Ms Kyoto plans to permanently change Melissa

Melissa couldn't believe Ms Kyoto's plan to clone her actually worked. What's worse, her clone was now out there in the world, pretending to be her. And from the looks of things, she was going to get away with it! Melissa had to escape, and the sooner the better. She had a lot of things to set right.

But for now, she was in no condition to go anywhere. Still physically exhausted from her three days of cumming in the gel tank, her jaundiced body now lay quivering in a puddle of yellow gelatin at the feet of her nemesis, Ms Kyoto.

Ms Kyoto began talking, her voice reverberating through the earbuds implanted in Melissa's ears.

"Well that was exciting, wasn't it? Lucky you. The only woman in history who got to make out with herself!"

"Lucky?" Melissa seethed, wishing she had the strength to fight back. "I'll show you lucky. You and that bitch will never get away with replacing me. When I get my strength back, I'm out of here. And then you're going to prison. And your little science experiment? She's going to pay for trying to take over my life."

"Oh my poor, sweet, innocent little Rocketgirl." Ms Kyoto knelt down and stroked her captive's face. "Oh, I guess it's just Melissa now, isn't it?" She shook her head slowly. "You're not going anywhere. Not until I'm through with you. And nobody will ever know you've been replaced."

Melissa thought this over. "Maybe not. But how do you expect to explain that there are two of me?"

Ms Kyoto smiled. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about that if I were you. You see, there won't be two of you."

Melissa recoiled in fear. "You...you can't kill me. You wouldn't."

Ms Kyoto laughed. "Don't be so melodramatic! Of course I'm not going to kill you. You're far too much fun alive and in my clutches. No, Melissa, I'm not going to kill you. I'm just going to make you wish you were dead. Nobody will know there are two of you...because there won't be two of you. M2 is you now. You won't be you for very much longer. I'm going to change everything that makes you who you are. Nobody will recognize you. You won't recognize yourself. Your mind, your body, your personality...it's all going to be utterly transformed. Irrevocably. Just look at your skin! It's already that sickly yellow. You think that's going to wash out? No way, sweetie. That's permanent."

Melissa grimaced in disbelief. "I don't believe you. You can't scare me, Ms Kyoto."

"Keep fooling yourself, my pet. I'm going to transform you, one trait at a time, and before you know it, Rocketgirl -- and Melissa -- will be gone. Now, where should I start?"