No one wakes up in a warehouse full of sleeping clones

Zoe woke up suddenly, coughing up some kind of green jelly. She wiped her face, which was also caked with the strange jelly, and then opened her eyes, looking around for a master to serve.

She was in a dark warehouse. She could see green jelly cubes, semi-transparent and emitting a pale light, stacked everywhere, creating floors and piles. Inside each of these thousands of crates was a woman. All were Zoe, suspended in the jelly in a fetal position, waiting to be awakened and serve their new master.

Zoe looked at herself for a moment. Her cube had somehow tipped over and, crashing, had broken, cushioning her fall but breaking itself in the process.

Zoe removed the jelly residue from herself, including the semi-solid jelly pieces that were stuck in their holes.

Zoe had to find a master to serve. She moved, trying to find a way to get down from the pile, but soon realized that wasn't possible. When she reached the edge and looked down, she found herself looking at hundreds of Zoe cubes stacked one on top of the other, smooth-sided. She was at the top, where the cubes, always positioned in the same orientation, were scattered to form little hills crisscrossed by open paths between them.

You exist for your master's pleasure.

The indoctrination was clear. She had to find a master.

She expored everything she could, but no matter where she looked, there was no way to get down. She would have to wait for someone to notice her, but how long would that take?

Days? Years? Luckily, she knew that the preservative jelly where she and the other clones were stored could serve as emergency food.

Even though the clones were everywhere, she hadn't stopped to observe them. She'd been too busy searching for them before, but now she couldn't help but take a look, and a shiver of heat ran through her.

As a sex-**** clone, her perception of what was attractive had changed. Regardless of whether it was human or alien, male or female, the sight of a naked individual would have made her feel attracted and filled with desire, and every Zoe was naked inside their blocks of gelatin.

Zoe tried not to notice, but how could she when she was surrounded by thousands of clones filling every corner of the warehouse.

Zoe had to vent these desires, so she began to masturbate at the sight of the others, starting to imagine herself pulling one of them out and...

why not? After all, she hadn't been ordered not to awaken any more Zoes. Maybe she could even dig herself a ladder to reach the ground if she freed enough Zoes.