Yes then you hide in your room

It was a small relief to hear that she was backing off for now, giving you some more time to think. You fell to your knees as Sunset sauntered over to your fridge, trying desperately to catch your breath as you tried to process the first time a woman, any woman, had ever shown interest in you. When Sunset asked you if you were okay with her choice of meal you just affirmed without listening before retreating back into your room. Slamming the door shut.

Now alone you collapsed to the ground in despair. You didn’t know what to do. She seemed so human, so real but she wasn’t. She was created by your sin, made in a moment of weakness. But you couldn’t just get rid of her, you were responsible for her. She seemed too human for that.

You briefly pressed an ear to the door, hearing her humming gently to herself as she prepared for dinner. Right now there was no sign of the fact that you had rewritten her mind to be that of a slut. She seemed normal, just like in the show. She was a good singer, just like in the show. You opened the door a crack and watched Sunset through the gap.

She hadn't noticed her yet, so she wasn't teasing you. Outside her enormous tits, which wobbled with every step, she seemed completely normal. Humbly humming to herself as she chopped a some vegetables. You briefly wondered how she knew how to cook, but then you supposed since Sunset in the show lived by herself, she would most likely be able to cook. It seemed the dish that you had unknowingly agreed to was simply Mac and Cheese.

But as Sunset was cooking the pasta she glanced at your door and noticed you peeking. Your heart froze. Did she get the wrong idea?

What were you talking about? Of course she got the wrong idea.

Your worst fears were brought to light as she started to stretch, just in the right way for her tits to bounce in your direction.

"It's just too hot in here." She said, a tad too loudly. She slid out of her jacket, giving you an even better look of her breasts. You should be closing the door, but your fingers seemed to refuse to work. You couldn't bring yourself to move. "Now where are the plates?"

When she bent down towards the cupboards she did so at the waist, leaving her ass pointed directed directly at you. Swaying ever so gently in your direction, toeing the line at a knife's edge between innocence and dirtiness. Logically you knew it was likely intentional but she pulled out the act so well.

There was a loud noise as something crashed from the kitchen counter to the ground. Then either in a panic or intentionally, you didn't know, Sunset kicked the thing under the kitchen counters.

"Oh dear. I'm not usually so clumsy." She said, before getting onto her hands and knees. Her huge tits pressed against the floor as she reached under the counters. Her legs spread out unnecessarily giving you a great view of her glistening pussy. It was hypnotic, as you seemed to loose all your senses lost in the sight.

Then the timer went off.

You nearly banged your head on your doorframe in shock, as you were ripped out of your trance. You closed the door quickly.

"John." Sunset shouted, her voicing betraying no sign that she knew you were looking. "Dinner is ready."