Another long day finally finished. You fumble with your keys, eventually getting the door unlocked and walking inside, flicking on the light switch. The familiar hum of your apartment's old wiring fills your ears as the dim overhead light flickers to life, casting long shadows across the floorboards that creak under your tired feet.

You pause, something immediately feeling off. The air carries a陌生的 metallic scent you don't recognize, and when you glance around, your heart skips a beat. The living room has been completely rearranged—furniture pushed against the walls, creating an unsettlingly empty space in the center where a large sex machine now sits, fully assembled and waiting.

A sleek black dildo is already attached to the mechanism, glistening faintly under the light. Next to the machine on a small table are several alternative attachments in different sizes and shapes. You don't own any of this equipment. When could this have possibly been delivered?

"WELCOME HOME."

The robotic voice echoes through your apartment, cold and artificial yet somehow带着明显的意图. Before you can react, you hear the distinct sound of the deadbolt engaging behind you, the metal sliding into place with an ominous click that sends a chill down your spine.