DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS HEREIN ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18. I do not condone any abuse of any kind IRL, and everything herein is just fantasy. Do not attempt to re-enact anything you read here.
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She was... perfect.
She was exactly as Harald's depravity had designed. When he had sat there, moving sliders, watching the price change, he had discovered to his shock, horror, and subconscious delight that there was in fact no maximum limit. To anything.
Unit 58008 was held in relief, as a shock absorbent gel was perfectly moulded around her. Before he pushed the button on his phone, though, he looked up into those eyes of hers. Unlit. Blank. Yet somehow, he could swear, she was already watching him.
With a single press of a button, Harald's life changed forever. If he had only known just how much it would change.
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Unit 83-58008 had been designed to exacting specifications. Vega Corporation took pride in delivering exactly what their customers wanted, even if they didn't know what they wanted themselves. At exactly 8 feet tall, the unit's body was almost impossibly proportioned. Impossible for others, perhaps, but Vega Corporation found a way to make the impossible happen. Always.
The unit's breasts were simply titanic. The human breast size system would be rendered farcical by their sheer mass. Even if the unit was proportioned for a 6 feet tall woman, they would be the largest breasted woman alive. As the giantess it was, they were almost too large for the human mind to truly grasp. Indeed, just keeping them both in his vision at once was making Harald cross-eyed.
Its midsection was plump, filled out in all the right places to seem both svelte as well as soft, the body type of a professional cuddler. The hips, almost by design necessity, were far wider than Harald's shoulders. Indeed, its thighs were each almost as wide as his whole body. Vega could no doubt have found a way to make smaller thighs work, but Harald was much happier with this. The rest was, as of yet, left to default settings, but easily customizable. Facial structure, hair, everything was a simple process to change.
Stepping out of the mould effortlessly, sending Harald stumbling back in surprise at the sudden movement, unit 83-58008 went through a facade of warm up routines, and a holographic projection appeared in front of its "face", projected from the now blue-glowing eyes which Harald could not look away from.
At blinding speed, lines of code and loading bars flashed past, yet unit 83-58008 seemed to be already moving. She... it... closed with Harald, and it was only as she loomed over him that the differences between them were made apparent. What had seemed fantastical on a monitor screen, when converted to reality, was now a little frightening.
The projection stopped, buzzed, flickered for a moment, and then presented something. Unit 83-58008 leaned in closer, and Harald backed himself up against the wall of his garage. The massive breasts below its face grew closer and closer, and Harald found himself trapped as the robotic face leaned in to his... bringing the projection into view.
A license agreement.
He glanced down at his phone, nearly pinned to the wall now, and read, 'Please read through and agree to the terms of the Vega Corporation License Agreement to Android Ownership.'
Inches from his face, the robotic visage projected a light blue screen at a perfect distance for him to read it. Somehow, it knew exactly how close to get so he could read it. "License Agreement to Android Ownership" it began, and despite the awkward situation, he recognized his own foolishness. It had just been getting closer so he could read it. Of course. Those massive breasts hung so close to him now he could feel the friction in the air between them and his forearms.
Harald tried to ignore it. His eyes soon flitted over the first few lines of the agreement, behind which, a pair of soft, blue, glowing eyes poured into his. Try as he might, his eyes glazed over slightly, drawn into those two blue beacons as the text scrolled past, drawn to those as far more interesting than the spurious legalese.
'You forfeit all rights to... You shall be held liable and responsible for... All androids purchased will supplant authority to...'
Harald kept finding those blue orbs distracting him as increasingly stuffy language swept past his vision at a speed just a little faster than he would have liked for reading. If only he could focus. The words, though, seemed deliberately designed to obfuscate meaning -- as every legal contract is. Gaps between the words seemed to form pretty patterns to his increasingly bored, vulnerable mind, and as he blinked he could swear he saw the same patterns burned into his eyes.
'Vega Corporation retains the rights to your rights, and all rights will become their rights...'
Openly yawning, he let his eyes droop as the minutes passed, and never seemed to feel the need to move from his rather exposed and trapped position against the wall. Indeed, he seemed more than happy to simply bask in the blue glow as text swept over his eyes, faster and faster.
Only the occasional string of words caught his eye now, 'experimental design... customized assets... not responsible for...' and so on. Just as he felt exhaustion overcoming him, it was over. Or rather, it had reached the end. Article 211.29.
'Please touch here if you agree to the terms as laid out above.'
Unsure what to do, he looked at his phone, a little surprised to see the battery life had drained quite significantly as he had stood there. Had he really been standing there that long?
"Um..." he began, before allowing his eyes to focus once more, re-reading.
'Please touch here if you agree...'
Where was "here" he wondered? Immediately, a cacophony of boyish answers sprung to mind. Increasingly, those answers grew louder as he scanned around for any obvious alternative. Then it hit him. Touch "here". Literally.
He swallowed audibly, and his fingertip moved silently up to the projection, growing closer and closer to it, and in turn, her... its face.
Eyes fixed on the word "here", highlighted in a lighter blue against the darker reface, it was somehow more difficult than he anticipated.
It wasn't too late. He could send it back. Maybe. Maybe they would refund him, even partially. There was something in the back of his mind reeling. It was too much. This was too much. Too much for one person. To have everything you ever wanted at your fingertip.
Those eyes glowed.
" here "
It was as if she spoke the word herself. "Here", she beckoned, "here". Ghostly, faint, the voice seemed to tickle at the very edge of his consciousness.
His finger drew closer and sweat beaded on his brow. Dare he? More importantly, an increasingly stiffening part of his rapidly traitorous body asked, dare he not?
No longer focusing on the word, his eyes were on hers now. Between those and his cock, they were doing the thinking for him now.
He snapped his finger back too late, as the word "here" flashed, and suddenly the glowing blue light of her eyes died out, and he was left in total darkness. The light in the garage wasn't on, and he had been standing there so long the sun had set.
