The year is 2041. We find ourselves following the life of Jamie, a college bookworm who had never even kissed a boy let alone experience the pleasure of sex. To most of her classmates, she was a shy nerd that nobody bothered.
What happens when she's allowed to express all of her hidden sexual desires on a clone that looks just like her? More
Jamie had never purchased a clone before. She had no idea what she was doing. She walked up to the booth and swiped her credit card. It then asked her to enter her shipping address so that it could be delivered to her. After that, it asked her to supply a DNA sample.
“Shit! Of course they need DNA. I’m so stupid.” Jamie said.
Jamie went to press the cancel button but accidently hit accept. She panicked, as these things are expensive. After a few seconds of mashing random buttons, she left the store angrily. Little did she know that a clone would be on its way to her doorstep.
A few days passed, and Jamie had all but forgotten about the cloning mishap. The doorbell rang.
Jamie walked cautiously to the door and peaked through the hole. The hole was blocked by what seemed to be a huge crate. She opened the door. Alongside her name on the crate was a stamp that matched the name of the sex shop. She knew what it was, but who was it?
She managed to drag in the crate and lay it down in the living room. She considered closing the drapes, but it was almost night time; besides, who would care?
Using crowbar from her car, she pried open the box. What she saw made her fall back on the couch in shock.
Lying before her in perfect condition was…herself. As soon as Jamie looked into her clone’s eyes, the clone sat up and made direct eye contact with her.
“I’m ready to pleasure you, Jamie,” Jamie’s clone said to her in a sexier voice than she herself had ever used.