She wakes up. desi xxx “What the fuck are you doing?!” Felicia cries out as she breaks free from her mirror image’s kiss. She twirls, and with a smirk, gazes at her own finely-shaped backside. A tendril finds its way in between the double’s breasts and starts to push itself in and out from between those soft tits. A drop of slime hits Felicia’s cheek from above. By now, Felicia’s jeans and panties are in a slimy mess on the floor. The creature curiously probes the double’s throat. The tentacle leaves her face as it finishes rewriting her. She gave birth to a number of the creature’s eggs. The three room apartment is an absolute mess, just like its tenant. Felicia stood before an exact copy of herself, a doppelgänger.
