"Make sure you get this right. Once you have completed her creation that is all you can do." The man had said as I handed him several thousand dollars. I'd already heard the speech several times and wasn't particularly interested in hearing it again. This wasn't my first time at Hentai Hotties anyway. I understood exactly what was going to happen when I stepped into the booth. I think it's important that I explain to you exactly what Hentai Hotties is.
In the near two thousand fourteen a man a German scientist completes the first completely functional android. A robot with biological components, nearly indistinguishable from real people. They could be designed on step at a time and completely programmed. The United Nations immediately banned their use for military purposes and the project lost all funding until a man who's real name has been lost to history but who is affectionately called Dr. Ecchi came up with the idea of letting men program their own sex dolls. The rest as they say is history.
Right now I'm sitting in a booth in the middle of creating the perfect woman and I do mean perfect. She has long lithe legs that almost seem too lengthy for her body. They look even longer in the high heels that she'll always be wearing. She has a slender waist, again impossibly so but the physics of bone don't apply to composite plastic. No real woman was ever quite so slender, if she did exist she certainly didn't have a set of completely natural double D tits. She doesn't look underweight though, there is enough meat on her bones to keep her ribs from jutting out like they did on some models in the last century. This isn't a real woman in that sense and I don't want a real woman. I want something better than nature intended.
That's why I didn't choose from the standard mundane hair colors when I made her. I went with an anime favorite of aquamarine and I matched her eyes to it nearly perfectly. Bee stung lips permanently rouged sat on her face as well and they were continually twisted into a predatory sneer. You could tell just by looking at this woman what was on her mind. She was after one thing and only one thing. Cock. Her eyes told the same story, glistening with mischief as soon as she spotted a man.
Of course that was the benefit of getting to program her personality as well. It was something I've learned over the Dolls I've programmed they aren't just for sex. No matter what we might think they are more than that, they learn and grow and become our companions. I'm not religious, I don't believe in souls or fate or God, but I know beyond a doubt that if such a thing as a soul exists we have created beings that possess them. Of course she's no good if she's not sexual but I need someone to talk to as well. I know what I'll put into her.
She's sexy and adventurous, she'll push me to new heights. She likes, anal, oral and doing it in public view. She's not bisexual, that's boring she's a trisexual, I don't need to explain that do I? She's more than that though she's intelligent to. I downloaded fifty years of comics and video game knowledge into her, along with several random pools of knowledge and interest that I won't know until I figure them out.
