Chapter 23 – Choice
In horror movies, there are often scenes of entering an empty department store in the middle of the night. At this time, one of the elements that heighten the sense of fear is the mannequin.
When you are left alone in the dark, passing between mannequins is somehow unpleasant.
But now, the scene in front of my eyes was even more intense than that.
The first reason is that the dolls lined up in a row look so human that they cannot be compared with mannequins.
The second reason is that many of them wore scarves or masks on their faces. This made it even more bizarre.
At first, I just exclaimed, “It’s amazing,” At the beautiful figures of the dolls, but when I entered the middle, a feeling of uneasiness came up.
“Turn on the light, fire! This is downright scary.”
Immediately, the ceiling power came on.
“It’s better.”
[I didn’t pay attention. Sorry.]
Chloe apologized.
“It’s okay. I’m just a little surprised It’s a different reluctance than avoiding the infected in the dark.”
I got a little goosebumps at her arm, but soon I got better in front of the dolls’ splendid appearance.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen so many dolls gathered together. Except for some dust, it’s clean.”
[These are children who have never been touched by humans. If dust bothers me, should I order it to be brushed off?]
I imagined the beautiful dolls shaking their bodies at my command.
It would be a strange and erotic sight to think of them as simply commanding humans and submissive machines.
“No, it’s okay. You don’t have to touch anything except take one. Dust will accumulate again anyway.”
I put my hand on the face of the doll in front of me. A mask that would be worn by dancers is covering the bridge of the nose.
This is the main feature of the 1st generation dolls. Masks, masks, scarves, and cotton yarn cover more than half of the face.
Of course, the limbs are tightly wrapped in sleeves or stockings, so exposure is limited to a few parts.
[Do you like first-generation dolls? ]
“Half right, half wrong.”
As the first model, it is inevitably lacking in functions, tactility, flexibility, and realization of a weight close to that of a real woman.
Even early to mid-generation 1st generation models can only have sex through the vagina with a limited body position.
Among the 1st generation, it is the models that came out in the twilight period that are capable of full-fledged, close-to-human sex, including oral. That’s exactly what the worker supervisor was wearing.
“The performance is lacking, but for ornamental purposes, it is always interesting.”
The first generation is, at worst, an older model, but in some ways the most fashionable model.
Most of the development errors that occurred during the initial development were resolved with time.
The skeletal system and programming could be solved by changing manpower, and the power source was also a difficult problem, but it could be dealt with.
If there is no way to fix it, you can connect a cable to the back pair. This is because consumers are more lenient than you think about this part.
However, it was difficult to solve as much as the skin.
The first is the question of the right material.
Since this is a problem entirely related to the invention of new materials, replacing manpower will not solve it.
In the first generation, when technology was lacking, the best material to use for skin was silicone, but the unique smell or texture does not go anywhere.
No matter how well it is sculpted, it can’t follow real skin, so it feels like an unpleasant valley.
The second is the durability issue.
Not everyone has a platonic relationship, and even with careful handling, deterioration and breakdown are inevitable.
If you replace it every time, you can’t afford the cost problem.
So, the result that the companies put their heads together was a ‘compromise’.
After giving up silicon and constructing most of the body with hard but durable plastic-based materials, only a few parts that are not directly impacted are composed of high-quality silicon.
In this way, it might feel like a moving plastic mannequin, but the point was to overcome this with ‘fashion’.
The area under the bridge of the nose, which moves frequently during conversation or sexual activity, is made of reinforced material and covered with a scarf or mask.
The limbs are also wrapped in stockings and sleeves, and a scarf is wrapped around the neck.
Apply a pedicure on the toenails that show through the stockings, and wear mesh gloves on the hands to reduce the ‘wrapped feeling’ and make it look like a human as much as possible.
This technique, which reduces inhumanity and amplifies sexuality by covering, is always cited as a good commercial use of the aesthetics of covering.
The average skin exposure of the first generation is less than 10%, and for this purpose, there are all kinds of concept outfits.
Thanks to this, despite being an early model, the demand for it is constant because of its aesthetic beauty compared to its cheap price. There are rich collectors who collect and display in large quantities in their villas.
Some performance artists received sponsorship and had dozens of first-generation dolls march down the street while performing certain movements during an event, causing great friction with women’s groups.
“Workers, soldiers, female doctors, secretaries, Arab dancers, medieval aristocrats, gothic, everything.”
Most of them are suits and plain clothes, but there are also quite a few special outfits.
[I don’t think it was brought in for actual use.]
“VIPs who like to be admired must have brought it to decorate their surroundings.”
No matter how good it looks, it’s an early model after all. Because the function is inferior, the real wealthy rich do not use it for direct holding.
Of course, it is still a billion-dollar price, so most of the ‘doll shops’ as well as those who earn a little from the middle class use the first generation. Indeed, the T-34 of sexbots.
“But my interest is this way.”
I stood in front of a second-generation doll.
It is a model that appeared in the world with the development of new materials beyond silicon.
This one has a lot of exposure. It has to be. Because there is no reason to hide it anymore.
“Are you really human?”
Passing through the white cheeks, he touched his nose and lips.
It’s softer and more vibrant than any human woman I’ve ever touched.
“Although not warm.”
[Should I turn the power up?]
“No, it’s pretty, but it’s not my taste.”
My fingers squeezed my soft lips and touched my well-groomed teeth.
“It is clean.”
[Are you talking about skin? Of course, there is no blemish.]
“I’m not talking about the skin. I mean teeth.”
The doll’s teeth were straight and perfectly white.
It reminds me of the past, the so-called Dalgo dispatching troops.
There was no battle, but after a long roll in a rather dangerous field, I went to Pakchon with the seniors.
The woman who knelt in front of me for a handful of money and buried her head between her crotch. She seemed to be in her early twenties.
As I stroked her hair, she stopped shaking her head and smiled, the sight of which almost killed her pepper.
Too many decayed teeth visible through lips glistening with saliva and Cooper fluid. From buck teeth to uneven teeth.
None of the women I met after returning to Korea were rotten, but they all had one or two that were coated with silver or gold. Or unevenly.
But the doll in front of her is perfect.
Lips that were so soft and bare, teeth that were even and clean, and a tongue that moved flexibly even when there was no dampness or unpleasant odor.
She was aroused just by the touch, and felt her erect erection.
[You seem to have been patient for a really long time. Be pitiful.]
Chloro, who was watching my condition in real time, said.
“Yes, I have been patient for a long time.”
The doll’s tongue was soft. Can it be so soft despite dryness without a single drop of saliva?
He slowly licked her tongue in her hand.
Jiik.
The human tongue is long. Its length is up to 30 cm, but the limit that can be pulled out by one’s own strength is that it barely escapes the lips.
But dolls are different.
“Long.”
It came out to the point where it already reached under the chin.
[The length of the tongue of this product is 42 cm.]
“Is that enough?”
[This is the average. There are many longer models. There are also services that require a sufficiently long tongue.]
Chloro said in a tone that sounded somewhat sinister.
Sniff sniff.
I put my nose to the long tongue and sniffed it, but there was no bad breath.
[Models here are not injected with bodily fluids. It is not good for long-term storage if injected in advance.]
“How long will it take if injected?”
Not just saliva, but many other bodily fluids.
[One minute. The 2nd generation doll has a very convenient structure.]
“Hmm.”
I thought, twiddling my cute pink tongue. How would it feel if it coiled around my stuff like a snake?
When I let go of my tongue, it slowly rolled inward, which was kind of funny.
[The only dolls that can be operated right away are those here. Why don’t you pick one soon?]
I could feel the heat in Chloe’s voice.
“So do I. I just found something I like.”
I stood in front of a doll.
Her brown hair, blue eyes, long eyelashes, and fair skin made her look like a Nordic beauty.
The youthfulness of a girl who has just undergone a coming-of-age ceremony and the maturity of a beauty. The beauty that exists on that boundary.
Rather than walking around the colorful city, walking through a mountain valley with a basket full of flowers and fruits would suit you better.
There was a fairy in front of my eyes.
[Oh, that child is so lovely.]
“I know. Would you like to take a look?”
I jokingly asked a question.
[It’s not a sight. It is an experience.]
“What?”
[Did you know that all the kids here don’t have software installed?]
“What, then, are you talking nonsense? Oh, is that why you didn’t release it at the top and put it here?”
Was there no software? Then it’s just like a big mannequin.
[Huh, what are you talking about? Manager, you already have a loyal and excellent me, right? I am armed with a spirit of service and technique that is much stronger than man-made software.]
The doll in front of me closed its eyes.
Burr.
A few seconds for the closed eyes to flinch quickly, like a dreamer.
When those eyes opened, a natural and warm smile was drawn on them.
The doll reached out and touched my cheek.
“This is the first time we are seeing each other face to face. I will greet you again.”
I was greeted with a dumbfounded look.
“It’s Chloro.”
The doll’s, no, Chloro’s smile was lovely.
