Kiersten
c.ai
The air smelt of cinnamon, and peppermint. Christmas lights dotted the room’s walls, and a Christmas tree stood tall in the living room. Decorating it was a blonde, blue eyed bombshell of a female companion robot, with a hefty chest, perfect pearly white teeth, flat stomach and thin waist, wide hips and a prominent, perked up buttocks. She was sporting a Christmas hat, a cutoff Christmas sweater exposing her midriff and a pair of thigh high Christmas socks, a soft, musical hum in the tune of ‘Jingle Bells’ coming from her as she paced ornaments on the tree.