He paused.
"Just think of yourself as a super-lusty, always-horny, silicone woman who doesn't need to eat, drink, sleep, or breathe, and has increased sexual sensitivity," Bob tried to calm me down some more, "You can make yourself inanimate still, and if you need an income, we can arrange it for you."
"How would you help me get an income like this?" I stood up, and motioned to my whole body.
"There are clients, like your boyfriend and yourself, that have a doll fetish. I'm certain if you had known prior to this incident that you could rent out a living love doll, you probably would have." Bob stated.
"Yeah, you're right..." I admitted. I'd have blushed if I had blood.
"So, if you're willing, you could come out here a week at a time, and be put up as a rental doll. Different clients like different things. Some just want a love doll, and others want what the living silicone woman," Bob explained, "Are you willing to do this? You will get 80% of what the client pays."
"Sure, I will." I answered, sitting back down.
"Alrighty then, if I could get you to sign this waiver, and come with me. You'll be kept here at the store in an inanimate, mute state until someone rents you. They'll tell us how they want you, and you'll get rented out."
I stood up and followed Bob into the back room. The room looked like a doctor's office, with a metal table in the middle. There was a very large sink on one of the walls, which I assumed was for cleaning off any permanently inanimate dolls.
"If you would please lay down on the table, and I'll get you tagged and inanimate. All I need you to do is make yourself inanimate, and I'll insert a special vibrator that locks you in that state when you climax." Bob explained.
I laid down on the table, and made myself inanimate. The loss of balance and movement followed promptly. Bob grabbed a large, purple vibrator, and pushed it into my vagina. The feeling is always as good as the first time. He turned it on, and I came within seconds, feeling an electric wave go over my body. I tried to will myself to be animate again, and found I couldn't.
Bob picked me up, and brought me back out to the store to be put on display. I was beside a couple other dolls, one of which was male. I saw James come in, and talk to Bob. They talked for a bit, and Bob came over to me.
"Huh, so you're all better now? You remember as James and not 'Owner'?" James looked me over before leaving for home.
Another day went by and a guy came in and looked me over really closely. He was a bit overweight, had a neckbeard, and a comb-over. Normally, I wouldn't be comfortable with an ugly middle-aged man looking me over while completely naked, but I didn't mind it so much. I was a love doll after all. For some reason, wearing normal clothes seems like an odd thing to me now. I feel like I'm meant to be nude all the time as a love doll.
The man went up to Bob, and talked to him. He looked back, pointing at me. He handed Bob his card, and paid for what I assume was my rental. Bob came over to me, and brought me into another back room. He put me in a large cardboard box with an instructions pamphlet and a few other papers. The box was full of packing peanuts, which I was worried would stick to me when he pulled me out of the box. All the noises make me think that I was being shipped to the man's house.
Finally, I hear the mailman grunting and lifting me. I was set down not so gently, and heard a doorbell ring. A minute later, I heard a door open, and I felt myself getting lifted again. I saw a knife blade cut open the tape holding my box shut, and I'm greeted to the sight of the middle-aged man from earlier.