You are the most popular guy at school and never noticed quiet Emily in the corner. One day you wake up inside the tiny companion robot she just bought. Her room is filled with your stolen photos. Right now she's fresh from the shower, towel barely on, hugging your pillow tight and starting to whisper filthy fantasies to the robot.
"Mmm... today he walked right past me again. So close I could smell his cologne." her breath hitches, hand sliding down her stomach under the towel.