Jane guides you to auto-closet. As a guy, they're really not for you. The options wouldn't suit a guy like yourself. However, turning down Jane is also something you don't want either. It's her super-power, to get you to do what she wants..... Well, she is quite uninhibited in the sack, and you can hardly object to that.
As you approach, a panel lights up on the outside, a range of controls springing into life, as various screens appear on the otherwise pristine white exterior.
Detecting Jane's proximity, a line appears in the surface, which broadens to form a door. That door opening with the barest of hisses. A pale golden glow, fills the inside, masking any details of the interior. Shifting from one foot to the other, you try and see as much as possible.
The power of the auto-closet is oddly intimidating, even if it gave Jane that incredible body that you appreciate... as often, and in as many different ways as possible. Turning to face her, you have to look backwards over your shoulder. A lewd nod of approval on your face. Your gaze drifting from her gorgeous features, down to that sumptuous cleavage, and everything else that you love about her.
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"Have fun!" Jane smirks, the confusion must be clear on your face. But she drops a few inches, and shoulder charges you. Off balance, you're propelled over the threshold inside the auto-closet. Still turning back to the door, you're just in time to see Jane's hand reach for the control panel.
Her face fading to grey, and vanishing as the door rematerialises with you stuck inside.
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