She passed by the door yet again. Janelle was always anxious after ordering things online, but she normally didn’t pace. Her impatience had gotten the best of her. What she ordered had been something she’d had her eye on, but she was too scared to pull the trigger. Every time she thought she might so many things got in the way. Too broke. Too paranoid about the packaging. Too whatever.
Janelle was not one to invest in sex toys often. When she was eighteen, she’d walked into a Spencer’s and purchased her first vibrator. It was standard. A soft pink vibe that she had to turn the dial for more intensity. After she’d lost her virginity in college, she’d bought her first dildo. A modestly sized but realistic dildo that brought her to orgasm for many years. For nearly eight years, she didn’t buy anything else until her beloved vibrator died. Janelle upgraded to a rechargeable one, and she fell in love instantly. Finally, her last investment was a bigger, thicker dildo. Her first one was a meager seven inches compared to the ten incher.
But this new toy was something she’d only dreamt of buying. In late-night, drunken conversations with her friends, they would guffaw over the advancements in toys. They reminisced over watching Real Sex and hearing about true-to-life sex dolls. And upon further research, they realized they had come so much further. They didn’t look lifeless anymore. The dolls actually looked human, completely customizable down to the very last details. It was a good thing Janelle was hesitant to buy at first because it gave her enough time to figure out just what she wanted.
Finally, the knock on the door came, and she tried not to rush to the door. She didn't want to seem too eager. Truth was, Janelle was itching to get the box in the house. The exchange took all of five minutes. The delivery man wheeled in the large box, made a quip about it being something special, asked Janelle to sign, and went on his way as soon as she had. When the door was shut, she locked up everything. She didn't plan on opening the door for quite a while. Possibly for days.
Janelle circled the large box, fingers brushing over the outer cardboard. A knife sat on the side table by the couch, and she grabbed it after a moment. Carefully, she sliced parts of the box so she could simply peel it away from the box underneath. Then she did the same with the shinier cardboard. The packaging had been absolutely discreet. The only way to tell what was inside was the company's logo printed onto the box, but even then, the name gave nothing away. Of course, a quick Google search would reveal all the answers. Janelle continued her ritualistic unboxing, and it was not long before the lifelike male was standing before her. The model she'd ordered was already dressed. A nice plaid shirt and jeans.
Finding the instruction manual, she began to read on how to get the thing started. He was the best money could buy. He was everything she wanted in a lover, and the best part was she could turn him off should he get on her nerves. Sleep was considered recharging. He even came with a solar option. As long as he was exposed to light, he never had to be turned off except for monthly updates. Janelle already planned to do those while she was on her period.
Programming had taken longer than she initially wanted, but she wanted him to be absolutely perfect in every way. Once finished, she sat back to fully admire him. Janelle had been so engrossed in preparing him that she hadn't really taken his features in. Fuck he was beautiful. Compared to her five-foot frame, he was a good foot taller than her. His chest wasn't exactly the broadest, but he wasn't scrawny either. She knew underneath his clothes was a rather fit physique. Again, not too muscular. Then came the light dusting of hair on his chest. It matched the dark brown hair on his head, arms, and pubic area. She'd asked for him to be neatly trimmed. Stepping up to him, she ran her hands over his body. He was still powered down so he would not respond to any stimulation. Her hands roamed over his stomach, and she could feel his abs underneath his shirt. They went lower before she dipped her hands into his pants. There she found what she was truly looking for.
She held his cock in her hands. Part of her wanted to take it out for closer inspection, but she wanted it to be a surprise. For nearly six months she had been dreaming up their first encounter. She didn't want to spoil it because of her curiosity so she went by feel. Janelle was very impressed by what she found. Her small hand barely fit around his cock. Her thumb did not meet her fingertips. He wouldn't be the biggest thing she'd had in her pussy, but he would do quite nicely. Then came the length. One of his main features was that he could extend his cock should she ask. When hard, it measured eight inches by default. When extended, it would grow to twelve. She'd asked specifically for that. With her past toys, ten had been the biggest If she was going to have him for a long time, she was going to break the record. His girth would even expand but only by one more inch.
The debate of foreskin had been tough. She'd been with men who weren't very hygienic so her instinct was to do without. But, as her friends pointed out, he was not really a man. He was a machine, and she could always clean up after herself. She could, at the very least, take him into the shower at times. As she explored his cock, she smiled as she touched the foreskin. She would enjoy playing with it. After all, the company raved about how their dolls could feel pleasure themselves. Her hand slipped around to his backside. It was a nice size for a man. Janelle was happy with her purchase so far, and she was sure she would not regret it.
"Michael, power on," she said as she stepped back from him.
There was a slight whirring noise as he powered up. It looked as if life had been breathed into him. His skin no longer looked cold and lifeless. His chocolate brown eyes blinked a few times, his head moving to find the voice. When those eyes landed on her, he smiled happily. "Good evening, Janelle." He came with several accents. She'd chosen British. It had always turned her on the most.
Her heart beat wildly in her chest as she watched him move off his charging frame. "Shall I help you move my frame later?"