Duality

Why?

Why would Kevin go so far? Why would he hate her so much to do this?

Jessica remained upset as she stole an occasional glare at the platinum blonde bombshell that laughed and engaged with Tiffany and the same followers that had once gathered around the Head Cheerleader for a lunch or two. Jason eventually sat with them, and the raven-haired cheerleader introduced her clone as she wrapped an arm around him, and they began laughing together.

Jessica Myers.

That perverted bastard had made a fantasized copy of her with larger breasts, straighter and shimmering hair, with only the eyes truly marking them as separate people. Otherwise, Jessica Edwards clenched onto Simon’s hand as she witnessed her continued out-of-body experience.

Kevin’s perversion walked like her, talked like her, ACTED like her, and he even stole the genie’s name for his creation!

Jessica felt her heart twist at the sight of Tiffany with Jason, the lineman utterly unaware of what was going on around him. Of course, he had no idea, but the presence of him with the cheerleader, the whole table reacting as if Kevin’s abomination took the genie’s place…

…did they really think she was replaceable? Like her parents had?

Before she could move, the hand clasped to hers tightened, and a voice echoed sternly in her mind,

“Don’t make a scene.”

Her emerald orbs darted to the sight of her Master’s eyes on her, the calculation and thought whirling behind them. The auburn-haired photographer simply ate his taco slowly as he glared in the same direction she had been and then shut his eyes.

Make a scene? How could she NOT make a scene? The cheerleader’s cheeks puffed as she scowled at the order but obeyed as always. Her eyes became somber as she continued to clench down and pull at her skirt at the realization she wouldn’t be able to stop it,

“Did you know before?”

Her emerald eyes glanced to see her Master worriedly again as she watched him open his eyes to quickly glare at the blonde’s doppelgänger and then close again to take another bite of his food.

“If I did, do you think I would wait to be freaking out about this now?” her Master’s voice replied, a ripple of anger echoing beneath his tense exterior.

The blonde sighed as she bowed her head. Her Master didn’t say it, but she could feel that anger he felt directed toward himself. As if he let something slip, Simon thought that he should’ve caught it sooner but chose to ignore it. If the genie had to guess, he missed it to focus on her. Her shoulders slumped,

“No. No, you would have done something…you always will….”

Jessica felt the reemergence of her old self again as she looked up at Jessica Myers from afar. The Queen of Eastlake felt threatened, insulted, outraged, but most of all…

…powerless.

Her emerald eyes watched as the Blue-Eyes Jessica continued to talk with Tiffany as if the two had been best friends. The same way both she and the raven-haired cheerleader would talk during lunch or when together. Unfortunately, the new Jessica wasn’t there to make the Head Cheerleader’s life easier. The blonde knew that. So instead, she had to sit there and contemplate why Kevin would make the doppelgänger in the first place.

Simon had made a point that she had to understand her enemy, put herself in their shoes, and understand other people from their point of view.

Kevin’s shoes felt utterly disgusting for the cheerleader, but she had to try and think from his perspective if she was going to keep up with what was happening. So why would that psychopath create a copy of her in his own perverted image?

It seemed evident as she thought about it. The nerd failed to get the ring, and he could not get her; so in his twisted mind, Kevin had decided to make another Jessica just for himself out of Brad. It would take out two birds with one stone. Her ex-boyfriend, the ‘It’ Guy, was gone overnight and left only to impact Eastlake, along with the memories. If she had been bullied and scorned for being a freak like Kevin had been, well-deservedly in the genie’s opinion, then taking out the Quarterback, taking what made him popular with girls on the outside, that would be some poetic justice, wouldn’t it?

And Jessica had thought the idea of Brad becoming a girl was hilarious before she realized what her Master was trying to warn her about. That her ex hadn’t just become any girl, but the blonde bombshell herself. The ‘It’ Girl, the most popular girl in school, was the one that was a source of torment. The very thought of their feud had made the cheerleader want to growl and think of another punishment instinctively. Though, those days were quickly over now.

If Kevin did despise her as he had and acted, then it would make the most sense to turn Brad into her. Didn’t it?

Or was she missing something?

If the perverted nerd had wanted to make his own Jessica to **** instead of her, then why was she acting and behaving just like she had? Why make her come to school and act like an old friend? Why wasn’t she the one humiliating herself or whoring herself out in front of the student body? Of course, Kevin would want to ruin her life completely. After all, since Kevin had overheard and learned of her heritage, he treated her inhumanely, less than human. So why copy her if….

“Jess. I want you to stay away from her.”

The genie turned her head to the worried gaze and frown of Simon as he looked at her again after interrupting her train of thought. She scoffed and dismissed the very idea of even wanting to be near her,

“You think I want to be around her? She’s supposed to mess with me and get me off my game, right? I think it’ll….”

“All the same. Stay away from her. Limit interactions while you can.”

Her eyes widened with concern.

Simon was serious about this. Her Master really didn’t want the genie to interact with the other Jessica as if he expected something terrible to happen if she did. Inwardly the Queen of Eastlake scoffed again at the idea this imitation could hold up against the real thing. It was annoying enough that Kevin had made this new Jessica, but what was the genie supposed to do?

Maybe Simon could just wish her into someone else. That would be easy enough, but Kevin would notice…wouldn’t he? That would invite backlash on her. He’d know it’d bother her to look at another version of herself….

Then the whole school could wind up as form or variant of Jessica, an idea that made her face pale.

The other people at the table seemed to notice the two had stopped talking once her doppelgänger had left.

“You two got real quiet, real fast,” Sam announced as she pointed to her brother and best friend.

Jessica looked at her Master, who looked back at her, and then both attempted to shrug off the insinuation by his sister.

The redhead slyly smiled at the two of them as Cassie watched Sam wag her fingers at them, “Oh. I get it. You two don’t like New Jess! Having some self-reflections, Jessie?”

Jessica scowled as she scoffed toward her friend in protest, echoing her Master’s internal opinion toward his sister, “She looks nothing like me, Sammy.”

She slurped from her straw and looked away from the former and current cheerleaders still seated at the table. Cassie looked at the food on her plate and then, raising an eyebrow at them,

“I mean, she kind of does, Cap. Maybe you can ask her how she knows Tiffany so well. I think they went to the same Elementary School together. She’s Brad’s…cousin-or something like that? At least that’s what I can recall. She seemed nice, and everyone else seems to like her!”

The Cheer Captain rolled her eyes, “You think everyone’s nice, Cassie….”

The brunette smiled and let out a laugh, “Yeah, but I can tell who’s really nice. Like Simon!”

Cassie leaned forward and smiled wide with her lips closed to make her face more feline in appearance, “Simon’s the nicest one, here!”

Jessica watched as her Master began to rub the back of his head while his nervous smile reemerged with a laugh, “I-I don’t know about….”

The blonde pouted and squished herself into the awkward and lumbering right side of her Master and squeezed around him with a playful hug. She held up her chin in defiance,

“No, Cassie’s right! You’re a Good Boy! We gotta keep you safe from meanies who would hurt you. Especially Sammy!”

“Wait, what! What’d I do?” the redhead protested as she became flustered again at the insinuation.

Not wanting to be left out, Cassie laughed and hugged the genie’s Master from the other side, “Yeah! Protect Simon! I’m with you Cap!”

Jessica began to smile as she felt the embarrassment and confusion grow inside her Master’s emotions at suddenly being hugged from both sides. He looked to see his head cheerleader girlfriend on one side and her overly-friendly teammate on the other as he blankly stared at his sister.

“I have no idea what’s going on….”

Sam slumped her head down and shook it, causing the genie to giggle as the red-haired teenager sighed, “Fine. I give up.”

Jessica watched as the redhead wrapped her arms around her brother’s neck and hugged him from behind, her face growing a blush from embarrassment as Sam’s breasts squished at the back of her brother’s head, “Everyone protect the idiot!”

The blonde smirked as she heard someone whistle across the lunchroom from a safe distance for Simon’s ears.

“Way to go, Harris!”

Simon flustered and confused, three girls hugging him yelled back flustered to them, earning laughter from their peers. His head attempting to move only to make him more flustered when greeted by his sister’s chest and the sight of a girl’s head when he tried to look away,

“I don’t even know what I did!”

Kevin Scott watched as the big-titted Asian teacher continued to wipe the remnants of his cum deep into those glorious new breasts of hers.

Ms. Chen’s glasses looked ready to fall off her face, her brown eyes wide and staring off into space as the cum dripped out of her open mouth and onto her naked chest and pulled down bra. The Math teacher rendered mute as her face remained flushed, fingers stroking the white substance into her pearly flesh. Poor Ms. Chen, so strict, so stern, a class of taunting and an old-fashioned face-fucking by the perverted teenager.

It looked straight out of the doujins he had read. The math teacher’s eyes stared off empty as she stood up, stains revealed on her skirt and pantyhose as she walked off around the room like a drone. Kevin chuckled at the state of yet another converted and perverted teacher reduced to being another of his growing sex toys. But, he wouldn’t have much longer. Maybe it would be an excellent time to check on Cooper again to make sure she knew her afterschool plans.

He could go without cumming another two times before the end of the day, though. After all, Fifth Period was going to be a show for him, a delightful diversion that would head into the final act.

Then as predicted, his phone vibrated, and Simon’s name popped up on his messages.

MYERS. WTAF.

Ah, there it was.

The young man sighed as he adjusted his glasses. The thing he had worried most about when Simon had arrived with his **** that morning. It was only a matter of time, and the discussion had skirted itself to his benefit; not the teachers, not the bullies, or the manipulation of the student body, but the reveal of his creation.

Dude! I told you I didn’t expect you to show up today. D: I would’ve warned you.

As Kevin sent the shrug emoji on his phone, Simon wasted no time in his response. The awkward dork was unamused.

You copied my fucking girlfriend out of the guy who tried to beat my ass! How am I supposed to react to this?

Fuck. Kevin rubbed his nose as he closed his eyes. That was an obvious question he expected. Though, he had planned for this eventuality. He had hoped to avoid this discussion, but Simon had other plans. For the nerd, the critical factor was to stay on his friend’s good side. Though his friend still trusted him, Kevin would have to maneuver around this carefully.

I thought you’d get a kick out of it, tbh. C’mon, Simon, think of it as therapy! That cocksucker is gone now, and I have my own Jessica as an outlet to help me vent out the vengeance I crave toward your **** girl! Besides, she’s not the same as Edwards. You can clearly see that! So I thought it best to split the genie from the bitch! It’ll make it easier for you!

The three dots appeared and stayed on his phone for the next few minutes. Simon was trying to figure out what he had to say. The nerd continued to reason with his friend. As valuable as his blonde pet would be against the genie, there would be a line he could not allow to cross. After all, the perverted teen saw what Simon’s bad side looked like when turned against him. It even terrified the original Jessica to see it. Kevin did not want to witness that directed against him again.

Look, she won’t bother you or bully you, but you said anything is fair game when it comes to our game. Unlike Edwards, my Jess knows better with you. If your pet provokes her, then I won’t stop MY Jessica from responding. That shouldn’t be a problem, right? Unless your **** ran into issues with her last class? I’m only following the rules. Sorry if I left you a mess, but that’s the game?

Simon was probably angry about the genie getting the full extent of the Miss Littlewood experience. Kevin thought about the strawberry blonde twenty-something. Humiliating her and having her utterly obsessed with getting into the cheerleading bitch’s pants was probably overwhelming for Simon’s property. She probably was too shaken up to….

A photo appeared in his messages.

Simon attempted to retake his phone with a look of protest as the genie taunted with her tongue sticking out, winking at the camera. Not a puddle of humiliated Jell-O and very much eager to troll.

What the fuck? How the fuck was she, not a mess? Kevin thought as he felt increasingly angered. He looked over the photo again, seeing the fucking blonde in another new uniform, and stabbed his thumbs in all caps back at Simon, unable to contain his emotions.

HOW.

Miss Littlewood was Jessica’s favorite teacher, Kev. I’ll give you credit on your strategy, but did you really think she’d back down?

Then Simon sent another text.

BTW, I see why you’re always fantasizing about teachers now. Since she’s Jess’s favorite, I’m taking Littlewood off the board. :P Two left, buddy.

The glasses-wearing pervert couldn’t help but let out a laugh in frustration and at Simon’s response. His friend had to have done something. He had to have broken a rule, made a mistake, slipped up. Had he really been right about the genie being more than just the bitch that deserved to be nothing more than Simon’s plaything?

He wanted to crush the phone in his new and strong hands. Damnit! At this rate, it was going to be a draw! His friend had the genie with him the next period. That wasn’t going to be the place to strike. Simon could wish for the class to change in an instant. That left Sixth-Period? It would be the last best shot, unless….

Kevin clenched his phone again as he began to think.

Unless he adjusted his plans for the Practice after school, Simon still didn’t know about that yet. Though with Jessica here and Cassie also immune, that was sure to be a problem. The nerd would have to think of something or ask Simon what the outcome was in a draw. What took higher priority? Edwards was surviving her trial or him not meeting the threshold.

Another text came through, only this time it was from someone other than Simon.

Daddy where are you? You’re missing out on all the fun! Didn’t you want me to save a seat for you?

Kevin smirked as he saw Jessica Myers pouting in her selfie with Tiffany blowing a kiss unknowingly to the perverted nerd on the other end. The muscular teen sighed as he texted back.

Daddy’s busy, rn. Just make him a plate, and he’ll come get it.

Yes, Daddy. Btw. I met Simon and Sam today! He’s cute. She’s fire. ;) But his girlfriend is a piece of work. I can’t believe Tiffany says she’s the Captain! Wonder if I should talk to her again.

He shook his head and smirked, texting again,

Don’t bother with Simon’s ****, dear. Just make sure to get reacquainted with everyone. They’ll all love you.

Wait, she’s his ****? Like he has her captive? O:

Kevin chuckled at the thought of his creation coming to terms with the concept. Of course, he couldn’t share the actual truth with anyone. Simon had ensured that, but there probably wasn’t any harm in explaining it to her with his new Jessica.

Not captive. She’s just his ****. That’s her purpose in life, Simon’s known her since they were little before he was friends with me even. She needs him to do the most basic of tasks for her. That popular image, that aura she wields? It’s all a big lie. She can’t live without Simon. The stress of her life would be too much. That’s why her friends are so confused since she’s stopped distancing herself from him. They are completely unaware that the Head Cheerleader won’t even dress herself unless Simon picks the Doll’s clothes, and she can’t bring herself to wear anything else. She’ll do anything for him. She has to. She wants to. He owns her. But remember, that stays between us. It would be very damaging if that were to come out. Do you understand?

Jessica Myers texted back with a happy and warm smile emoji.

Yes, Daddy. I understand! ;D

It actually felt good to say that to someone, even though if Simon ever found out, he would probably be even angrier.

Remember, don’t tell anyone, or I will punish you. Severely.

He made sure to emphasize the message on the young woman’s phone. If Kevin could have Jessica Myers destroy Jessica Edwards, that would be a fantastic sight to see, but he wasn’t stupid. Even if it were the perfect trump card, Simon would be furious at the revelation. It would not only break the Doll but bring the hammer upon himself.

If he wanted to burn everything down, including himself, in the name of winning this game, Kevin would do it, but his survival instinct was against it.

It would be too reckless to anger his friend that way. Besides that, Simon was the one doing reckless things by researching and going off trying to find the truth of genies and the demons that hunted them—jeopardizing far more than just a high school full of fools.

What was more idiotic than that?

Kevin didn’t want to know, but what he did know was the Doll’s last class of the day would be.

Art class.

He replayed his text messages and then hatched an idea. A dark smile formed on his face as it came to him.

He wasn’t done yet.

“That’s really fucked up.”

Jessica had to rub her forehead as she tried to contemplate the text message exchange between her Master and that perverted weasel. The idea that Kevin changed someone into a version of her so that they could be his therapy dummy? It was absurd!

The head cheerleader slumped her shoulders as she remained attached to Simon’s hand, “I mean, if it works, good. Maybe he’ll stop calling me names, but what do you….”

The blonde gazed at her Master as he remained stoic and lost in thought. Since seeing Jessica Myers and having the young woman speak to them, Simon had felt colder and more cautious in his emotions. That wasn’t good at all, and the genie knew it.

“Hey!”

She tugged his hand and then smiled at him as he began to snap out of it, seeing the blonde bombshell giggling and smiling at him.

“You don’t think she’s prettier than I am, right?”

The genie immediately felt her heart swell at seeing his boyish face scoff in disbelief and immediately act as if a code had crashed.

“What? Fuck no. She looks nothing like you. I mean, she’s based off you, but her hair’s too pale, her eyes aren’t even the same green that’s the color of emeralds, and she doesn’t have the same curves that proportion out, and she overdoes that bubbly tone, not to mention she doesn’t even bounce on the same foot or….”

Jessica smiled and sighed as he continued to rant on while complimenting her and disparaging her copy.

Ah, the pleasant fact of having a boyfriend that couldn’t lie. Jessica could listen to Simon rant about every little difference in how she was from….

“Also, you never used to have a penis or be a complete bastard…or have been dubbed a stupid name like Thundercock….”

Well, okay…most of them!

It felt better in either case. Jessica wasn’t sure how to handle another version of herself that came straight out of Kevin’s mind. Unlike Simon, most of the student body wouldn’t have cared about the specifics. There were now two blonde Jessica’s that were popular and walked the school. Or at least, that’s how it seemed.

“You really should try to avoid her, Jess,” her Master’s voice broke through, “Kevin didn’t just make Myers that way to have closure or therapy.”

The genie’s eyes widened, and her bow bounced in her blonde hair as she stopped, “But Master, that’s what Kevin told you! He can’t lie to you. I made sure of that!”

Simon stopped and rubbed a hand through the top of his curly and scruffy auburn-haired head as he looked off in thought again. The scowl was prevalent among his features. This time he examined the students that walked to and from the cafeteria in the hallway. His mind switching to their link and more private conversation,

“He wasn’t lying, but he was also holding stuff back. I know what he really made her for…Kevin made her replace you for everyone else, as much as for himself.”

Her eyes remained wide as her body froze, her voice becoming soft and quivered, “W-What?”

“Think about what Kevin ranted at you this morning, saying you didn’t belong here anymore. He wasn’t just talking about the obvious. He was talking about what he had planned. The cheerleading practice, not inviting you to the trap on Friday, but inviting everyone else? Cassie saying that Tiffany went to elementary school with this new Jessica? The signs are all there.”

The young man frowned as he came to another conclusion.

“Kevin didn’t expect me to bring you back here, and if I did, then he wanted everyone else around you to make sure you weren’t welcome here. The more distance you can put between Myers and yourself, the better. I don’t think Kevin even quite realizes what he’s done yet.”

She nodded quietly as she tightly gripped onto his hand again. Then, the two of them moved somewhere more private so that they could continue their conversation aloud.

“I understand, Master. I’ll obey.”

“I would rather be talking about your observations about yourself instead of this,” Simon admitted aloud.

The hallway they had gone to was now emptied and allowed her to speak again.

The genie looked up at her Master as she tilted her head, “About what?”

His face began to turn pink as he smiled at the thought, his arousal and own interests combining inside of the photographer as Jessica started to feel her heart flutter from his change in emotions.

“Y’know…how you’re feeling, how you’re dealing with all of this. Your urges, figuring out how you’re responding to things, how you’ve been handling my commands, your wishes, we should talk about that next period and how to get your mom back. I’d much rather know how you’re doing than deal with Kevin. I’m sorry my plan got so out of hand.”

Jessica found herself with a heartfelt smile growing on her lips as she held her boyfriend’s hand, the gentleness, and softness that came from Simon’s honesty about her, his feelings for her, making her feel as if she had just landed on a cloud of cotton candy.

“I would be reacting differently if my Master were anyone other than you, so don’t be so hard on yourself. I trust you to protect me over anyone else…I trust you with more than that….”

She then felt a knot in her throat as she gulped and rubbed her upper arm, a blush on her face. The taller boy loomed over as he became concerned.

“Jess, what’s wrong?”

She couldn’t get the thought out of her head. Finally, the blonde tried to shake it from her mind, “I-It’s nothing! Just…um…”

The cheerleader bit her lip nervously as she darted her eyes toward the floor and tilted her neck over her shoulder, “I know how you said, I’m still me, and that’s true. It’s just…getting used to shuffling one life over the other….”

“Ah, yeah, I understand that. We’re in the same boat after all,” her Master sighed in acknowledgment.

He rubbed his head, “I just think of it as the same life…otherwise, we’re just creating alter egos…like superheroes.”

Jessica beamed as she held her arms out and sighed in relief. Her Simon once again proved that he always had the best understanding of his childhood companion.

“I know! Like, I get why we have to keep everything secret and why it’s important not to reveal myself, but it’s so frustrating! I remember what you said about being free of restrictions! Why can’t we just do what we want once this stupid game is over? You’re thinking about that, too, right?”

Simon emphatically nodded, causing the genie to bounce with both her feet together.

“So what’s the plan, Master? Are we going to experiment during fifth period? What do you want me to do next?”

He looked up in thought, the auburn-haired photographer contemplating what they would do next, and then looked as if something had just dropped on his head.

“Oh! Right, I did need your help! You’re the one with all the knowledge of the school, so can you give me some candidates?”

Jessica leaned forward as her Master opened a notebook from his bookbag and opened it to a page with a list of names on it. Why did her Master have a list of random girls from….

Oh.

The blonde felt a feeling of mischievous glee as her eyes narrowed and she remembered what the list was for.

Naughty Master was always fun.