to wear the oxygen mask. She walked toward the pod, and the transparent lid opened automatically. The mask was hung to the lid of the pod, with a rubber seal designed to cover the entire face and a long hose connecting the mask to the pod.
Alicia held the mask in her hand and gently pressed it against her cheeks and forehead, making sure it was sealed tight. The LEDs embedded in the outline of the mask flickered green as it confirmed the seal was secured.
Her eyes and mouth were completely covered by the clear material, and she was breathing directly from the mask, but it was surprisingly comfortable.
