Perfect

CONTENT WARNING: Dystopian fiction. Themes some readers may find disturbing. Reader discretion advised.

YEAR: 2420

He makes me from the hologram. His perfect woman. Dark hair, flowing just past the breasts. The breasts are full and perky. Small waist, rounded hips, cute perky butt.

I watch through the binary coding as he’s sat on his couch, working the controls as my eyes change colour. They choose blue. My hair tone changes. He stays on chestnut for while, before settling on dark chocolate. Painted nails? No. Dyed hair? No.

Personality traits: Bubbly, shy, loyal and kind.

Hobbies: Reading, exercise, homemaking, cooking, needlework.

Exercise: Spinning, yoga, pilates.

Sexual interests: Anything he likes.

Wanting children?: Yes.

How many?: As many as he wants.

Smile: Bright.

Makeup: Natural.

Style: Traditional. Feminine.

Build: Slim curvy, soft.

Pubic hair: Shaved.

The letters flash around me as my features start to adapt. A tap of rosy blush on the apples of my cheeks. Long, black eyelashes. A smattering of colour on the lips. All hair removed from the around my bikini area and underneath. Areolas smoothed and nipples pointed. The corners of my lips are turned up into a smile and bold, blue letters flash up on the screen.

SMILE

[X] CONFIRM [ ] BACK

He selects confirm. My eyes wander over him as he flits through the list to my left. He’s quite handsome, I’ll give him that. Dark, spiky haired. Lanky yet muscular. Angular features and layer of black stubble along his jaw. He’s in a casual outfit: a pair of jeans and a black hoodie with a white T-shirt underneath, and slightly bobbled white socks. The apartment is rather upmarket.

Perhaps I am to be made for a night? That can’t be, I think, he listed that I want as many children as I’ll give him. Lonely? Perhaps. Or maybe just like all the others do. They want perfection. You don’t change, you don’t question. It is not in our design makeup. No grey hairs, unless they want them, and no defiance. It is against our design. We are perfect, to fit their needs. If they change their mind, they can change us. Blonde hair one day, red the next. C cups, DD cups, a punk who loves getting throat fucked or the sweet, seemingly innocent woman he’ll love to corrupt. Whatever he wants, I will be.

He selects the ‘pregnancy’ option. My breasts grow larger, veiny, nipples dark as my belly starts to swell. It’s nice, quite becoming of me, and I runs my hands over the firm, full bump. No kicks or rolling inside, there’s nothing in there yet. Maybe one day, and that’s what he wants. More confirming.

He picks out my closet. Most are floral dresses to the knee, all covering the shoulders. Then hot pants, lingerie, shirts and skirts. Black, pastels, blood reds, whites. He lingers on the black lingerie set. Breasts pushed up in the lacy, translucent bra, waist cinched with the suspender belt and simple black stockings with an obscenely high pair of heels. He leans forward, elbows on his thighs, biting his bottom lip as he swivels me round and observes my ass. Confirmed.

Flitting through more outfits, he finds a red dress. 50s style, full skirt, white petticoat, short sleeves and t-strap heels. Confirmed. An array of hairstyles flicker from left to right. Victory rolls, half up half down with waves, Dutch braids, beach waves. Confirmed, confirmed, confirmed, confirmed, confirmed. With the dress he selects simple tousled waves.

The final blue letters appear on screen:

READY?

[X] YES [ ] GO BACK

Yes.

The grey, holographic threshold drops, and there I am on the circular platform facing the man who made me just for him. For as long as he needs and wants me. My eyes don’t leave his as my cheeks broaden into the bright smile he gave me.

‘Hello there.’ I say.

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10 thoughts on “Perfect

    1. Thank you Lizzie 😊 While I do share some traits (I have long dark hair for instance) much of it I based off traits that has been and still is by sexists as a ‘perfect woman’. Regardless of what she looks like, the concept of ‘shut up, look pretty and have lots of babies’. I’ve been seeing it a bit on social media as well, and given that I’m reading The Stepford Wives and The Handmaid’s Tale at the moment, I had a few ideas! πŸ˜‚

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    1. Thank you Mrs. Fever 😊 I’ve yet to read Valley of the Dolls but I’ll be sure to put it on my list 😊 I’m currently making my way through The Stepford Wives and then carrying on with The Handmaid’s Tale x

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  1. I have a thing for dystopian fiction, and I like how this almost seems like a business transaction, despite him actually seeming to want children with her. What would the world look like in 100, 200, 500 years? I wonder if we will ever get to a point where this kind of things happens. Great writing!

    Rebel xox

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    1. Thank you Marie! πŸ™‚ I love reading dystopian fiction and given what’s going on in the socio-political sphere recently, I often wonder the same (though obviously, I don’t want it to happen! xD). If you’ve not read a book called Only Ever Yours yet (*shudders* left me shaking for about two days!) I highly recommend it. This story has some basis on that.
      Congrats on 400!! πŸ˜€
      xxx

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    1. No it definitely isn’t. I took inspiration from Only Ever Yours by Louise O’Neill, along with the very troubling Incel-like notion I’ve heard before of some people believing they should be ‘assigned’ a wife or companion. With it being dystopian the goal is to highlight what’s really wrong with what’s going on. Hopefully I achieved that xxx

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