Jon looked around the department store. Hadn't he been somewhere else a second ago? It was hard remembering, but he thought he'd just been watching his sister walk down the stairs in some kind of sexy outfit. But that wasn't right. When he thought harder he couldn't remember even having a sister, or any family for that matter. Should that thought worry him? Maybe, but he had work to do.
He looked behind him, at the racks of lingerie. Shelves and hangers brimming with silk and lace in every pastel shade imaginable. Yes, this was where Jon belonged. This was his department, after all. It was his job to help the customers.
And they'd know he was there to help because of the pink skirt suit he was wearing. Sure it was short and tight, but that was only so he could show off as much of his body as possible. He tried not to let his erection tent the pencil skirt too much, he didn't want to take attention away from the other clerks after all.
The girls were all dressed like Jon was, of course. There was Sandi at the perfume and makeup counter, and Andi across the way in charge of jewelry, then Mandi in the shoe department (dutifully shelving pairs of stiletto heels much like the ones they all wore), and Randi who handled the skirts, dresses, and other clothing. Jon didn't like thinking that the stuff she sold covered up all the pretty things he was selling, but he supposed one could still feel the silky, sexy things. Much like he could feel his own panties and bra as he paced around and straightened the shelves.
Jon giggled as he thought about the girls. Sandi, Andi, Mandi, Randi and Jon. It rhymed! Wait, no... it almost rhymed. Wasn't the whole thing supposed to? Jon was going to worry about it, but there were customers coming in! He straightened up and put his best smile on his glossy pink lips, watching the young couple enter the store.
The girl looked kind of frumpy, wearing a baggy sweater and loose jeans. Her hair was a mess, which was a shame because it was such a pretty shade of blonde. The young man with her looked incredibly confused and... familiar. Jon thought a second. It looked just like him! Could it be him? But he was here, in the lingerie department, doing his job. He couldn't be here and there at the same time, could he?
And even if he was in two places at once, there's no way he'd let that girl go around looking so dowdy. Which is why he had such an awesome job! He perked up at that - and felt it from the other girls too. That was their purpose. Jon knew they were going to help this girl look as gorgeous as they all were. And while they were at it, they might as well show her friend a good time too.
"What the hell is going on?" the man in the shadows yelled.
"I... I don't know sir. Looks like an error in the code." The man on the left monitor said.
"It looks like the code for one of the clerks... Candi, I believe, was inserted into our subject." The man on the right said. "It's been pasted over much of his identity, though not entirely." another said.
"But why is there another Jon!?"
"I don't know sir - I'm trying to parse the readings but there's a lot of data pouring in now."
"We've got to end it. Pull him out!" the man in the back yelled.
"Not now! It's too unstable. The extraction could be fatal!"
"Well do something! We can't lose this subject!"
The men began typing frantically, looking for a solution.
