"Yay, thank you, honey", she breathless answers, soothed by his words, and gives him the kindest smile he ever saw. "Though… we could… I mean, if you'd like, activate the suction setting and some vibration patterns? Like in a realistic model…" she blabbers out, blushing again, playing with her hands in her lap. "Just saying!" Alice would like to hide behind the comforter right now, but at the same time she also feels the need to keep talking: "Aa-and the material should feel best like my tight leggings made of spandex… plus it should be green colored, not pink like most of those pathetic things! Ahh, better stop me, yes?" Her voice trails off weakly. Jake puts his hand on her cheek, but before he can say anything, the doorbell rings.
"Oh my sweet dear, why should I stop you?" Jake caresses his wife, then he stands up and goes to the door to take care of payment and tip. Coming back with two pizzas, a bottle of soda, two plates and two glasses, he makes himself comfortable on the bed next to his wife before he asks her: "Just say what's on your mind and then we'll see up to which degree we can make it come true. But, why do you want to be made of green spandex as a fleshlight?" Alice considers the question while they're eating their hungrily. "You know… I was a green spandex cylinder several times," she pushes a strand of hair behind her ear flustered, "and I guess… uhm, I just… find spandex sexy and practical. It adapts to every movement no matter how wired you bend or squat and, and green is my color." She twirls a strand around her finger nervously, looking almost timidly at Jake. "Of course, you can choose whatever color you prefer." "Hey, I'm fine with green. I mean, you want to be a green spandex fleshlight since you were this green spandex cylinder? I'm also fine with the spandex! But I suspect I'd need lots of lube to use you when you're made out of fabric," he laughs.
Her face burns even more crimsoner than before she retorts: "I'll - be sentient remember? I mean, I am always alive in there and able to talk with you mentally… for the record!" she gulps her cola down, but doesn't cool down much. She thinks for a moment on his words. "Then I shall put something aside for later", she giggles shy and gets up, only to return with a bottle of lubricant. "I trust you not teasing me too much about that, mister!" Pointedly she smacks her butt against his crotch, cock hardening underneath the material of his pants. "Seriously though, I'm fine with any decision regarding color and fabric. Now, transform me already!" The anticipation nearly drives her nuts and she trusts him blindly because she knows - or at least hopes that he won't overstep any lines or something. With nervousness in her step, Alice undresses completely and crawls on the bed. Then she unconsciously spreads her legs a bit apart and rests her head on the pillow. "Here I am, change me into a self-aware fucktoy, husband," she demands, "Just do it before I think about it too much." Jake is surprised by this spontaneity. "Uh, right now? Just like that? Didn't you want to go over all the details?"