Oh my f*****g god.
That the shop had a cyborg model was beyond her wildest dreams, but when the prototype walked through into the shop Milly’s heart almost stopped. Big, broad-shouldered and bulging with muscles, it was as if Johnny Ram himself had walked into the shop, large as life and twice as lickable.
“I have to warn you.” The shop owner, Cyn, ignored the bot and carried on talking to her. “He is a prototype, so he has a few personality glitches. Bluntly put, he’s a pain in the ass. All talk…don’t worry. He has the usual behavioral limiters so there’s no way he could hurt you actively or through inaction.”
“Uh huh.”
Milly was only half-listening to her as she walked a slow circle around the bot. He was perfect. Every detail, from his musculature right down to the costume he wore,
