A child raised by machine learns to hide behind anything but itself. The parents check the monitor once and realize they've already lost him, layer by layer. What remains isn't salvation, it's just what's left when you've outsourced love long enough to forget what you were supposed to protect.
Negligent parents purchase Auto Mommy, a mail-order robot designed to raise their child while they remain absent from parenting duties. The child grows up in complete isolation, interacting only with the mechanical caretaker in a sterile, controlled environment. When the parents finally check the monitor one day, they're horrified to discover their child has wrapped themselves in dog skin and hidden their face from view. Panicked about sending the child to school in this state, they command Auto Mommy to remove the disturbing covering. What emerges beneath is far worse: a being that has transformed into something neither fully human nor fully alive, a plant-like creature without a recognizable face. This darkly surreal fantasy asks what happens when humans attempt to outsource the fundamental responsibility of raising a child to machinery. It's a brief, unsettling meditation on neglect, isolation, and transformation that trades conventional narrative for pure uncanny atmosphere. The film offers no comfort or resolution, instead leaving viewers with the grotesque consequences of parental abdication.