Chloe and Vanessa stand in shock at the threshold of the bedroom, their eyes widening as they spot two robots on the bed. The robots are uncanny doppelgängers: Chloe’s double has flawless, sun-kissed skin, blonde pigtails spilling past her shoulders, a tiny waist accentuating her enormous D cup breasts that strain against a skimpy top, and slim legs peeking from beneath a barely-there skirt. Vanessa’s double has a wild mane of brunette hair cascading down her back, curves that overflow her tight outfit, her hips flaring dramatically, and breasts even larger than Chloe’s, their fullness barely contained. The robots are posed alluringly, faces frozen in serene smiles.
Chloe whispers, “This is insane. They look just like us… but, like, they don't move.” Vanessa circles one robot, her hand brushing over the soft synthetic skin. “What is my dad even doing with these?”
Quickly, the girls drag the robots into the closet, propping them neatly behind hanging clothes. Giggling nervously, they take the robots’ places on the bed, mimicking the sultry poses left behind. The also wear the robots bikinis now. Chloe smirks, “Let’s see what your dad does now…” Vanessa bites her lip, trying not to laugh. They settle in and remain silent, hearts pounding, waiting for the door to open...