Revalations

An hour later, Emily opened the doors of the Gal Robotics factory, perp walking a struggling Hailey inside. The factory seemed to be empty except for machines putting the finishing touches on some dolls.

"If I may," Emily said as she made her way up a stairwell with Hailey, "I must say that was a rather ingenious move. I mean, any other reporter would have staked out and followed me to my sale. Of course, I would've sent them on a wild goose chase. But to get a tattoo, strip naked, and disguise yourself as one of our dolls to get the dirt on us?" She chuckled, "Oh, man! If I was in your shoes, I could only wish that I came up with something like that!"

Her smile became more sinister as she said, "Of course, if I was in your shoes, I would've kept my big mouth shut."

"I swear!" Hailey shouted as Emily dragged her into an office, "If you and that greedy, disgusting boss of yours even think that you're going to get away with - "

Hailey was interrupted by the sound of muffled screaming. Turning her head, the naked reporter saw that she was now in the office of Amanda Gal, the C.E.O. obviously sitting in the swivel chair behind her desk as she faced away from the door. In one of the leather arm chairs on the opposite side, Hailey could make out the source of the screaming: another woman was tied up in the chair.

Emily lead the brunette to the second chair, pushing her into it as she stood next to the desk with an evil smile on her face.

"Don't worry!" Hailey whispered to the other frightened woman, "We'll get out of this. And then we can work together to put that greedy and evil Amanda Gal behind -"

Hailey's words died on her tongue as she turned to the woman, her eyes going wide in shock. There, in the chair next to her, was a very frightened, very naked Amanda Gal, desperately trying to break free of her bonds. Hailey just blinked in confusion.

"But if you're... Then who's..."

"'Who's behind the desk'?" A familiar voice asked.

Whipping her head back around, Hailey saw the swivel chair turn to face her, revealing Karen Danvers with an evil smile on her face. "Surprise!" She said, "I told you I don't publish conspiracy theories, Hailey. Nor do I publish anything that can ruin my meal ticket."

"Karen?!" Hailey asked in shock. "I... What... How... That's... Are..."

"Confused?" Karen asked mockingly as she got up from her chair, walking over to the two tied up, naked women. "Then I think it's time for a little talk."

Karen then leaned in close to Amanda, reaching out for the tape on her mouth. "For example," she said, "you probably thought this bitch was the mastermind behind it all, publicly lying to everyone and saying that she's fully against the idea of selling these things on the black market. Truth is, she's just as much of a goody two-shoes as the media thinks she's is. In fact, if it wasn't for her profession," Karen ripped the tape right off Amanda's mouth as the latter yelped in pain, "you would've thought she was raised in a nunnery."

"Ow..." Amanda groaned.

"Of course, the only crime she ever committed was stealing ideas..." Karen muttered darkly.

"Are you still on about this?!" Amanda asked, bewildered. "We were in college! You told me it was a lewd joke! And when I told you there was potential by showing you the prototype, you said you wanted nothing to do with it!"

"Before I saw the money you were raking in selling these things legally." Karen replied, "And then I saw how much these things are worth on the black market. I made three times in a month what you made in your first year! Obviously we had to sell off the defective ones so that you wouldn't notice the missing inventory, but..."

"Wait! I'm sorry, but did I just walk into a bad action movie or something?" Hailey asked, not believing any of this.

"Oh shut up!" Hailey snapped in annoyance.

"And Emily!" Amanda said, turning to the young woman in question. "You were my top scientist and inventor. You were my most loyal employee! You were like the daughter I never had! How could you do this to me?!"

"What can I say?" Emily asked with a shrug as she grinned smugly, "I love the color green."

"Well, I hope you love the color orange, because that's the color you two are going to be wearing once the police get here!" Hailey shouted, glaring daggers at Emily. "And before you even pull that 'nobody's called them' schtick, my boyfriend is gonna notice I'm gone, and he'll - "

"Oh, I doubt that." Emily said with a chuckle. "Your super sized boy toy is already enjoying several rounds of pleasure on that beach with what I like to call, 'Hailey 2.0'."

Hailey gasped in horror, suddenly remembering the naked, larger breasted doppelganger she saw over her before she blacked out. If what Emily said was true then...

No.

No! Not Caleb! She couldn't lose Caleb!

"I see that finally shut you up." Emily mocked as she saw the tears welling up in Hailey's eyes. "Truthfully, I got the idea from your little stunt a few days ago. Had to make it look just like you."

"And speaking of that..." Karen said as she walked over to the younger woman and slapped Emily in the back of the head.

"Ow!" Emily yelled, "What was that for?!"

"For letting your guard down!" Karen responded sternly with a scowl. "And be thankful I decided to just head slap you. I have half a mind to drop your pants, throw you over my lap, and spank you until you're bawling like a baby."

"I'm twenty-two, Karen. I think I'm a little old for spankings."

"Oh, but you're not to old for me to stop giving you bubble baths, singing you a lullaby, or tucking you in every night?"

"MOTHER!" Emily screeched, her face going purple in mortification.

"'Mother'?!" Amanda and Hailey asked, looking between their two captuers.

"Look, we flapped our gums enough as it is!" Karen said as she turned her attention to the tied up, naked women with an evil smirk. "Now we make sure our story doesn't get out!"

At the police station, a policewoman was doing a crossword puzzle before the door burst open, making the woman jump as she looked up to see Caleb running through the lobby to the front desk, panting heavily with tears in his eyes.

"Easy, Buddy! Easy!" The policewoman said, trying to calm the young man down. "What's the problem?"

"M-my..." Caleb sobbed and stammered, trying to keep himself together, "My girlfriend's been kidnapped!"

"Don't worry, Son. We'll find the sick jerk who - "

"I know who took her!" Caleb interrupted, pointing to the naked doll in the bed of his truck outside. The doll in question was starting to malfunction and spazz as it's breasts were stained with strawberry and chocolate ice cream. "It started going nuts when it got ice cream on it. I know who took my girlfriend!"