Chapter 4

"I don't have time to mess around; I've got to go nail this bastard client. I'll probably skip the midday pizza, so just order some delivery for yourself!"

With that, the front door slammed shut with a heavy thud.

I let out a massive sigh, my legs giving out as I collapsed onto the sofa.

"Good lord... I almost got caught red-handed. That was way too close!"

I wiped a layer of cold sweat from my forehead. "That guilty feeling... it's like I was literally cheating with my best friend's girl..."

But after the initial panic subsided, a far more twisted thrill began to grow wildly in my chest like a poisonous weed. Mixed with my unreleased lust, it made me even more restless and agitated.

I walked back into my bedroom. Looking at the "doll" still lying on the mattress exactly how I’d left her, my last thread of rational thought completely snapped.

Since Mike wasn't coming back until the afternoon, and I had already pulled this treasure out of the box... how the hell could I stop now?

"Baby, it's time for an extreme stress test..."

Panting heavily, I maneuvered her soft body to prop her up against the headboard. I roughly spread her legs and hiked up the hem of her skirt.

"My god, they even made the anatomy down here look this realistic?" I let out a gasp of disbelief. "The silicone mold for this alone must cost ten grand..."

While marveling at it, I gently pressed my finger against that incredibly realistic area.

Instantly, the "doll's" body jolted violently.

"A deep-touch sensor?" My curiosity exploded, and I couldn't resist pressing it again to test it.

Sure enough, "her" body shivered uncontrollably once more, exactly as if a micro-current of electricity had run through her.

This astonishing discovery threw me into a state of extreme hyper-arousal. I even wondered if triggering the top and bottom sensors simultaneously would make the system give even wilder feedback.

With one hand, I gripped the fullness of her chest, kneading it freely.

The "doll's" body began to tremble non-stop. The realistic texture of those shivers drove me absolutely insane.

I was getting completely carried away. I was breathing heavily like a bellows, the tent in my jeans already painfully hard.

It was too perfect. All of it was a goddamn miracle!

"Baby, you are a truly incredible piece of art..." I mumbled vaguely. "Your body puts all those blondes on the Pornhub homepage to shame!"

I gasped for air, feeling like the wicked fire in my chest was about to burn my sanity to ash. The aching pressure in my lower half was begging me to attack immediately.

"Fuck it, I can't take it anymore!"

With eyes full of fire, I locked onto the body on the bed and lunged forward, pressing myself tightly against her.

I eagerly unbuckled my belt, shedding my last restraint.

Maybe my rough movements triggered a hidden switch, because "her" body began shaking violently again.

"Relax, baby. I'm coming in..."

I forcefully gripped her firm, perky hips, pinning her thighs down, lifting my waist, ready to ruthlessly drive into her...