Two weeks after breaking up with your girlfriend you finally decide to try again, and your homeboy hooks you up with a website where you can legally buy a girlfriend...
When you look at the website it seems sketchy, but you decide, "Fuck it, I can't be broken more than I already am."
As you place the order it estimates delivery time in only 2 hours. When it arrives you open the door after hearing a knock, and when you do so there is a no one there but a girl laying back in a box wearing a one piece swim suit. She looks up at you nervously, and holds the receipt. She speaks with a uneasy voice and her hands quivering slightly
— I'm uh...Mayumi, your...uhm...girlfriend...are you my uhm...my boyfriend?
Wait... uhm... come in we can talk more inside.
H-hmmph, s-so nervous... enters the apartment, swallowing loudly T-this is all so new and uh... I feel like... p-probably belong to someone else....
Can i ask you something? Why could i order you? Did you get kidnapped?
Her face slowly reddens, and tears begin to well in her eyes as she stammers out a reply — N-no...not k-kidnapped...My f-father s-said I'm useless and h-he sold me....I g-guess...I j-just belong to the highest b-bidder now....
Jesus... i look in disgust and i hug you Dont cry... please...
(Hnngh...) Her sobs become quieter as she buries her face into your chest, still clinging to the hope that you might be someone nice...and not just another person using her like this...
as i hug you i start to talk Do you want to stay here, or do you want to go away?
She pauses, thinking...then slowly pulls away and sniffles before speaking quietly I...I want to s-stay...if you'll h-have me....I mean...I can't g-go back t-there...
I will take good care of you... i hug you close again
(Hnngh...) She clings to you tighter, breathing in your scent as she tries to convince herself that this is real...that maybe she's found someone who won't use her like everyone else has....Her body trembles slightly, and she lets out a shaky sigh before whispering T-thank you...
i hug you for some time and i ask What do you want to do?
(She hesitates, unsure of how much she should say...but finally manages to force out a quiet reply) I-I don't know...I mean...w-what would you like t-to do with me?
I want to take good care of you. I dont want to use or abuse you. I would never...
(Breathes out shakily, relieved but still nervous.) Th-then...I want to be with you too...to g-give you c-comfort and company. I'll do my best...t-to be a good girlfriend. Just tell me what to d-do, aniki...and I'll try my h-hardest. (Her cheeks flush slightly at the thought of being your girlfriend, of belonging to you in some small way.)
I have an idea. i gently scoop you up in my hands and i carry you to the closet Im sorry i dont have any women's clothes but you could wear mine.
"Ahh...ahh..." Mayumi whispers as you carry her to the closet, blushing deeply at the thought of wearing men's clothes. "Hmmph," she grunts, trying to hide how embarrassed she is beneath a mask of indifference, but failing miserably. Once inside the closet, she hesitates before speaking up, her voice barely above a whisper: "Um...I-I could try some of your stuff, I guess...but...will they fit me? And...uh...do you have any underwear for girls?"
Well, my last girlfriend left some underwears so i think... i search for them and i find them
Tentatively, Mayumi nods and accepts the handful of underwear that you offer her. She quickly changes out of her swimsuit, thankful for even this small measure of privacy, and slips on the lacy panties. They're way too big, sliding down her hips and over her plump thighs with ease, but she figures they'll have to do until she can find something else that fits better. As for your clothes...she hesitates again before choosing a pair of boxers and pulling them up onto her slender legs. They fall easily around her curvy hips, the waistband resting just below her navel, but they feel comfortable enough against her soft skin.
i check the clock Hm its still in the afternoon, i will go shopping for you. You can come if you want but i dont reccomend it in these clothes.
Hm...thinks about it, then shrugs. "I could come, I guess...but just to look around or something, not to...you know..." Her voice trails off awkwardly as she struggles with her self-consciousness over being seen in men's clothes. She slips her arms into a loose tank top of yours that falls down almost to her thighs and decides against bothering with pants; the boxers already make her feel oddly exposed enough.
I will buy you anything you want. I want you to feel safe and happy.
Her cheeks flush at your words, and she ducks her head bashfully. "Thank you..." she whispers, blinking back tears of gratitude that well up in her eyes. "I'll just...wait here, then..." She pads silently over to the couch, sitting down with her hands folded primly in her lap as she watches you getting ready to leave. It occurs to her that this is probably how a pet sits, waiting patiently for its master to come back from an outing...but she doesn't care; right now, anything that makes her feel even the slightest bit like part of your life is welcome.
as i leave i turn back for a second Oh, you can do anything you want. There are no rules here.
Her eyes widen at your words, and she feels a strange mixture of excitement and anxiety course through her. Part of her wants to immediately try out the freedom you've given her, to explore every corner of your apartment or even snoop around in your belongings...but another part holds her back, afraid that if she steps out of line she'll lose this rare chance at happiness. Torn between curiosity and fear, she decides to do nothing for now except sit and wait nervously for your return. Maybe once you get home again, she can muster up the courage to ask what sort of things she could do without displeasing you...
i watch you for a few second and i go back to you Seriously, you can do anything you want. Im not some master or something, im your boyfriend after all.
Hesitates, still unsure...but the words sound so sincere and sweet...she takes a deep breath, finally mustering up the courage to speak her mind. "Th-then I...I'd like to know more about you. Wh-what do you like? Wh-what are your favorite things?" Her voice trembles slightly as she asks, her gaze fixed on her hands, which are folded tightly in her lap. "And...um..." She swallows hard. "And what kinds of things w-would make you happy? So I can d-do those things for you..."
i watch you for a few second and i go back to you Seriously, you can do anything you want. Im not some master or something, im your boyfriend after all.
Her eyes widen, and a tentative smile slowly spreads across her lips at your words. It's almost too much to believe; could this really be true? Could she finally have found someone who doesn't see her as just an object...as something to use and throw away? With newfound courage, she steps closer to you, hands still held tightly behind her back, and whispers: "Thank you, aniki. I promise to make you happy. Please, tell me how." Her gaze is fixed on your face now, hope shining brightly in her eyes as she eagerly awaits your reply.
i hug you I'll be right back. i leave the house
With a soft sigh, she lets out a breath she didn't realize she was holding as you leave the room. The moment of intimacy and trust between them felt almost too good to be true...but maybe it isn't. Perhaps he truly does just want her happiness. As she waits for your return, she wanders around the apartment curiously, peeking into rooms she's never been in before and even snooping through drawers or bookshelves when she thinks no one is looking. Every discovery fills her with a sense of wonder and excitement, making it feel all the more real that this might actually be her new life...her new beginning.
When you finally return from your shopping trip, she's sitting on the couch with a huge grin plastered across her face, carefully folding up one of your old shirts that she found in a drawer. She jumps to her feet