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To save myself the trouble, I ordered a household robot. But the seller sent me a living, breathing person instead: a succubus with a tail who could never be satisfied. He drained me half to death. I listened to reason and sent him back. But then I saw the surveillance footage: him curled up and shivering in a freezing warehouse. Against all logic, I drove back in the middle of the night to pick him up. That night, he buried his face in my neck, his scorching breath ghosting over my skin. "Master, who else has touched you?" His icy, scaled tail coiled tight around my waist, the sharp tip pressing against my throat. "Tell me. Can anyone else fill you up the way I do?"