Clones her

Melissa woke slowly. Her eyelids felt unusually heavy, as though they had to fight to open and close as she blinked. When she finally **** them open, she could see nothing but a hazy yellow blur. It surrounded her; it seemed to be the color of the atmosphere itself.

She felt weightless. Her body wasn't resting on any surface, as far as she could tell. It was floating in this translucent yellow expanse. She tried to walk, but only succeeded in pushing her leg slowly through the thickness. This wasn't the air, was it? It had too much substance. A shiver ran down her spine, and her naked body shuddered against the cool yellow material. Gelatin! She opened her mouth and a mass of the yellow gelatin rushed into her mouth and down her throat, completely filling the cavity.

Oh God, could she breathe? Melissa panicked. Her nostrils flared involuntarily, and more of the yellow gel rushed into her nose. She pressed her hands to her ears; sure enough, they were filled with the material, too.

"What is this?" she tried to say aloud, but the sound was muffled.

"Oh good, you're awake," Ms Kyoto's voice resonated loud and clear in Melissa's ears. Melissa jumped, whipping her head around to see where the voice came from. But Ms Kyoto was nowhere to be seen. All she could see was her own body, her limbs suspended in amber gelatin, strands of her hair strewn wildly about her head because she'd whipped it around. Beyond herself, in every direction, was only more yellow gelatin.

The world shook and the gelatin rippled as a low hum vibrated through the material. Propelled by this unseen ****, the gelatin **** its way past Melissa's remaining defenses. Her mouth was **** open by the pressure, and gelatin filled her esophagus, stomach, intestines, and lungs. Her ass and pussy were pried slowly open by the vibration in the universe, and gelatin filled her completely. The vibration continued for several minutes. By the time it stopped, Melissa practically felt like she was made of gelatin.

She could no longer move. At all.

"You're not going anywhere for a while, My Lissa, so let me...entertain you with an explanation of your current predicament.

"First thing's first: while you were ****, I implanted microscopic radio frequency receivers in each of your ears. I'm wearing a microphone to transmit my voice directly to the inside of your head. The range is infinite, it requires no batteries. I'm considering implanting a microphone in my cheek...or maybe my breasts. That way, you'll never be rid of me. You'll always have my voice inside your head.

"Next: the gelatin. As you've probably figured out by now, it's edible, it's breathable, you're perfectly safe in it. Which is good, because you're going to be in there for a very, very long time. I had to wait until you woke up to pump the gelatin all the way inside your body. It's completely filled you now. That's very important for this next step."

In the distance, Melissa saw a red beam of light. It grew larger as it approached her, cutting a straight line across her field of vision. Without warning, it sped towards her, then ran straight through her eyes and out the back of her head.

Two more red beams approached, then ran through her body at other angles. A dozen more red beams, then two dozen, three dozen more. Before long, hundreds of red beams shot through her body, one after the other, simultaneously. She couldn't feel them, couldn't even see all of them. They didn't hurt, didn't harm her. What were they doing?

After fifteen minutes of silent ****, the red lights stopped, and Melissa's amber gelatin prison returned to its calm.

"I'll bet you're wondering what that was all about, huh toots?" Ms Kyoto's voice returned to Melissa's ears. "All in good time, my dear. First, let's see if I can use the pumps in there for another purpose."

The vibrations started up again. But this time, Melissa felt the source of each vibration move. The vibrations at her back gradually moved around to join the vibrations below her. The same with the vibrations from above, and her front, and her sides. One by one, they all joined forces with the vibrations originating below her body.

The vibrations narrowed and intensified, propelling a steady stream -- of air? gelatin? -- directly into her pussy.

"Oooohhhh!" she cried with alarm and passion, unable to move even slightly to avoid the **** of the vibrating energy. The beam moved slightly, thrumming against her clit. Her eyes clenched shut, then opened wide as she came.

Ms Kyoto's laughter sounded like a bell in her ears. "That's one!" she exclaimed. "I wonder how many orgasms I can give you in the next seventy-two hours."

"E-he-ee hoo how?" Melissa gargled incoherently into the gelatin filling her mouth.

"Yes, seventy-two hours," Ms Kyoto confirmed. "That's how long the final stage of this process will take, and you've nothing better to do in the meantime. It's not like you're going anywhere."

Melissa's brows furrowed painstakingly in the gelatin. "Hroo-cheth? Chinal chkage? Wha...wha ha-hen-ing?"

Ms Kyoto chuckled. "Best let me do the talking for now, beautiful. You sound like an absolute idiot when you babble like that."

Melissa growled at the insult, then moaned as the pressure from the vibrations at her pussy built up again.

"Now, then," Ms Kyoto continued. "You were asking about my process, I believe. As I began to explain before, the gelatin has completely filled every part of your body. It's coated every pore of your skin, melded with the surface of every internal organ, traced the outline of every facet of your luscious body, from the tip of your longest hair to the deepest wrinkle of your pussy lips. Your lungs. Your eardrums. Your cup size. That little dimple on your butt that makes it just this shy of being perfectly round. The curve of your upper lip. Every. Little. Thing. Every part of you. I can see it all perfectly now.

"And those lasers read it all to me. They transcribed it, took an image of it, gave me blueprint-perfect readouts of every measurement of your body, from the inside out: every. Single. Cell."

Melissa grunted as she came again. She could barely focus on Ms Kyoto's words, so distracting was the energy pulsating at her pussy. But what she gleaned from her captor's ranting was more than a little disconcerting.

"And so, Rocket Bimbo, I now have a complete record of you. I know exactly who you are. I have a map of your mind, and a matching map of your body. I think it's time I put them together. What do you say?"

Melissa, halfway to another orgasm, could not quite piece together what her captor was getting at. "Huuuuuh??" she gasped her question into the gelatin.

"I'm going to clone you, dummy. Using the blueprints you gave me, I'm going to replicate your perfect body, then install a replica of your mind inside it. I'm going to send Melissa 2.0 out into the world to take your place. And then you can be mine...forever."

"Ngggooooo!" Melissa whimpered.

"There's just one more thing I need." Melissa shuddered to think what other hell Ms Kyoto was about to unleash to complete her nightmare. Just then she felt a hot, studded, rubbery prod push past her labia.

"Ooooooo!" she gasped in surprised joy. The vibrations had been making her cum, but nothing compared to having a hot piece of meat thrust inside her. Combined with the continued stimulus from the vibrations on her clitoris, the sudden thrust -- in and out, in and out -- of the dildo made her clench her eyes shut, throw her head back, and moan with the biggest orgasm she'd had yet in Ms Kyoto's clutches.

But as she orgasmed, she also lurched in pain. The head of the dildo opened inside her and began a powerful suction.

"NNNNAAAAAAAA!" she screamed into the gelatin. It felt like a vacuum sucking her from the inside. Suddenly she felt something rocket from within her, heard a "THUNK" as the dildo sucked it up, and gasped as she dildo rapidly withdrew from her body.

"Looks like you really enjoyed Mr Clean, there," Ms Kyoto said, amused. "I'm glad he gave you something good, 'cause he also gave me the good stuff: your egg. That's right: that dildo just sucked the egg out of your womb. Now I have your DNA, the final ingredient in building your clone."

"RRRRRRRRRR!" Melissa couldn't believe this was happening.

"And now, my dear, I've got some work to do. Ta-ta. Try to enjoy yourself for the next seventy-two hours. You really don't have too much choice."

Ms Kyoto's voice cut out and was replaced by a high-pitched tone. Melissa shook her head, trying to get rid of the sound. It was no use.

She orgasmed again as the thrumming continued against her pussy.