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Published: 2019-03-08 14:57:38 +0000 UTC; Views: 27983; Favourites: 147; Downloads: 99
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Description Part4 story by voleberry28 www.deviantart.com/voleberry28 , art by Praying Mantis

Cosmos was a club set squarely in the downtown area. It attracted young party goers of both the male and female variety. The club themed itself based on the well ordered universe and the well prepared drinks its name alluded to. The roof had numerous lights strung across it. They sparkled down upon both the dancers and those enjoying their drinks. The bar was pink to represent a cosmopolitan and the chairs looked like martini glasses with part of the rim lowered to create a seat. Many people danced upon a large stage. The floor was painted to look like the Milkyway. It was scuffed from people constantly dancing upon it, but still held a quiet beauty for those who looked down.

Dancing across this floor was a duo destined for disaster. The black and white sisters were dressed up and ready to impress. Carol had chosen a tight backless dress with cutouts on either side of her thighs. They were quite wide, but held together by straps of material connected to golden rings. Her golden bangles and earrings went well with her mid thigh dress. As did the tall black leather heels she had on. Her sister Cathy had followed her lead and worn a short black dress as well. Hers had a fairly higher hem that barely went a few inches past her cheeks. It lacked the cutouts Carol's had and was made from a silky material that shined in the light. The neckline dipped quite deep and laid her upper chest mostly bare. It did not dip quite as deep as her sisters which showed off more cleavage than was needed to mesmerize your average man. Indeed Carols dress was made to press her breasts closer together while Cathy's was made to give a wider view of her flesh. Both woman were drop dead gorgeous and the crowd was sad to see Cathy leave on her golden 4 inch sandal heels, but they were happy to watch her as she did so. Cathy was heading to the restroom. She had no idea what awaited her inside.

It was a single stall. Cathy could have sworn there had been a number of stall last time she was here. A cute brunette walked in behind her and sat against the sink. She seemed to be waiting for Cathy to go. Cathy nodded to the girl and hurried to the stall. The brunette had seemed quite adorable if a little boyish, although she did notice the woman had impeccable taste in shoes. When Cathy finished her business she found the girl to still be sitting on the counter.

“I love your shoes!” Cathy squealed to the thin girl as she washed her hands.

Daisy smiled widely. “Thank you. I love them too.”

“Cathy finished washing her hands and took a closer look at Daisy's feet. “Wait those are the exact pair I have on... and that's the same nail polish. Our fingernails are the same too...” Cathy sounded excited at first, but as the sentence wore on her tone slowly lowered. She wasn't the brightest bulb, but she could tell when something was off.

“So are you all done going to the restroom?” Daisy asked. Her voice seemed a little higher pitched and more exaggeratedly feminine. Cathy thought that Daisy's response was quite odd. “Yes and i'll be going now.” Cathy replied as she walked to the door.

“Good I would hate for you to soil yourself later” Cathy heard Daisy say from behind her. Her voice sounding more natural and quite familiar for some reason. Cathy quickly turned the door nob, but found the door itself refused to move. She slowly turned to look at Daisy. “Looking for this?” Daisy asked while slowly dangling a key before her. Cathy realized why the voice sounded familiar. It was her own.

“Who-who are-are you?-you?” Cathy asked. Daisy mimicked her leaving an echo after each word. Cathy frowned and Daisy followed suit. Daisy was repeating all of Cathy's actions perfectly after just a second. It was like looking into your phones camera if there was a one second delay.

Cathy grabbed the key from Daisy who put up no resistance. The moment the key left her palm Daisy became motionless and fell quiet. Cathy quickly jabbed the key into its socket on the door. Just as quickly she felt a needle jab her in the back.
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