As Jim rushed over to the naked replica of his sister, Edith stood back and gasped at this living reflection of herself. Jim ran over to the copy and looked in it square in the eyes. The copy locked pupils with him and opened it's mouth, forming it's first word, "Master."
Edith's jaw dropped upon hearing this. "Oh ... my ...god ... what the FUCK ... WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, JIM! What in the FUCK is that ...that ... that ... thing -- it fucking looks exactly like me!?! What's with this matser thing? Are you going to fuck it?? What the hell is oing on! Oh .. my ... god ... oh ... my .. god ..."
Edith replica, turned to face her counterpart and, like a parror, began to copy her original. "Oh - my - God."
The duplicate then turned to Jim and mockingly repeated. "What the fuck is going on, Jim? What is that thing? It fucking looks exactly like me."
Jim smirked at the clone.
"It does look just like you doesn't it, 'Edith?' We can't very well have two of you now, can we? What would Chad think?"
The real Edith looked up, "What the fuck are you talking about ..."
Her counterpart turned to Jim, "What the fuck ARE you talking about?"
"Well, 'Edith,' Master says there can't be 2 of you. So she's a copy cat, or you are. Now you know we can't have copycats ... what would Daddy say, you wouldn't be able to say you're Daddy's little girl if there's 2 of you, could you?"
The pod shook her head.
"So, you better take the copycat down, sweetie. Make your brother proud."
With that, the doppleganger turned to face the real Edith. Edith was in shock as her inhuman replica pounced on her. The two were at each other's hair within minutes ripping chunks out of each other. Edith bit her double and it cried in an imitation of her voice out of instinct but didn't react with pain. The copy pinned her original down and locked her arm between her legs as she wrapped her feet around her neck. Within a few momemnts, Edith was choked out.
Jim was astonished, but unsure which of his "sisters" had won. He saw one of them stand up naked, wet and sweaty and covered in bruises. It wasn't until he saw the chunks of missing hair begin to sprout and grow to tehir original length and the bites and claw marks seal up that he knew his litele blossom had done it's job.
"Now that's a good girl. Who loves ya, sis?"
"You do, master."
With that, the clone stood at attention waiting for further orders from Jim as her naked original lay unconscious at her feet.
Thu Dec 30 04:10:43 2004