That image is easier to see
right here.
That's one of the basic writers' exercises -- create a story based on a single image, maybe with some keyword tossed in. Then, better yet, create a totally different story based on the same materials, and then yet another, totally different. Limber-up the cerebellum, hey?
ENVY AT THE DOOR: Oh yes, right now those hot young foxes can show off their tight butts and taut bellies and toned legs, and laugh, and laugh -- but when the night has run its course and the sun rises next, who will be laughing *then*, oh my pretties?
THE BEST-LAID PLANS: The strategy seemed to be working. Drug them slightly; force them to wear skimpy, revealing clothes; give them toys, and suggestions; watch them play their parts in the invisible script. Then, send the videos to their wealthy parents, with just a suggestion of blackmail. Yes, she would get rich on this scheme. But she envied their innocence, so soon to be blown away, like petals in the wind.
INTO OBLIVION: Svetlana watched the young girls pensively. They were trapped in here. They would never be able to face the Ice Age outdoors. She knew they envied her for her freedom, but what could she do? They would never attain the necessary body bulk. Their genetics have doomed them to a lifetime of imprisonment.