“You seem so tense, amore mio” Gabriella cooed in her light, charming accent, rubbing his shoulders tenderly. “Let me help you relax…”

Gary sighs, sinking back into the armchair. It’s Friday night, which he prefers to spend in the company of his adoring Italian playmate. After getting her ready that morning, he’d left her sitting passively on the couch and had been thinking of her supple body almost constantly all day long while at the office.

Currently standing behind his chair, Gabriella is wearing a lacy black bustier, thigh-high stockings and garters. Her chestnut hair flows elegantly in loose curls around her sensual face.

She is a perfect model of feminine beauty, and does not at all look to be an advanced android wearing a lifelike silicone suit.

Her fingers expertly knead his shoulders, and she leans down to plant the occasional kiss on his neck. This time, Gary cups her chin in his hand and guides her lips to his own. They kiss passionately, light moans escaping Gabriella’s lips.

Gary hears the sound of a key entering his apartment door from around the hallway corner. Breaking the kiss, both he and the phony Gabriella glance up. It could only be one person, so Gary isn’t alarmed.

He hears the door open and close, then a woman walks around the corner. Her eyebrows lift at the sight of the stunning Gabriella massaging her owner.

“Well, what have I walked into here?” The woman asks, with a knowing smile.

Gary smiles in return. “Hi, Zoe. Oh, just enjoying some relaxation time” he replies, reaching up to stroke Gabriella’s cheek.

Looking up at her, he says “Pause program.”

Gabriella’s eyes go blank and her arms fall from his shoulders down to her sides. Her smile falls slack into a neutral expression.

Gary stands up and walks over to Zoe, giving her a kiss. “Long day?”

She shrugs. “Oh, the usual. Seemingly endless meetings.”

Zoe is Gary’s girlfriend of just over a year. They’ve always kept their relationship casual due to their busy professional lives. Like him, she is a highly successful and wealthy entrepreneur who - at only thirty-six years old - is now running her third company. More importantly, she is perfectly accepting of Gary’s little “hobby”, and even has some “live-in guests” of her own.

“Can I get you a drink?” Gary asks.

“That’s alright, I’m going to go freshen up a bit. Don’t let me interrupt your relaxation time” she says with a wink, before walking down the hall to his bedroom.

Gary smiles and returns to his chair. “Resume program” he says.

Gabriella appears to come back to life, and resumes her massage.

“That’s it, mio caro, rilassati…relax. Tell me what you need” she purrs.

Gary turns around and places his hand on her shapely rear, pulling her around the chair. With a happy giggle, she lands in his lap and wraps her arms around his neck. She leans in and kisses him again, and he savours the lovely scent of her perfume and the feeling of her pouty lips as the kissing grows in passion. Their tongues explore each other’s mouths, hers tasting and feeling altogether genuine and nothing like fabricated silicone.

His hands roam her body, squeezing and caressing. He slips his fingers underneath the lacy black fabric, pinching her nipple and causing her to let out a lovely moan. She starts to grind her ass against his groin, and he can feel his arousal building.

“My, you two are quite the sight” Zoe says. “She really is gorgeous.”

Gary looks up again, seeing her standing in front of the kitchen counter. She’s let her blonde hair down, free from the typical ponytail she wears around the office.

Gary pulls away, smirking. “She certainly is” he agrees, squeezing Gabriella’s slim waist.

Zoe walks over and sits on the couch across from them. “You seem like very attentive housemaid, Gabriella” she states.

“Sì, Signora” Gabriella replies with sincerity. “I always make sure he has whatever he needs.”

The scantily clad “girl” leans in and kisses Gary again.

“I bet you do” Zoe snickers.

Gary smiles knowingly and asks her “Ready for that drink?”

“Definitely, I could use it after today. Gabriella, would mind getting them for us?”

“Certamente” Gabriella agrees obediently. “What would you like?”

“I’ll have a glass of wine” Zoe replies. “That open bottle on the counter looks good.”

The girl nods, turning to Gary. “And for you, mio caro?” She asks, stroking his cheek.

“Whiskey, please darling. You know where it is, in that decanter on the bar.”

She nods submissively and gives him another kiss before sliding off of his lap onto her feet. Gary and Zoe watch her head into the kitchen to retrieve their beverages, her ass jiggling seductively underneath her lacy panties.

Zoe gets up from the couch and walks over to him, leaning down to give him a passionate kiss. “Can’t let her have all the fun” she whispers with a smile. “I missed you this week.”

“I missed you too” Gary replies, giving her butt a playful squeeze. “If you want, I can send Gabriella to bed.”

“No, I’m in the mood to watch” she says with a sly smile. “She really is a hot young thing. Did you choose her outfit?” The couple watches the dutiful model pour their drinks.

“I did. Maybe I should get you one just like it.”

Zoe laughs softly. “You could, but I’m not sure I’d fill it out so nicely.”

The two continue to kiss until Gabriella returns, with a drink in each hand. Smiling, she hands Zoe her wine, then Gary his whiskey.

“Here you are” she hums, her hands clasped in front of her. “May I get you anything else?”

“I think you can certainly give him something” Zoe says, grinning. “I’ll get out of your way…for now.”

Zoe stands and retakes her spot on the couch, setting her wine down on the coffee table while Gabriella gently drops back into Gary’s lap. She wraps her arms around his neck once more, stroking his skin affectionately with a look of adoration in her eyes.

Slowly, she lowers her hand until it rests directly on his groin. “Per favore, can it not be just the two of us tonight? I’ve missed you so…” She whispers into his ear, stroking him gently.

Gary can feel himself swelling underneath her touch. “Now, now, Gabriella. We mustn’t be rude to our guest. Perhaps you can help her relax as well.”

The fake Italian model sighs. “Va bene” she murmurs. “You are sure?”

“I am” Gary says, rubbing her thigh.

“Come vuoi…as you wish” she replies demurely. Suddenly, she gets an unexpectedly mischievous look in her dark brown eyes. Glancing over at Zoe, she states with uncharacteristic boldness “Pause program.”

Gary’s look of confusion quickly turns to fright as he watches Zoe’s eyes go blank. Her face falls slack and her arms fall limply onto the couch cushions.

He feels his heart racing as he stammers “What…what did you…how…Zoe is a…?”

The fake girl sitting in his lap starts to laugh in her soft, delightful tone. “I’m sorry, amore mio” she says, this time without a charming accent. “But I've been having some fun with you.”

Still in a state of mild shock, Gary can only listen.

The fake Gabriella continues “Zoe isn’t there. She’s right here” she says, pointing at herself and smiling wickedly.

“Zoe?!” Gary exclaims. “How…?”

The imposter giggles and kisses him playfully as he struggles to comprehend what is happening. Baffled and a bit frustrated, he pushes her away. “Seriously…I’m freaking out and I need you to explain what the hell is going on” he says, staring at the lifeless “Zoe” sitting across from him.

Still smiling, the girl on his lap nods her head. “Very well, amante” she breathes, with a wink.

She reaches her delicate hands around to the back of her neck. Gary watches her feel around for a moment before she starts sliding her hand down, while at the same time grasping at the soft hair on the top of her head. She starts tugging her hair forward and, in amazement, Gary watches Gabriella’s lovely features distort before popping away from the true face beneath. The empty mask flops onto the girls’ lace-covered chest and the real Zoe’s flushed face is revealed.

“Hey there, lover” she chuckles. “Whew, it was getting a little warm under there.”

Gary realizes that his mouth is still hanging open in shock. “That’s…incredible.” He manages to croak.

“Thank you” she says, shuffling her ass a bit to get more comfortable. She leans in and kisses him, squishing Gabriella’s hollow face and dangling hair in between them.

Gary breaks contact and looks down at the playmate’s empty eyes and flopping cheeks. “How did you do this? Why?” He asks, poking the mask.

She laughs again. “Because I knew it would be an awesome prank! At first I just wanted to dress up as Gabriella and have a little fun. But then I got the idea to have myself join in to really throw you off” she explains, pointing at the blank, staring version of Zoe across from them.

“But where did you get the suits?” Gary inquires.

“You know I have one of those too” she says, pointing at the imposter again. “I contacted the manufacturer to see if I could get a couple custom suits made. It turns out they don’t make them, they just build the androids, but they put me in touch with the company that does. It didn’t take me long to get what I wanted. I’m very resourceful and, if you hadn’t noticed, I’m filthy rich” she gloats with a wink.

Zoe eases off his lap and stands, Gabriella’s loose face flopping around on her chest. She walks the Italian playmate’s body over to the couch, continuing “I knew Friday was your night to spend some time with this lovely thing, so I snuck in earlier today and swapped places with her. Then I waited for hours sitting on the couch. I didn’t want to risk you coming home early and ruining the surprise.”

She walks around the immobile, wide-eyed copy of herself and places her hands on its shoulders. “It is kind of creepy to see myself as a robot” she comments, stroking its hair. “And it was so surreal to have it impersonate me and then talk to me like I was just your servant. I mean, I programmed her to do it, but it was so weird when it was happening.” She reaches her hands to the back of its head and starts fumbling around.

“I can imagine” Gary says. “That was a nice touch, when you went into ‘standby’ mode.”

Zoe giggles. “I thought you might try to pause me, so I also made sure to practice my ‘zombie’ look.”

Gary watches as she tugs at perfect recreations of her own hair and face. With a sucking sound, they too pull away and flop down lifelessly, revealing the white, featureless face of the android beneath.

“Incredible” Gary murmurs. “It looked just like you with that thing on.”

Smirking, Zoe pokes at the empty mask of her own face. “I know, these things are so realistic. I couldn’t believe it when I put on this suit and saw Gabriella looking back at me in the mirror. With the voice changer, there’s no way you could tell the difference. I did have to practice her accent though. And memorize some Italian phrases, of course.”

“Well, you definitely sounded like the real Gabriella, that’s for sure.”

Smirking, she reaches down and pulls the mask back up over the top of the android’s head. Its features quickly adhere to the surface beneath, and after some tugging and squeezing, it once again looks like an exact replica of the thirty-six year old blonde.

Zoe starts fixing her imposter’s hair. “The capabilities of these things are amazing. All I had to do was create a custom persona with my basic information and some instructions. I had a conversation with ‘myself’ for about an hour until I felt satisfied she could do a proper impersonation, at least for a short while. But if you’d started to ask too many questions, she’d have been in trouble.”

With the fake Zoe once again looking exactly like the original, the real Zoe says “So…tell me I got you!”

Gary laughs and replies “Oh yeah, you definitely got me. I had absolutely no idea you were both imposters.”

Zoe squeals with delight, clasping the suit’s tanned hands. “I knew I would! You know how I love a good prank. And I sure wasn’t complaining about the opportunity to wear this young hottie’s body for a while” she says. She strikes a sexy pose in Gabriella’s elegant lingerie, looking a bit ridiculous with the girl’s deflated face and ruffled hair still hanging around her neck.

Gary laughs at the display. “I know how much those suits cost. That’s a lot of money for a prank, even if it was exceptional.”

“Well, who knows, maybe this can be a new thing for us. I certainly wouldn’t mind putting on a Gabriella suit every once in a while. And as for ‘Zoe’ here, I think we can find ways to have fun with her too…” she says, trailing off, with a wicked look on her face. “Too bad she isn’t more advanced. I’d love to send her to some board meetings in my place.”

Gary laughs again, and she spends a few more moments showing off and squeezing the model’s gorgeous figure. Then, looking at Gary with a glimmer in her eyes, she states “Well, there can’t be two Zoe’s.”

Suddenly finding himself surprisingly aroused at the sight in front of him, Gary watches Zoe lift the mask back up to her face, ducking her head inside its confines. After more tugging and prodding, Gabriella’s face clings to hers and regains life. She slides the zipper back up and fluffs the suit’s silky, wavy hair back around her shoulders.

Smiling, she walks over to Gary, hips swaying sensually. She spreads her legs and straddles on top of him, pulling him in for a deep kiss. Then, reaching around her back, she unzips her lacy bustier and pulls it off of her body, freeing her full, perky breasts.

“I’ve missed you so, amore mio” she purrs in her delightful accent. “I want to feel your hands all over me…”

She kisses him again as he runs his hands over her warm body. He lifts one to her chest, gently squeezing her bare breast, eliciting a sensual moan.

Breaking the kiss, she turns and looks over her shoulder at the fake, staring Zoe. “Resume program” she says.

Focus returns to “Zoe’s” eyes and she shuffles around in her seat, yawning. “Sorry, I must have zoned out there for a second” she says with a smile. “It’s been a long day!”

“That’s alright, Signora” the girl on his lap replies. “But if I may, you do seem tired. You should rest for a while.”

“Zoe” adopts a thoughtful expression. “Actually, a nap sounds nice. Is that alright with you, Gary? We can eat dinner after?”

Gary sits, stunned at the conversation he’s witnessing between the disguised Zoe and her robot imposter.

“Uh…sure” he stammers. “No problem.”

The fake Zoe takes a final drink from her glass, before standing. “Great. Wake me in an hour if I don’t come out before then.”

She walks over to the sitting couple and gives Gary a kiss, before planting one on Gabriella’s cheek. “Wow” she murmurs, stroking her hair. “So lifelike.”

“Gabriella” smiles. “Have a pleasant nap, Signora. Sogni d’oro.”

The android wearing Zoe’s body leaves the room, and moments later Gary hears his bedroom door close.

Gabriella kisses him with passion, once again letting her hand fall onto his groin. As she begins to gently stroke him, she whispers “It’s so good to be alone with you, mio caro. Let me help you relax.”