Personality Trait Duplication

Lacie was fresh off of work and ready to head home. It had been so annoying convincing the people there that she had worked there, but they had finally relented when she showed them her dance moves.

While she walked back from the strip club, she thought of her best friend’s apartment. Her new home. And wasn’t that an exciting thought? No longer was she living alone. No, now she had her hot stud of a best friend as a roommate. She licked her lips. It was just a matter of time before they hooked up for reals. It was all part of her dastardly plan to seduce him. She had suggested they cut costs by living together and he had agreed. So now the two of them were paying half the rent with soon to be all of the benefits of having two hot people living under the same roof.

She was walking up to the lobby door when she saw another woman walking up as well from the other direction. She was plain looking, nothing special. Just the standard black hair and fair skin that made up most of the female population. And her boobs were like a ‘b cup’ at best. No real thicness to her at all. She was like maybe a 6 out of 10. Lacie had an eye for these things. She was regularly surrounded by 9’s at her strip club, and of course she was a 10.

She was so wrapped up in evaluating the womanliness of the person that she failed at first to realize this was her best friend’s mom, likely coming in for the holidays to check on him.

“Mrs. Daniels!” she greeted her. The woman, Mrs. Daniels, looked at her like she was an alien. A faint curling of the lips signaled her disgust at the bikini that Lacie was wearing. Lacie recognized that look. It was the kind of look that said, ‘What the hell is that person wearing. What a slut.’ Well she was a slut, so it wasn’t wrong, but the condemnation was totally uncalled for, and from her best friend’s mom of all people. Did she not recognize her? That had to be it. Otherwise she would have been totally cool with her since she had known Lacie ever since she was a kid. Her ascent into depravity wasn’t some unknown thing. “Mrs. Daniels, it’s me, Lacie!”

“Lacie,” Mrs. Daniels practically gasped out in shock. “What the hell happened to you?”

“What do you mean? Nothing’s changed as far as I know.” She looked over herself just to be sure, but yeah, same old Lacie as ever. Huge boobs, bikini-casual attire, blond hair, nothing different that she could see.

“Are… are you… is this some kind of practical joke? Did Lacie or Roy hire you to say you’re Lacie?”

“Roy-baby? No. He didn’t hire me. I give him my services free of charge.” She winked at Mrs. Daniels to reassure her that she wouldn’t dare dream of charging her best friend for lap dances or pole-dancing or what-have-you. “I’m still the same Lacie. You know, best friend of your son since like forever? We went to college together? Though I dropped out lol.”

“No. You’re not Lacie, you imposter.”

“Oh yeah, then why do I know the code to the apartment?” She entered the code and the apartment lobby doors opened. “Look, let’s just get Roy-baby to tell you I’m Lacie. You’ll believe him, right?”

Mrs. Daniels didn’t respond. But she did follow Lacie as she walked up to the third floor and knocked on Roy’s door.

The door swung open and Lacie rushed forward, enveloping her Roy-baby in her titty hug. She made sure to really press into him, just to emphasize how normal everything was.

“Roy, your mom’s here. But she doesn’t believe I’m me,” she told him, all the while squeezing the life out of his relatively skinny frame.

“Roy, did you hire this harlot to pretend to be Lacie?” his mother asked. “If this is some kind of joke, it’s not very funny.”

He looked at his mom and just said ‘Duplicate’.

Lacie released him and turned around to see a clone of herself, at least physically. Which was to be expected since his mom and her had the same physicians and the same aesthetic sense. They both loved huge boobs, blonde hair, twin-tails, the works. Really the only difference was that his mom was slightly older looking and her boobs were just a tad bit bigger, which Lacie definitely wasn’t jealous of at all.

And they were so similar in terms of personalities too.

“Like, hey Roy,” his mom said. “So is like Lacie living with you now?”

“Yeah I am. It’s totally awesome,” Lacie answered for her friend. “You should live here too and then we could all like have fun together all the time.”

“That sounds amazing! But like even better, why don’t you two come live with me? I have a house after all lol.”

“Whoah, that’s so cool of you. Roy, let’s move into your mom’s place!”

Roy said that sounded cool to him too, which sealed the deal. He’d just have to break the lease, but his mom offered to pay the difference. And what was even cooler was that Mrs. Daniel’s house was close to the strip club they both worked at. That’d save some time, and she could spend that saved time with Roy and his mom. The two of them were so fun and sexy and hot. Nothing but good times ahead for Lacie the stripper.