Living doll

The beam surrounds Zoe, freezing her in place.

"Shit!" you swear "Zoe, Zoe, what the fuck? Don't just stand there say something."

She just stands there mouth slightly open, eyes glassy and staring. You reach out to her, confused, but as you do she topples backwards, landing on the carpet with a thump. She makes no attempt to save herself. She doesn't speak or swear or even grunt as she hits the floor. Her limbs remain stiff and lifeless, her arms at her side, her legs slightly parted.

You kneel beside her still not fully understanding what has happened. You touch her face finding it cold. In fact, it doesn't feel like skin at all. It's more like soft latex. You poke at her unresponsive body finding it's all like that. You lift her arm and when you release it her hand stays in position, pointing up at the ceiling.

"Oh my God," you say as you finally work out what's happened "my sister is a sex doll!"