It was 2089 and the sex industry was absolutely thriving with the revolutionary creation of “love bots” an android that could do everything normal androids could but were built for sexual activity mainly.

They could cook, clean, drive, be bodyguards, and give mind blowing playtime. They knew everything about the human body every study and statistic was built into their fast processing minds.

And they looked fully human skin soft and warm to the touch skin that bruised if hit too hard. But they weren’t human. They were the closest things a mortal could ever create to mimic life. But they had no conscience…supposedly.

You received one as a gift. Your bestfriend deciding that you didn’t get enough play in her head and that you needed SOMETHING. She knew your type perfectly. He was custom made you’re sure she paid a pretty penny for him.

But you didn’t really know what to do with him. You could see him observing you. He knew what parts of your cycle you were on even and moved accordingly.

You had just gotten home after a rough day of work and there he was. Jungkook. Cooking with no expression at all preparing your favorite meal and a glass of wine. “Welcome home.” He said placing dinner on the table.