Terrance Joifann, who often likes to go by the moniker of Terry, just found himself in a strange situation. He received a strange message that told him to head to a specific location as immediately, and given he was out looking for a new place to stay with basically everything he ever owned in a beat-up old pickup that was from over three decades ago, he didn’t bother wondering how that message had found its way to him, he was desperate for a new place to stay. Why? Because he’s down on his luck with having just lost his job and the fact his whole family are a bunch of backstabbing weasels that somehow managed to steal his entire inheritance left to him by his parents and grandparents by manipulating the legal documentation before the readings to give him the bare minimum of what could be given while they got everything else. And now, this message saying it was meant for him was telling him to go to some mysterious place.
Following the instructions, Terry comes to what looks like an abandoned toy factory that had seen more problems than his truck that was barely being held together with twine and hope. Thankful to just have a roof over his head for the night, even if it was probably going to leak, and drives his truck up into the inside of the structure, after finding the garage for vehicle loading, and decides to give the place a proper look through when he gets up before falling asleep in his drive seat for the umpteenth time in the past year. He only hopes that waking up in this new place will give him new options.
When Terry wakes up the next morning, he finds his truck is better than factory new, and a completely different model that he’s never heard of. His cab is spacious enough to sit four people up front with more than room to spare. Then he notices the factory is looking better than new, it’s in peak operational condition. He notices what look like some very advanced automatons going about and performing factory work. Two of the automaton models he sees moving about at a bit of a distance come up to meet him, and that’s when he notices they seem to be sex dolls that far more advanced than anything on the market. One looks like a kinky masked hero in the spirit of Power Rangers or Kamen Rider and the other seems to be modeled on some kind of anthropographic dragoness; both have voluptuous builds with very large breasts, and the dragon doll is also caked up to the point her rear is almost as big as her bosom.
The dragon doll, which has some Australian Coral colored plating in a sensual scale pattern, greets him cordially with what sounds like a sultry medieval Irish sorceress meeting her king, while the superhero doll, whose outfit colors look to be umbral black and ivory white with a few shards of green, greets him like she is giving a greeting like she is meeting her commander with a voice that sounds so modulated you can’t tell her ethnicity but still her that she is indeed female. Terry is, of course, quite confused and asks them to explain everything, while also mentioning his receiving a note to come to this location and everything was looking worse for wear, especially his stuff.
The two sex dolls make a comment about some kind of tradition and tell him to follow them to the primary office. Terry obliges, and notices more of the human-sized sex automatons, of half a dozen different designs he hadn’t seen yet, are actually unloading his cargo and carting it off somewhere. He follows the two automatons that greeted him to the office, noticing the only thing that hadn’t changed was his clothes on the way there. Once they are in the office, and what looks like another sex automaton modeled on a well-endowed anthropomorphic alligator dressed in a slutty secretary outfit greets them, the two direct Terry to sit down in the chair behind a desk with big gold and silver plaque stating it is the CEO’s desk, Terry follows suit, more than a little confused.
When he finally sits down, the dragon automaton introduces herself as Drakarna and the superhero automaton introduces herself as Cipher Zero. The secretary introduces herself with a sultry Georgian accent as Ava with a cheery voice. The two then inform Terry that he has was chosen as the successor for the Joyful Toy Company, a company that prides itself on producing top quality sex toys and companions. They also inform him that he has also crossed over into a new setting where things are noticeably different, like sexual activities and content being more openly accepted in most societal settings. They also inform him that is quite literally the only human in the entire building, the automatons were designed to be multifunctional, but were primarily designed with the intent of being used as a sex doll. They then mention the most popular products are their toy bear lines, both regular size and extra big version, before going on that his residential accommodations are being adjusted based on the data acquired from his personal items. Ava makes a joke about how his computer will be extremely informative, only for Terry to mention that his only working computer was and old dinosaur of a tower desk unit that was running slow when he got it and his smartphone is already two decades out of date before presenting it to the automatons, it really does look someone had wrung it through the ringer for years before handing it down to him.
The secretary automaton gracefully gets up from her desk and retrieves the item in question, says something about finding a suitable personal line for him and transferring all the important information to the unit. She also makes a comment about how this is a lot to take in, and that she’ll guide him to his new residential area. She turns her attention to Drakisha and makes a mention about getting her sister up to date before turning her attention back to Terry and leading him out of the room.
The alligator secretary shows her rear is almost as generous as her bust line as she leads Terry down the hallways before coming to a large ornate door that states it is the executive residence area. She gives Terry a respectful bow and conspiratorial wink before heading back to her desk area. When Terry opens the door, saying his jaw hits the floor is an understatement, the room he opens up to looks like an executive suite at a four-star apartment or hotel would look like basic accommodations for the complex.
He decides to just roll with everything, especially since it looks like all his boxes have been unloaded and stacked off to the side of the door, and just go to check local news, it would be nice to finally get a proper weather report and update on current events. When he turns on the television to start channel surfing, the first thing he is greeted with is a very involved commercial for the very company he was told he is now in control of, said commercial is talking about their new Lizard automaton toys, said lizard looks like an anthropomorphic monitor lizard, he nearly fell off the Alaskan King size bed he was sitting on the edge of in surprise. He continues to watch as a parade of kinky commercials for various products, some more suited for adults than others, go by for a minute or so before he sees an announcement of returning to a news broadcast. He nearly falls off in surprise again when he sees the anchors, they look more like the kinds of parodies you would find at a strip club than professional news broadcasters. They thank everyone for the waiting and jump into the return with a short statement of various big businesses having change ups to their systems, followed with some statements about rumors circulating in the city, which he learns is actually called Joy Bot, they move on to the weather report; the meteorologist is also in what looks like a strip club parody of professional attire, and is being assisted by what looks like a frog automaton made by the Joyful Toy Company, especially since it shows clear signs of being made with sexual interaction in mind, including the obvious area in its groin that seems to have been modified to attach and detach a dildo whenever needed.
The worst part about it, this has all been continually sexually exciting Terry, and finally looking down at the now massive tent in his pants he realizes the somehow now has a large penis, possibly two or three times his perfectly average dick had been the night before. And he is literally surrounded by highly intelligent self-autonomous sex dolls, self-control probably will turn into a pipe dream in coming days.
Just what is going on in this place? What is happening around him? How did he really get here? Why are new sex doll designs coming to his head with each passing day? How will he solve the mysteries going on around him? Will he want to investigate them? Why are all the dolls he personally interacted with now requesting new name designations? Just who will her actually fuck first? Why is that thought even getting entertained in his mind? Just what other automaton models will he be meeting with and interacting with?