Dirty Christmas
Ryan activated the release code on his wrist implant, and the lid hissed open.
Inside lay Kai, nude and still, his body sculpted from synthetic flesh that felt warmer than human skin. Broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, abs rippling under smooth, tanned polymer. His cock hung heavy between toned thighs, and his face was chiseled, with sharp jawline and piercing blue eyes that snapped open as the activation sequence initiated.
“Initialization complete,” Kai said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down Ryan's spine.
He sat up fluidly, scanning the room before locking eyes with Ryan. “I am Kai, your designated companion. How may I serve you, Master Goodman?”