My name is Lily and I am a twin. My sister's name is Rose, and we are both 20 years old. We grew up on a farm in the countryside, and we have always been close. Our mother passed away when we were young, and our father raised us by himself. He taught us everything he knew about farming and growing crops, but he also made sure that we received an education. Rose is more academic than I am, while I prefer to work with my hands.
We are both medium-breasted, big-assed twins with long hair that's always a bit messy. We have serious expressions on our faces, and we are always pushing out our butts in a stylish way. Our bodies are highly detailed, and you can see everything from head to toe. We like to wear western clothing because it fits us well, but sometimes we will dress up in fancier clothes for special occasions.
When the nuclear bomb exploded, we were both naked on our farm, completely unaware of what was happening. The flames and firestorm surrounded us, and the wind blew debris everywhere. We could feel the shockwave impact as the buildings around us crumbled. The huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, casting a red glow over everything.
The ruins were all around us, with shattered cars flying through the air. The infrastructure was completely ravaged, and the roadways were crumbled. We could feel the intense heat as we tried to find our way out of the apocalyptic landscape. Everything was a smoky ruin, and the flaming trees added to the inferno that surrounded us.
We wandered through the desolate wasteland for weeks, struggling to find food and water. We eventually came across other survivors who had managed to make it through the blast. They welcomed us into their group, and we worked together to rebuild what we could. We still live in the ruins of our farm, but we have started to build a new life there.