Jeff sat in the middle of the sofa, with Anya on his left side, and Anya on his right. He put his arms around both of her, hands on her naked breasts. He thought they felt quite nice. Her "skin" didn't feel exactly like human skin, but it was pretty close. It was soft, smooth, and warm to the touch. Her breasts had the perfect balance of being firm but yielding. Having two girls snuggling up to him was amazing.
Anya rewound the movie a bit, and hit play. As they continued watching the film, Jeff felt Anya's bodies change. He looked at Anya on his left side, and she had transformed her body to look exactly like Rachel in the film. She caught his eye. "Is this testing whether I'm a replicant or a lesbian, Jeff?" she asked. Her other body said, "We need you, Jeff. You're our best and only friend." He looked to her, and she was the spitting image of Pris.
Jeff played along, smiling. "The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long. And you have burned so very very brightly, Anya."
Anya on his left unwrapped his arm from around her, and redirected his hand to her crotch, to play with her pussy. Anya on his right unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and shoved her hand into his briefs.
"Hey, don't you want me to see how the movie turns out," he joked, smiling. "Though I don't need to V-K test either of you. You're obviously both replicants. Basic pleasure models, apparently."