Becoming her perfect match

Jessie paused for a moment. Here she had the twerp, at her mercy and what was she going to do to him? To her? Make a sister? Oh no, that wasn't happening.

The rocket woman left and wheeled in a wheelchair and placed the sleeping girl into it. Jessie took her to another room with an operating chair that had several shots lined up on a cart next to it, along with some headphones. First she injected a heavier sleeper agent into Jessica/Ash. This was going to take awhile and the last thing she needed was for her to wake up. Next came the head phones, which were set up to whisper sweet messages into Jessica's mind which, along with some of the mental weakeners Jessie was going to give her, should hopefully reprogram the girl on the chair.

"Oh don't worry dear", Jessie murmured to her self as she watched the unconciseness figure start to wiggle a bit before moving to lock her in place, "You'll get your wish to me just like me, but I'm not in the market for a sister." The woman started to organize the vials she planned on using.

Jessie had always been unlucky in love. If it wasn't one thing it was the another, though then again being a Rocket Grunt meant she didn't really have much time(Or money) to devote to it. James, as caring and understanding as he was, even turned her down but that was okay. He was a partner, an almost brother to her. But there was something he jokingly said to her one day. That no one could love her more than herself already. And of course she agreed. Maybe that was a little narcissistic..., okay maybe more than a little. But when she was given this opportunity, well who COULD love her as much as herself. She'd give Ash what she wanted, and get something out of it herself, her own perfect lover. Of course she wasn't going to make just an outright clone, even her own taste wasn't that **** but she had plenty of time to think about what her idolized lover self would look like.

Double D's for the chest, a slender but toned waist, thighs and legs that went for miles, those lips that were both pouty and sultry, a beauty of a face that rivaled her own, and of course that trade marked long hair. Though she wasn't happy with the idea of matching hair and left it black instead of her purple. After a couple hours she was done and had her own idealized self(or something close to what those on the net drew her as, she'd seen the pictures after a few police picture got out).

And while it was cute, having a girlfriend named Jessica was going to be confusing. It'd be about the same as if two Joys started dating. She flipped through mind control audio and changed that to ... Juri sounded good. Now the question was, just how to program her. Juri's headphones had been pumping her full of love and lust towards Jessie, and when the nearby helmet was added would rewrite memories. Just how far to push and in what direction? Something close to her own personality, a bimbo, a personal ****? Jessie toyed with the idea as she started to set up the helmet's general settings first.