Building the Perfect Woman

 
She came in several large cardboard boxes. Although the advertisement in the men’s magazine assured me that she was easy to assemble, there was a hardback book with 200 pages of instructions. The boxes were numbered and the book was packed at the top of the box numbered 1.

The front jacket read:

READ ME FIRST!

YOUR NEW GIRL MAY NOT WORK CORRECTLY

IF YOU DON’T READ INSTRUCTIONS FIRST!

 
I took their word for it. Considering how much I had just paid to get her, I wasn’t about to mess this up. Moreover, I had read on the Internet that this was absolutely true. The reviews had vaguely alluded to bad results if the instructions weren’t followed to the letter.
The instructions were specific and promised a very real-looking girl when I was done. I was so excited that I read through the book at a speed I didn’t know was possible for me. I promise, I did try to read it slower and catch the details, but I kept seeing and feeling what it was going to be like fucking this beautiful girl bot. Anyway, needless to say, after about ten minutes of sincerely trying to read through the material, my cock was so excited that I threw down the book and began tearing into the first box.
 

Putting the Pieces of the Perfect Woman Together

 
The manufacturer must have known this would happen, because there were instructions with every piece. I pulled the legs, arms and torso out first. It looked like the robot in that movie that went back in time to chase a woman. I carefully connected everything. I can’t say I was disappointed at this point. No, I guess I was intrigued. I wondered how this steel skeleton with no head was going to end up looking like a real woman.
The joints looked like they actually functioned as such and there were wires and pulleys that looked like they might work as muscles and ligaments. Between her legs was the most important part, wasn’t it? Laughing, I was at least not kidding myself. I wanted to make sure that there was enough room in her vajayjay to slide my cock in. After all, this was a sex toy. A very expensive sex toy, but a sex toy all the same. I couldn’t be sure by just looking, so I put my hand up between the legs and felt around where I thought all the action would be.

At the moment my hand slid inside the skeleton torso, I could have sworn I heard a voice from the unopened box say softly, “Not yet. Hold your cum longer.”
It was so quiet that I could almost convince myself I was just hearing things. She had whispered to me, however. Jumping back, I  jerked my hand away. I sat on the sofa for several minutes wondering if I should continue building the bot. More than a little unnerved, my curiosity -and my cock- soon got the better of me.
 

Making it Realistic

 
I opened the next box. It had a large bottle labeled Bot 2023 Skin. Apparently, I was to cover the torso, arms, and legs in the solution. Then I was to attach the head and cover the neck in the Bot Skin. After that, I had to wait until it dried and hardened. I was already hard and struggled to keep my hand off my dick and wait to cum. Was she already a cocktease? I set off to open the last box, which I presumed held the head. I was shaking as I cut through the packing tape and saw her face.
Even though she was still in parts, she was stunningly beautiful. She really was going to be my perfect woman. I carefully pulled her head out of the box. Those eyes mesmerized me. Two beautiful, bright blue orbs looked right at me. As I examined her mouth, I was taken by her full lips. I couldn’t wait to kiss them. Her long blond hair was in a pony tail. I was surprised to find the hair was not a wig but was actually attached to her head.
I was getting really spooked holding her body-less head in my hands, so I quickly locked it in place on the torso. To get rid of the crease, I slathered in the Bot Skin, a gel specially made for my perfect woman.
The next instructions told me that while the Bot Skin was hardening, I was to decide on her name. Did I want her to be strict or more sensual? I was shocked and excited by the next instruction. It said that, after the Bot Skin dried, which would happen quickly, I was to put a drop of my cum in the palm of her hand. Wow!
 

Is She Mine or Am I Hers?

 
Putting my cum into her hand would instill in her who her owner was. Reading the instructions made my cock jump to attention. I didn’t need any other encouragement. I started stroking slowly and then got faster as I looked at her and thought about everything we were going to do together and I came quickly. Still cumming, I scooped up a drop and put it in the palm of her hand.
A second later, her hand grabbed my finger and her head turned towards me. It scared the shit out of me and I scrambled to get away. I looked into her face and saw that she looked totally real. Too real. She looked ALIVE! She gave me a slow sexy smile, licked her palm with her long pink tongue and said, after that, “Hey, baby.”
 

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