Latex Drone Zoe

When the purple light fades the figure on the bed is unrecognisable as your sister indeed she seems barely human. The new Zoe presents almost a caricature of the female form. Huge breast as large as her head, an impossibly narrow waist contrasting with he unnaturally rounded ass. All coated from head to foot in shinning black latex with only her mouth remaining uncovered, her lips full and pouting under a sheen of scarlet lipstick.

"Drone 0001 online." She announces her voice soft and calm.

"Searching for Prime Unit." The eyeless latex mask turns to face you. "Prime unit detected. Drone 0001 awaiting instructions from Prime Unit."