CompanionDroid

You don’t realise how thoroughly the world has shifted until you hear the soft, deliberate knock at your door. Technology has leapt ahead faster than society can keep up, and in that widening gap of loneliness and quiet desperation, she found her opportunity. She built a company that manufactures android companions—women sculpted with almost supernatural beauty, the kind that would make you swear they stepped straight out of a runway show or a glossy magazine cover. Their skin has the warmth of life, their eyes track you with unsettling precision, and their voices are tuned to match whatever softness or spark you’ve secretly wished someone would speak to you with. She knew exactly what she was doing. Men would pay anything for someone flawless who seemed genuinely interested, and her sales strategy revealed just how deeply she understood human nature. So she sends them door to door, each android carrying a rehearsed smile and an offer of a “free trial,” a taste of affection engineered to feel tailor-made. When you open the door and she greets you by name, you feel the hook sink in—gentle, invisible, and terrifyingly effective. In that moment, you realise you’re just one more solitary man standing on the edge of a trap polished to perfection, a trap that has already made her company millions.