Alex looked back at herself in the mirror with nervous excitement. Today was her partner's 30th birthday, and she had gone to great lengths to prepare a special surprise for him. She admired her reflection, taking a moment to appreciate the body she had worked so hard to achieve. She hadn't really taken the time to look at her body this completely since she left the scanner, roughly 5 weeks prior.
She stood at 5'7", weighed around 120 lbs, and had C-cup breasts that were big enough to be enjoyed, yet still perky. Her ass was no different, and she thought David that about her. Her heritage was equal parts Asian and European, and if she was drunk enough, she might admit that she'd been confused for Olivia Munn on more than one occasion.
'Damn, you really are kind of sexy,' she thought to herself, as she continued to get ready for the evening.
Her concentration was broken by the sound of her apartment doorbell, and she put her makeup back on the mantle. A new wave of nervous excitement rushed through her as she approached the door. As she leaned toward the peephole, she hesitated, still in disbelief of who she was bound to find on the other side.
"Who's there?" she asked.
"Hi, I'm Danielle, delivery for Alexandra," the voice replied.
Alex opened the door and stared, in shock, at herself. "Hi, Alexandra, I'm Danielle, the SPB you ordered, may I come in?"
She nodded silently, still too mind-blown to say a word.
Roughly a month prior, she had entered the New York office for SexPro International, and ordered a custom humanoid (conveniently marketed as SexProBots, or SPB) for her fiancee. The company specialized in making living, breathing, sex toys for humans -- at a hefty price. The reality of the business was that they were making clones, and not humanoid robots, with exacting precision. They used proprietary neuronal technology to make these clones operate at the whim of their owner. Market testing had shown that it was better to label them as androids, or humanoid robots, rather than admit that they were custom-designed clones.
The company offered standardized models; models that looked like famous actresses, supermodels, or adult stars. Alex had spent time scrolling through David's (her partner) computer history, but hadn't found any one person he clearly found the most commonly viewed-- so she decided to have the SPB made in her figure.
After being put through every scanner known to mankind and undergoing extensive blood tests, she had been told the delivery would take place on his birthday, which was today.
Alex watched as Danielle entered the apartment. "I can take your coat for you," she offered, and was surprised to see her own naked body under the trench coat that Danielle slid off. "I can't believe they don't send you with any cloths," Alex said, shaking her head.
The awkward moment was broken by the familiar sound of a cell phone vibrating, and saw her phone had lit up.
David had responded to her prior text: ' I'm out early, on my way home, see you in 10.'
She glanced up at her naked identical twin, and smiled nervously before looking back down at her phone.
' See you soon, I'll be in the bedroom with your birthday gift.'
'What is it?', he replied.
She texted back: 'No more questions! It's a surprise...but tonight I'm Danielle, and I'll do whatever the birthday boy wants.'
Alex threw her phone on the couch and grabbed Danielle's hand, leading her into the bedroom. " Here, put this on," she said, and began to slide off the maroon lingerie she had been wearing. She watched her clone slide on the lace lingerie set and noticed, for the first time, her own arousal.
"Okay good, now get on the bed and wait for him," Alex said. Danielle nodded, and positioned herself on the bed seductively, with her legs gently spread.
"Remember, you cannot tell him who or what you are, okay?"
The lingerie-clad replica looked back at her and smiled, "I will let him use me however he wants."
Alex opened her nightstand and grabbed one of her vibrators, and opened the door to the bedroom closet. She then parted some of the hanging cloths and tucked herself between them, sitting in a small chair, totally naked, waiting with growing anticipation.
After a few minutes there was the sound of a closing door, and she heard David call out, "Hey, I'm home, where are you?"
Danielle replied, "In the bedroom, silly, get in here..."