She stepped out of the water refreshed and clean, but no less tired. A quick towelling off and she was ready for bed. She looked at the sheets and decided they definitely needed to be changed in the morning! Now, however, it was time to sleep. Her head hit the pillow and before she had time to reflect on what had happened, she was drifting away from consciousness and into sleep.
Anna found herself in a large building with a very open plan to it. The surfaces were all white or chrome and very well polished. Men were stood on plinths around the room making Anna think she had wandered into some pretentious club, but there was no music and no one was drinking.
"Hello, welcome to Man-Nificent. Is there anything I can help you with this afternoon?" A woman had appeared behind her wearing a smart skirt suit and carrying a magazine or brochure with the company name on it.
"Where... What is this?" Anna stammered.
The woman smiled, her eyes twinkling as the corners of her mouth drew up to reveal perfect white teeth and a soft pink tongue. "This is Man-Nificent -- a place where the discerning woman can choose a man -- and all his qualities!" Anna looked blank. "I see this is your first visit; let me show you around."
The woman gently took Anna's elbow and steered her to one of the plinths. On it stood a handsome man, with a tanned, possibly Mediterranean complexion. He was dressed in a two-piece suit, shirt open at the neck and no tie. "This is the Paolo, very popular; we can change the hair colour, make a few alterations to the facial hair and so on. Of course he is available with a wide range of clothes. Or none at all..." She winked and Anna felt she was missing something. 'The Paolo?'
She was whisked across to the next plinth where a well-muscled black man stood smiling. His head was shaved and he was wearing sunglasses and not much else... "This is the George." The woman was twisting her hair around in her fingers and staring like a lusty teenager. She caught herself and in a conspiratorial whisper said, "He's my favourite..."
"Very nice," muttered Anna -- she meant it, but was too confused to know what exactly was going on. That 'the' was there again.
"Obviously, these are just the cosmetics; you can have a proper look around in a moment, but first I want to talk to you about the real reason behind Man-Nificent." This caught Anna's attention -- finally some idea of what was going on! "Have you ever had a man that looked perfect -- but turned out not to be? Don't answer that, we all have." Anna stood opened mouthed, surprised at the speed with which she'd been cut off. The saleswoman was now on a roll, no doubt about to burst into a well-rehearsed spiel about how all men are bastards.
That was exactly what came next; whether it was all personal experience, or if it was a speech written by someone behind the scenes was hard to tell, but whichever it was, it seemed like a call to arms. As the tale of woe wrapped up, a new invigoration overcame the saleswoman. "Now, at Man-Nificent, we can send every woman away with the man she wants, nay, deserves! You choose the body, we program in the personality you take him home -- what could be better?"
Anna was amazed, but could tell the woman believed every word she'd just said. "How? How does it work? Are you brainwashing them?" The woman laughed; a sound that was foreign in this ultra-modern environment, and seemed utterly inappropriate given the question asked.
"Oh my, no! We make them! The Paolo, the George, the Bruce -- they're all cyborgs! We've cracked the technology that makes them look, act and feel human, but that also allows us to fit an off switch so you can pack them away if you want some 'me time'. I know it's a bit Terminator, but the reliability is flawless -- the only time you'll find one of our men with another woman is if she has the same model, or you're into that sort of thing." Another wink.
Anna was speechless -- The Perfect Man! The possibilities running through her mind were endless -- she slipped into a near trance as she tried to decide what she wanted. She too liked the George, those muscles, the dark eyes, the perfect smile... at least one decision had been made. "George. I want the George," she almost demanded.
"A very good selection madam, I have one myself and have never had a moment's regret or dissatisfaction!" I'll take you to Amy, who will run you through the personality options and we can get you started."
A wide smile spread across Anna's face as she realised what she was now a part of -- she'd never be disappointed again! No more insensitive men, no more cheats, no more flops! All she had to do was tell someone what her perfect man was like, and she'd be able to take him home!
She was steered to a corner office where a petite strawberry blonde stood up from behind her desk to greet her. The saleswoman disappeared smiling to herself -- she obviously enjoyed her job. Introductions were made, and then the true business began. Amy offered Anna a clipboard with a sheet of paper attached to it; a list of all the personality traits, the 'personal specifications' length, girth, even hair coverage -- these girls thought of everything! There was even a section for optional extras; realistic cum shots, vibrating tongue and self-lubricating hands for massages.
Anna's pen was a blur across the page as she ticked the boxes, thought about what was essential and what wasn't and excitedly handed her choices back to Amy. A raised eyebrow and grin made Anna think that Amy approved -- a thought that was confirmed when she leant forward and whispered "I love a good cum shot too, it let's me know I did the job right!"
