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Captioned Images Series: As Is
Created: 12/29/2025
Carlos entered the showroom quietly, the soft lighting reflecting off glass cases arranged like museum exhibits. Inside each stood a body—posed, preserved, and waiting. He cleared his throat and explained to the salesman that he was a man of modest means and couldn’t afford anything extravagant or top-of-the-line.
The salesman nodded knowingly and guided him toward the back of the showroom, where the least expensive models were kept.
They stopped in front of a display case beneath a simple sign that read Marian.
Inside stood the body of a woman dressed in a flowing green silk nightgown. A circular sticker in the upper right-hand corner of the glass read OPEN BOX. To the left, a placard listed the specifications:
Weight: 180 lbs
Age: 47
Hair: Long blonde, manageable
Eyes: Brown
Build: Hourglass
Features: Charming smile
The salesman explained that the model had been previously used, which accounted for the reduced price. Carlos hesitated. The word used echoed in his mind.
Sensing his doubt, the salesman reassured him. There were no defects, no malfunctions. The body worked perfectly. It was being sold “as is,” nothing more, nothing less.
Carlos studied her face. The softness of her expression, the gentle curve of her smile—it was more than acceptable. The price was, frankly, a miracle.
He signed the papers.
Before finalizing the transaction, the salesman reminded him there were no refunds. No returns.
Moments later, Carlos opened his eyes from within the new body.
The sensation was overwhelming in the best way. The skin felt impossibly soft and smooth, every movement fluid and natural. He stretched, walked slowly across the studio floor, brushed his long blonde hair, and studied himself in the mirror. He smiled. Then he pouted, just to see how it felt.
It was everything he had ever wanted.
Almost.
The body was older than he’d imagined for himself. He had pictured something closer to thirty-five. Still, he told himself, compromises were part of life—even this one.
Two weeks after settling into his new home, Carlos learned the truth about the bargain.
The dizziness. The nausea. The exhaustion.
A doctor confirmed it with quiet certainty.
The body—he—was pregnant.
Suddenly, the low price made sense.
And Carlos realized that “as is” meant far more than he had ever imagined.
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