The Thrustens, who are kinda like the Jetsons.

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Sci Fi version of stepford doll making, where the father Donald is hired as manager at a new space yard on the Delta-six deep space colony, the furthest and extra solar civilian habitation beyond solar limits. His family attends of course including his wife, two daughters, and son, settling in nicely at the D6 metropolitan facilities, which include sizable habitation modules, and sophisticated entertainment modules including it's upscale Mall, and Recreational Gardens.

However not all is as it seems, as a competing company, Surplex Fuels. Also owns property rights at D6 and have their own fuel processing plant as well paired with the shipyard. Surplex is behind bending the residents of the station into perverted versions of themselves, monopolizing on the instilation's isolation to pull it off, however the arrival of new blood may be the tipping point to uncover the conspiracy.