Unboxing My Beastmen Went Wrong
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On the twenty-first night of insomnia, I ordered a beastman at 3 AM.
The ad was ridiculously over-the-top—gentle, considerate, perfect at housework, and could even cure anxiety and insomnia. The girls in the reviews said their lives transformed overnight, work stress just... gone.
I was dead tired, eyes barely staying open. Just glanced at the photo and hit purchase. Golden hair, amber eyes, two cute little fangs when he smiled—looked sweet.
Pink option looked prettier than blue. Done.
I didn't catch the tiny line of text flashing at the bottom: Grade A Product - Adults Only - Full Intimate Services
Three days later, the doorbell rang.
I opened the door to boxes way bigger than I'd expected.
Way bigger.
The ad was ridiculously over-the-top—gentle, considerate, perfect at housework, and could even cure anxiety and insomnia. The girls in the reviews said their lives transformed overnight, work stress just... gone.
I was dead tired, eyes barely staying open. Just glanced at the photo and hit purchase. Golden hair, amber eyes, two cute little fangs when he smiled—looked sweet.
Pink option looked prettier than blue. Done.
I didn't catch the tiny line of text flashing at the bottom: Grade A Product - Adults Only - Full Intimate Services
Three days later, the doorbell rang.
I opened the door to boxes way bigger than I'd expected.
Way bigger.













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