*knock knock*
Simone, or rather her clone, looked up from the boot of her car and saw the teenager standing on the doorstep waiting to be let in.
She rolled her eyes back into her head, and listened.
...capture...landlady's...daughter...produce...agent...
Hey eyes reverted to their normal hazel colour and she shut the boot, locking in the unconscious forms of Violet and her original. Walking up to the door, she smiled at the 19 year old, hesitated, then thrust the pod she held in her hand up the skirt and deep into the girl's vagina, ripping the panties with such force that they snapped off.
The girl bent double and gasped for air, and the clone stuck again, locking her left leg around the girl's legs and forcing a kiss on the lips. The shocked expression on the landlady's daughters face turned into a pensive look, as some form of sedative was being secreted into the pod person's saliva.
Opening the door, Simone's double lay the girl on the entranceway carpet and shut the door that lead the room where the party was being held, and then picked up the teenager in her arms. She carried her to the lair of the supreme master, Sunny, and lay her down on the floor. Already the process was beginning as the prone form was put onto the carpet, and a flesh pod rolled out from between the denim skirt. This girl was not to realise that she had just given birth to an entity, one that would in a couple of minutes, exactly resemble her. But she was knocked out, so that was OK.
Pod Edith and Simone watched on as the flesh pod swelled and pulsated to form a double of the black-haired girl that lay in front of them. Soon two Charlottes lay on the red carpet, and the second-born stood up to recieve orders, her long black hair covering her ample 19 year-old breasts.
Fri Jan 07 10:12:02 2005