30 year old Alyssa had always had a tickle fetish. Tickling turned her on. And even though she had several partners who were more than willing to indulge in her fetish, it never quite seemed enough. Until one day she arrived home to find a large package. She opened it to find a Robot, the note that came with it called it a pleasure bot. It was programmed to explore her tickle fetish, able to tickle her body and pleasure her clit and cunt at the same time. Alyssa eagerly stripped and turned on the Robot. It first restrained her to her bed, then began. Tickling her in ways she had always craved but to man had been able to fulfill, making her orgasm over and over again.
The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting the apartment in a warm, golden glow. The room was filled with a soft, musky scent, a mixture of sweat, sex, and the faint, oily smell of the Pleasure Bot's lubricant. Alyssa lay sprawled on her bed, her long, curly brown hair splayed out around her head like a halo. She was flushed and breathless, her body still humming with residual pleasure.
The Pleasure Bot, now deactivated, sat beside her on the bed.