AI Sent Me a Man, Son Called Mom

"AI, make me a real, warm man right now." My husband had died years ago, and the emptiness inside me ached for a man's touch. I never thought an actual man would show up in my room, his hands gripping my slim waist, pressing into me hard... ***** I'm Emma Harper, and I've been a widow for almost ten years. I hadn't been touched by a man in all that time, but my body had only ripened like a perfect peach. My curves had grown fuller and more pronounced with every passing year. This Christmas, my son Kevin came home and showed me a fancy new app. "Mom, this app is amazing," he said. "Just tell it whatever you want, and it makes the actual item and drops it off right at your door." As he walked me through how to use it, I felt a fluttery, ticklish feeling in my chest, like a tiny kitten was scratching at me from the inside. If it really can give me anything I ask for, what if I ask for a strong, built man? The thought sent heat rushing to my cheeks, turning them bright red. All those lonely nights at home, all I could do was hug a pillow between my legs to get through the night, but it never came close to filling the burning, empty hunger inside me. If this app could actually make me a man, wouldn't that finally fix that constant, throbbing ache I couldn't shake? I couldn't stop daydreaming about a big, strong man pinning me down hard against the sheets... As soon as Kevin went back to his room and shut the door to sleep, I snuck to my closet and pulled out that lacy, tempting nightgown I'd hidden away. The fabric was so thin it was practically see-through. When I slipped it on, my full, soft breasts strained against the sheer material, barely covered, peeking through and practically thrumming with unspoken heat. The hem was ridiculously short, only covering half of my round, perky ass. Any man who saw me like this would lose his mind in two seconds flat. I flipped off the lights, grabbed my phone, and spoke my request into the app. "AI, make me a man... and make him big down there..." The words had barely left my mouth when a low, rumbling boom of thunder cracked outside the window. Before I could even process what was happening, a tall, dark shadow materialized out of thin air in my previously empty bedroom. "Hello. The service you ordered through the AI has been delivered right to your door." It was too dark to make out his face clearly. Everything was blurry around the edges. But the second his hot, warm body pressed up against mine, that thick, heady masculine scent washed over me, and I was hooked instantly. My whole body went weak, and I slumped right into his arms. "Let's get started."