Jim remembered that her girlfreind left a gun in the shoe closet for protection, and as the two Sharons tussled on the carpet, he went and got it. Re-entering the room, he looked at the two girlfreinds wrestling on the floor, tearing chunks out of each other, he had to choose. What could...the tattoo! There it was!
Pulling the real Sharon to her feet, he pointed the gun at the imposter. As she tried to get up, Jim pulled back the hammer.
"Eat this, shrubby."
The shot rang out through the house and the fake stumbled backwards onto the rug, dead as she hit the floor. Sharon wrapped his arms around her hero boyfreind and gave him a passionate kiss. Pulling back, he looked into her eyes and saw tears forming.
"Thankyou. I knew you knew it was me...but how did you know?"
"Your tattoo. I saw it and knew that it was you."
Sharon turned around to look at the deceased duplicate, the copy's hair disshevelled and the body sprawled on the floor.
"Didn't that...thing have one?"
"No, i couldn't see one...wha...what are you doing?"
Jim watched as her girlfreind walked over to the body and knelt down. Only now did the poor man see that the double's jeans were too high up to see the tattoo. And there WAS a tattoo. Shock overcame Jim's body and he fell forward on the floor. That could have been his girlfreind he just killed...and the REAL one at that.
Sharon turned around and saw her boyfreind knelt over, weeping into his hands. Rushing over, she cradled him in her arms and gently rocked him back and forth.
"Shh...shh...it's going to be Ok, mas..Jim, i promise..."
Jim's eyes widened. Pulling away, he looked at Sharon.
"What did you say?"
"I said that it was going to be ok, why?" She looked at him, a confused look on her face.
"Nonono...what did you call me?"
"Jim, why?"
Jim pushed himself away from Sharon, for what she just said was incorrect. She called him Master, and that meant one thing...he just killed his girlfreind! Oh shit!
Jim stood up and pointed the gun at the imposter who knelt before him, and slowly a grin began to form on the face of the thing that was wearing his girlfreind's appearance...
"It won't work, Jim...
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"It's won't work Jim ... you can't kill your girlfriend ... not twice, anyway ..."
Jim replied, trembling ... "You aren't Sharon ... you're a thing ... a monster ..."
"A monster, Jim ... a monster you made. Don't deny it, Jim. The idea of having a perfect controllable copy of Sharon mae you so hot you were fine in bringing the pod that birthed me here. If anything, this should make you even more hot for me. I'm your lover d your daughter ... spank me daddy, I've been bad ..." With that the clone, spanked her behind then caressed it.
"I feel pretty real. My flesh is identical to hers. I bet I even taste the same. Maybe better, after all, I am organic. Want to try me on?"
Jim hesitated ...
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