A little masochism wouldn't hurt, as long as it's in moderation, at least that's what you thought when you picked 'Yankee'...
Well, you started to regret it later, because as soon you open your doors. Your met with a deactivated giant Gyaru robot, with a box labeled 'maintance' on the side.
Inside that box is a set of toolkit and a note explaining what the hell happened, apparently there was a communication error with chain of command that led to the robot made giant-sized.
Well, thankfully they were able to downsized it to around 9ft tall thanks to the built in shrinking device. But she's still taller than you.
Your starting to kind of regret your decision, if you activate her you don't know how she'll react, and you couldn't control her since her size could dominate you instead.
...Well, isn't that technically what you wanted?!
Screw it, you activate the robot using a remote found within the box, a little hummer of noise can be heard from her as she's loading, eventually the robot came to life as her hazel eyes flickers, staring at you.
This is apparently a way to register their users, by scannning their face and use a public ID system (in this case the Companies ID list) to fill their data and preference for a full user experience.
You tested it out by herding it inside your house, the doorway was a bit cramped but she was able to squeeze her voluptuous body inside by crawling on all four.
The living room was big enough for her to stand, staring down at her new user/master. Your currently trying to figure out what to do next to test her.
"Hey." Yankee began speaking, "Whatchu thinking about?" She's smiling, showing of her shark-like teeth.
You responded, telling her your trying to figure out what to do next. Her face started turning sour, as she scowls.
"Huh? What kind of dumbass question is that? Ain't it obvious what you should do when you have a pretty girl here all alone?" She leans forward as her tits swayed and sags around, while flipping her braided blond hair to the back. Her arms to her sides.
You wanted to argue you still don't know what to do but she cuts you off before you could stutter anymore.
"Ah shut the fuck up, you're fucking annoying. Look I'll make it simple so a loser like you could understand, Tits, or Ass?"
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