Continue with the Clone

The clone-possessed Selina stood in front of the mirror, simply staring at her nude reflection in what could best be described as awe. The bathroom was located in the back corner of Selina's office and was a private stall just for the chief's personal use so it was guaranteed to be a nice, quiet place for the clone of Jonny to really get to know his body.

About an hour ago, the apparent police chief had returned to the station, and walked rather clumsily to her office, saying some awkward hellos to her officers as she struggled to make her way into her office and lock the door behind her, ignoring the worried looks that her staff was giving her and explaining her behavior away by telling them that she was feeling a bit under the weather, but would be fine after having some time alone to rest up while she worked on planning the gala. She remembered how the old Selina had often worked while she was sick, feeling that someone of her responsibility didn't have the right to call in sick and used that precedent to her advantage.

Once she was safely in her office, the new and improved Selina took her time, unbuttoning her shirt to allow her chest to breathe. She grinned as she groped her lovely assets and giggled with a schoolgirl like glee which sounded a bit out of place coming from such a grown and mature woman. She put on her computer and tried to actually get some work done for a little, but just couldn't concentrate on it. She was too disoriented. "Screw it..." she said with a sigh as she stood up from her computer and stretched out, cracking her back. "Might as well just get used to this body now and save the time later" she said with a sly grin as she slowly peeled her clothes off, leaving them scattered on her office floor as she entered her private bathroom.

It was now, after taking the time she needed to personally get to know her gorgeous body, that the clone of Jonny was finally able to feel natural in his flesh. "I guess a little exploration was all I needed for comfort, wasn't it?" he asked his reflection in Selina's sultry voice as he gave his breasts a squeeze and grinned at the face looking back at him in the mirror. Things certainly felt less awkward for him in this body now, but it was still a bit awkward. While the clone had all of Jonny's memories, he knew that he wasn't Jonny and had none of his originator's abilities. He couldn't even leave the body he was in since he wasn't even a demon like Jonny was. On top of that, he also had all of the memories of Selina McCarthy and remembered every detail of her life as if he was the one living it. Though any demon could read the memories of their host bodies in a similar fashion, something told the clone that they couldn't do it in even close to the same detail that he was able to do it. It was as if he was both Jonny and Selina while being neither of them at the same time.

"Who am I?" the clone asked, placing Selina's hand on the mirror in front of her and seeing her reflection do the same. She frowned, not being able to give herself a proper answer.

"My name is Jonny Macks...." she said to herself with a frown. That name didn't feel right to herself. Calling herself that felt like a slap in the face to the original Jonny. Besides, she was far too much like Selina to go by that name.

"My name is Selina McCarthy?" she asked, trying again. That sounded much more natural coming from her full lips, but why wouldn't it? That was the name her body was being called for over three decades. She smiled at her reflection, knowing that she was already used to her body as if she had been living those years herself. It just took some time for her to get used to riding this bicycle of a body without the training wheels on. "I guess I'm Selina after all" she said with a reassured smile as she stuck a sexy pose with her body. "I'd better get used to thinking of myself that way too" she said, feeling up her body one last time before closing her eyes and regaining her composure. She may have used that sick excuse, but time was starting to pass and her officers would be getting worried if their chief didn't start giving them instructions soon. Of course, she'd have to cover herself up first....what was she thinking getting undressed like that during her work day?

On that note, the now much more confident Selina McCarthy, exited her bathroom and began redressing herself in her uniform.