Special Delivery

3 years later.....

*Ding-dong* The chime echoed throughout the halls of the lavish bel-air mansion. The owner and sole inhabitant stumbled towds the door wearing nothing but a robe and a dark pair of sunglasses. He cautiously opened ths door only to be greeted by a young man in brown shorts.

"Aee you Mr. John Doe?"

"Yes."

"Great, I have a package for you," the visitor declared handing John the object in question. "I'll just need you to sign this recipient and I'll be on my way."

John smiles, takes off his glasses and says, "I do not need to sign anything."

"Nevermind sir, you don't need to sign anything. I was mistaken."

"In fact, you never even received this package. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir."

"Good," John replies, replacing his shades, "run along now." After closing the door, John opens the padded envelope. Inside is a pair of panties in a zip-lock bag and a note.

Hey Boss. These used to belong to wonderslut. I snatched them when she and Bruce were doing it (again). I just know you'll find a use out of them. ; ) -Love B.G.

John opens the bag and takes a whiff. "Yep, these will do nicely. Time to go to work"

Minutes later, in John's secret lab

The brightly lit lab appears as if a tornado swept through it. In some ways, it had. John is rushing from station to station like an absolute madman, leaving parts, tools, and papers all over the place.

In the center of all the chaos was a woman floating in a vat of luminescent green liquid. Attached to her toned body were several electrodes and IVs. A nearby screen displayed all her vitals accompanied by the steady *beep-beep beep* of the EKG.

It was at this station that our mad scientist was now working at integrating the final set of DNA into his creation.

"Soon you will be complete. Together we will bring about my master plan."