Going for a little more awareness.

Becca/Julie thought of something. She ran into laundry room and came back with a screwdriver. To Julie's surprise, she jammed the screwdriver against the side of the cabinet and chipped off a sliver of wood. "Hey! What the hell are you doing?

Instead of replying, she opened the cabinet and tossed to the chip in. Immediately she gasped and turned to Julie. "We weren't the same person before, were we? I was somebody else! That's who Becca was! That was me!"

The original Julie was getting frustrated. She reached out to open the cabinet but the other Julie stopped her. "Wait, what are you doing? You're not going to take the blood out, are you?"

"Of course I am! Becca, this is crazy! We need-"

Becca/Julie interrupted her. "I'm not Becca, I'm Julie. I'm you. If you take that out, Becca will take back over and I'll cease to exist. You'll be killing me."

"What the fuck are you talking about? You just think you're me! I won't be killing anyone. I'll just be putting you back the way you were."

Becca/Julie looked ****. "Why don't we try a few more things? No need to quit just yet." Julie realized she was stalling for time. It's what she would do, after all. She felt a pang of sympathy for her weird pseudo-clone. "Ok, let's try something else. Hang on, I've got an idea."

She ran into the bedroom and came back out with a small vial. Becca/Julie started to ask what it was, but before she could finish Julie had thrown it in the cabinet. The other woman's words died on her lips and her shoulders slumped while her eyes went cloudy.

"I just gave you a ton of thorazine, Julie. How do you feel now?"

"Fine." The other woman intoned dully.

Julie was about to remove her blood from the cabinet, but then she reconsidered. This was an opportunity to speak to herself in a completely pliant state. She might as well take advantage of it.

"Julie, can you describe the effects of thorazine and how you currently feel?"

Becca didn't make eye contact and spoke slowly. "Thorazine is an antipsychotic. The effects usually include apathy, docility, and mental fog. I'm currently feeling all of those. I feel mentally and emotionally numb and dull." She looked at Julie. "Did you give me this so you could turn me back into Becca?"

Julie took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom. "Yes, but first I want to talk a little bit. Is that ok?" She put a hand on Becca's shoulder, gently pushing her down onto the bed. "That's ok."

"Julie, do you think I'm pretty?"

The other one looked her over. "Yes."

"Good. How do you feel about Becca?"

"I love her. I want to marry her."

Julie was taken aback. That wasn't something she'd ever say but now that she considered it, it was true. This stuff was really helping her open up. "What would you change about yourself if you could?"

Becca responded thickly. "I'm too quick to judge and I have a tendency to use people. I want to be better to the people around me."

Ouch. Ok, this wasn't as fun as she had hoped. Time to try a new tack. "Julie, take off your clothes."

As the woman sluggishly disrobed, she went to their stash and grabbed a few items. Returning to the cabinet, she swapped out the vial of thorazine with her new concoction. She heard a thump from the bedroom and ran back in to see what it was.

Becca was lying on the floor in her underwear with her eyes closed. "Julie?" The original Julie asked tentatively. "Mmm, yeah?" Becca responded after a second.

"Julie, I've given you a potent mixture of Versed and MDMA. It should make you horny and compliant. How do you feel?"

The woman lazily stretched and yawned. "Amazing." Julie grabbed her and helped her onto the bed, where she sat swaying slightly as Julie removed her bra.

"Julie, whose body are you in?"

The woman furrowed her brow for a second, eyes still closed. "Uhrm... mine?"

"No, Julie, you're in Becca's body."

"...ok."

"And you're gonna help me learn how to show her a good time."

Becca bit her lip and opened her eyes for the first time. They were glazed and unfocused. "Ok."