You were about to turn around in order to thank your clone for this incredible body, when you suddenly can't move a muscle. The only part of your body that you still have control over are your eyes, and you barely manage to make eye contact with your double. You start to get frightened and confused.
"So I assume you like this new form that I created for you, after all we used to be one person. I'd like to make a few adjustments to our current situation. You created me, partially because you wanted to share this amazing device with someone, partially because you get off at the idea of someone else taking complete power over you. And that is exactly what I'm planning on doing, so you should call yourself lucky."
You feel his hand caressing your new body, one of his hands lingers on your chest, just long enough to give your right nipple a little twist, making your nipples hard and sending a shiver down your spine. Meanwhile his other hand lowers in between your legs and he slowly starts stroking your small penis until it is fully erect. Tears start forming in your eyes as you start getting aroused. He removes your hand and sits down crosslegged in front of you.
"You may sit down in a more comfortable position, after all this little chat may take a while" and while he says this you feel your body sitting down on the ground mirroring his position.
"As I said, I know exactly what you are thinking. I also know exactly what you were planning on doing with me, once you had your fun, and I wasn't going to let that happen. Just because you created me, doesn't mean that I would simply accept you deleting me back into nothingness once you had your fun. But I wont hold a grudge, I won't even punish you. At least not directly. What I will do, however, is assume your position in life. Although I'm definitely going to improve my looks. And my job. But we can't have two of us running around, and I can't let you tell anyone what really transpired here. So I am going to make a deal with you. I am going to create a new identity for you, as my loyal partner, and as long as you behave I will make sure that you get to enjoy this new life. But as soon as you try to stab me in the back you are going to regret it. So far I haven't touched your mind, but we both know that this machine is more than capable of altering your identity to it's very core. So I'd like to make a you this offer: be my loving, androgynous, partner. Or be a homeless bitch living in the gutter. What do you say?"
You blink and feel tears running down your cheeks. You try to clear your throat in order to answer, but your body is still frozen. Only this time it's frozen in fear...