I'm not sure where this story is going to go, so I am open to suggestions and ideas.
I think this needs to be a slow paced piece, so bear with me while I figure out what's going to happen.
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Chapter One
The email almost got deleted without being read, which, when she thought about it later, would have been a shame.
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Saturday morning, 7:15AM Scrolling through her Gmail account, Tammy Grant clicked the check box as she looked at each header.
At twenty-six, Tammy was single again, having broken up with her last boyfriend six months before. At five-ten, she was a tall, full figured girl, not fat, just well fleshed all over. She wore a size twelve in most clothes, but preferred men's Levi's to girl jeans. She could wear a thirty-inch waist comfortably. The thing that attracted men to her was her abundant bosom. She wore a thirty-five EEE bra, and her breasts were full, fleshy mounds that men loved to lavish attention on.
"Spam, spam, spam...more spam." She muttered as she went down the list. She was about to click the select all button and just delete everything, when she notice an email she had already checked.
The header read, 'Custom SexBot, FREE for selected testers. Apply now to see if you qualify!'
She grinned as she read it, then clicked on the email. She was surprised that there were no flashy graphics or blatant sexual banners. There was just a link in the middle of the page.
Her mouse hovered over the link for a moment, debating whether clicking it would result in having her computer taken over by popups, or if she was going to be drawn into a trolling site where her identity could be stolen. She didn't even realize that her finger had pressed the mouse button until the webpage changed.
The page that came up appeared to be an application form. Tammy scanned it quickly, and when she saw that it wasn't asking for detailed personal information, she started filling it out.
Name, address, age, gender, height, weight, measurements, hair and eye color fields were all filled in quickly, and she clicked on the Continue button.
At the top of the next page there was a line of text that read:
Please consider your choices of options carefully. Once submitted, options CANNOT be changed or modified. Your Custom SexBot will be delivered as you specify. Please click on the image to the right to enlarge and review option selections as you configure your Custom SexBot. You may save your application, but it must be completed within forty-eight hours or it will be deleted.
Tammy noticed that there was a blank white box on the right hand side of the screen. On the left side, there was a list of headers with check boxes under them.
Browsing the list of headers, she selected Male, and a figure appeared in the box on the right. She grinned as she selected 6'2" under height. The figured didn't change, so she selected bronze under skin tone. The figure on the right changed to a medium skin tone. Tammy clicked through the other choices, from pale to very dark, and finally returned to the bronze selection.
She ran through the other options quickly, hairstyle: short, hair color: brown, eye color: green, build: trim/muscular.
She smiled as she looked at the image that now filled the box. She clicked on the image, and it enlarged in a popup window. As she moved the mouse around over it, more options appeared.
"Now that is cool." She muttered as she hovered the mouse over the image's chest. A text box instructing her to click the left mouse button for more definition, or the right for less definition appeared.
Clicking the left mouse button, she saw the right side of the chest change. She moved the mouse over to the left side and clicked again, grinning when that side changed too.
"This is going to take all day if I have to do every part one bit at a time." She muttered. She centered the mouse over the chest and clicked the left mouse button. Both sides of the chest changed, and she clicked rapidly several times, laughing as the chest swelled dramatically.
"No, that's too big." She said, clicking the right mouse button. She clicked it again, then a third time. Moving the mouse off the body, she held the left mouse button down and watched the image rotate slowly.
"Yeah, this is gonna take a while." She sighed, getting up and going into the kitchen. Dropping a bagel into the toaster, she got the cream cheese and orange juice out of the fridge and put them on the counter as she waited for the bagel to finish.
When the bagel popped up, she spread cream cheese on it, poured a glass of orange juice and took it all back into the living room. Sitting down in front of her computer, she reviewed what she had done so far.
Now that she felt more comfortable with the interface, she quickly modified the body, rotating it every now and then to check her work. She noticed that as she made changes, more options became available.
She worked steadily, checking and saving her work as she went. Sitting back, she glanced at the clock in the corner of the screen.
"Wow, I've blown the whole morning playing with this thing." She laughed when she saw that it was now almost ten-thirty. "I need to save this page. Even if nothing comes of it, this is a pretty cool new toy."
Spinning the image around, she clicked on the crotch. A popup box appeared with the message: 'Please select options from the Genitals menu.'
"Genitals menu, huh?" She muttered, clicking on a button at the bottom of the screen.
A new list appeared on the left, with the image still on the right. The list showed Penis, Vagina, and Futa, with check boxes under each.
The column under Penis had one column marked Length, with check boxes for sizes from four to fourteen inches, and another marked Girth, with check boxes ranging from narrow to extremely thick.
Tammy did not know what Futa meant, but noticed that there were only three choices under it, Large, Very Large, and Do Not Check This Box without reading disclaimers first. She laughed as she read the last choice, and clicked on it immediately. Another text box popped up to the side, and she scrolled to the bottom and clicked on agree, then screamed when the image on the right changed.
Where there had been an empty space before, there was now an enormous penis dangling between the figure's legs. The head hung below the figure's knee, and Tammy burst out laughing as she stared at it, then slowly rotated the image 360 degrees.
She noticed the word Erection in the lower right corner of the image, with a slider bar under it. The slider was all the way over to the left, so she started moving it slowly to the right. As the slider moved, the enormous penis began rising, and she rotated the image so she was looking at it from a forty-five degree angle, then moved the slider all the way over to the right.
The penis jerked upright, standing out straight from the body. It appeared to be almost two feet long, and the head looked like it was bigger than her doubled fist.
"Holyfuckingshit." she muttered as she moved the image from side to side. "What kind of sick fuck would even think of something like that? There's no way that thing would fit in any opening in the human body."
Moving her mouse over to the left side of the screen, she clicked on the other two choices, shaking her head at the ridiculous size of both. Then she moved the mouse to the penis column, pausing as she thought about what size to choose.
Her first boyfriend had had a short, thin dick, and he never lasted very long. The biggest cock she had seen was just over eight inches long, but had been really thick. The length hadn't been a problem, but the thickness had hurt at first, and she remembered being really sore the next day. She hadn't gone out with that guy again because of that.
She put a check mark in the eight-inch check box, and was about to check the box next to medium under girth when she noticed another column partially covered by the image on the right. She minimized the image and saw a check box marked variable, with a disclaimer under it which read:
'The variable size on the Penis is a new option on our latest series, and is still in beta testing. We are releasing this option on a limited basis, with no guarantee on performance or functionality. Testing has shown that the Penis adjustment during sexual activity can result in unpredictable size increases or reductions. We accept no responsibility for injuries resulting from sudden changes in Penis dimensions during sexual activity. Users may exchange the variable model for a standard model at any time within the first thirty days of use.'
"So, if I'm reading this right, as long as I don't try to adjust the size of the dick while I'm fucking it, everything should be fine." Tammy said, holding the mouse pointer over the variable check box. "This sounds too good to be true. I can have any dick I want, anytime I want. All I have to do is pick which one in advance."
Clicking the box, she moved the mouse pointer down and clicked on the submit button, then leaned back in her chair.
"Too bad I couldn't see what kind of face it was going to have." She said as she got up and headed toward her bedroom. "But it's not like the damn things ever gonna show up anyway."
She didn't notice when the screen went blank for a moment, then a popup box appeared.
'Thank you for completing the application for the Custom SexBot program Tammy Grant. You spent two hundred forty-seven minutes completing your application. We appreciate your time. Your Custom SexBot will be delivered shortly.'
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Saturday evening, 6:50PM "Fuckinghell!" Tammy yelled, tripping over the sill of the shower as she stepped out. The lights had just gone off unexpectedly. She felt her way over to the towel rack and grabbed a towel, then opened the door and stepped out into the hall.
"I am going to tear that dumbass super a new asshole!" She muttered as she walked down the hall, drying herself. She stopped at the breaker panel and opened the door, then flipped the main breaker back and forth twice. The light in the hall came back on, and she went back to her bedroom to get dressed.
"Every week." She said as she pulled a pair of panties and a bra out of a drawer. "The fucking power goes out at least once a week, and I tell that asshole about it. And does he do anything? Of course not!"
She pulled the panties on, then put the bra on quickly. Grabbing a pair of jeans from the closet, she went over to the bed and stepped into them, then sat down and laid back, sucking in her tummy as she pulled the zipper up and buttoned them. Turning back to the closet, she pulled a t-shirt off the shelf and slipped it on.
Going out into the living room, she sat down on the couch and pulled her shoes on, then got up and went back in the bathroom to do her hair.
Running a brush through her short brown hair, she brushed it straight back, then shook her head and finger combed it into place. She didn't bother with make-up, she was just meeting Cheryl and Denise for pizza.
She stopped at the front door and picked up her purse and keys, then unplugged her phone from the charger. As she reached for the knob, there was a knock at the door.
Opening the door, she took a step back when she saw a tall, handsome man standing in the hall.
