Jim watched as a part of the plant swelled ridiculously large, forming a pod, which then burst open.
Tumbling out was a near copy of the hiker that had just been impregnated.
The woman slowly uncurled from a fetal position, rising to stand unsteadily and naked. She turned slowly, and her eyes widened slightly as she saw Jim there.
Jim licked dry lips, wondering at the expression passing over the clone's face and figuring out that likely the phallus-rod had planted not only one of its own seeds, but had taken one of the woman's ova and cloned her.
This was not an exact copy though. The breasts were fuller, her face a little more idealized, the legs longer, her butt a little more shapely. As if the jogger's mental image of what she wanted to look like had come into play somehow and been brought to reality.
Jim was surprised when the woman:
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