Patron Reward: Persona Shadow Clones

Finally delivering on some patron rewards this month! This one a two-month piece for some extra length. The gals of Persona 5 are summoned into the other world by duplicates who want to kill them and take over their lives... if they can work together long enough to do that, anyway. Some blood and death going on here, so heads up on that.

The Phantom Thieves were slowly cleaning up the city, altering the minds of evildoers and corrupted people. When a strange notification came up on their app, the girls tapped on it and found themselves suddenly blacking out in their rooms.

When they came to, they were in a strange lounge surrounded by red walls. Some decorative furniture was laid about, and the four girls were surprised to find themselves in different colored bikinis. Lounging one some of the couches and chairs were exact duplicates of Ann, Makoto, Futaba and Haru. 

“What’s the meaning of this?” Makoto demanded, modestly covering her chest. The short-haired brunette’s chest bobbed around in her black bikini. 

“Can you believe her?” the duplicate Ann laughed. The clones’ eyes gleamed with a red light that set them apart from their doubles. The busty blonde crossed her legs and smirked in her red bikini. “You always were such a bossy whiner, huh, Makoto?”

The blonde glanced at her own Makoto who scowled back at her.

“I am not, you stupid tramp! Tell her, Haru!”

“Did she mean me?” the real Haru asked, pointing to herself. The curly-haired girl was wearing a pink and black pattern across her chest and crotch, though it didn’t cover up as much as she’d like.

“Seriously, though,” Futaba backed her up. The slim girl’s long, orange hair hung over her black and green two piece.  “If you guys could call your Futaba ‘Evil Futaba’ and me just Futaba, that’d be a big…”

“That’s enough!” Evil Futaba snapped. “You’ve fallen into our trap! Now you’ll fall victim to your shadow selves and we can take over your mortal forms!”

“To do what?! Your dumb plan makes no sense already!” Ann objected.

“It doesn’t have to when we can kill you now and go through with it anyway!” The dark Makoto suddenly sprang to her feet, leaping off her armchair and tackling the real Phantom Thief to the ground. 

It caught them all by surprise as their dark versions rushed the heroines. Evil Ann ran up to her better half and buried a fist into her stomach. The blonde huffed as spit sprayed from her mouth and Evil Ann grabbed her by the hair to throw her onto a nearby couch. 

Futaba reached out to help her when her evil twin grabbed her by the hair. Futaba shrieked as her long locks were pulled back like a leash, dragging her back into her clone’s arms where she caught her in a chokehold. Haru tried to rush to her aid when her own double tripped her over her extended leg.

“You’re all so gullible!” Evil Haru laughed as she mounted the real version’s back. “Always rushing to help each other when you should be looking out for yourselves! I mean look at that!”

The dark Haru gestured over towards the battle between Makotos. The evil version of the brunettes had her pinned beneath her, but the real Makoto sent a few sharp punches up into her face. The evil double looked dazed before Makoto used her martial arts to flip toss her evil twin over her head and crashing her into a table.

“You think your bestie could have pulled that if she was babysitting you? You got to focus on your own fights of you fuck up that like pushy tomboy.”

“You’re right about one thing,” Haru growled. “You should focus on your battles!”

The curly haired thief punched her double in the belly, winding Evil Haru in one shot. She grunted and doubled over, letting Haru grab and pull on her bikini top. She turned and pulled hard to throw her off by her chest, tearing her top off in the process. Evil Haru landed on her hip, turning around and shocked to feel her bare breasts jiggling around. It left her wide open for the real deal to swing a foot up, kicking her right beneath her tit so it went bouncing out of control and stung her ribs.

Ann landed on the couch as her evil twin came storming after her. She raised her bare feet and threw a double kick into her tits, flattening them against her chest. Evil Ann groaned loudly as she cupped her boobs.

“I imagine that hurts you just as much as it would me,” Ann grunted as she forced herself to get back up. She threw a few hard but amateur punches that bounced Evil Ann’s jugs around. She was too busy trying to catch and block her tits to stop the real Ann from headbutting her between the eyes. It stung the original but the dazed evil twin went tumbling back onto her barely covered ass.

Futaba gagged and pulled on her double’s arm as it choked her out. Her glasses tumbled off her face but it was the least of her concerns right now. She managed to pry the geeky double’s arm back enough that she could swing her head backward, giving her a reverse headbutt. It stung the back of her head but it made Evil Futaba shout in pain. She released her good girl version to clutch her face as her cracked glasses fell from her face.

“Ow! Do you know how hard it is to replace those in a realm of pure shadows?!” Evil Futaba complained.

“I don’t care! I’m going to beat your Yugioh ass for this!” Futaba threatened back. 

She whirled around and shoved Evil Futaba in the chest, sending the skinny redhead stumbling and tripping backward over a footstool. She had barely landed when Futaba hopped over it and stomped on her stomach.

Evil Haru scrambled back against one of the couches, scooting on her ass to avoid her furious original.  “Wait! Hold on! Just kill my teammates instead of me!” the brunette doppelganger insisted. “They don’t mean shit to me.”

“Not helping your case,” Haru said with a glaring expression. “Like I’d spare a shadow that would turn on their own kind of quickly.”

Haru sent a stomp at her dark double but Evil Haru rolled out of the way, letting her bare foot hit the chair instead. With her legs spread out, the darker version threw a punch right into her pussy. Haru gave a sharp gasp as her legs reflexively tried to clamp together. That just made her fall forward onto the couch as Evil Haru pounced on her back.

“Turn me down, will you? I’m going to enjoy stealing your mortal form!” she snarled.

Evil Haru pulled on her double’s hair, lifting her head up before slamming it back into the firm back of the couch. Haru’s head banged on the couch a few times, rattling her but not enough to put her out. She clenched her fist and swung her heel up and backward, slamming it into Evil Haru’s pussy. Her small bikini gave her no protection as she gasped and held her groin.

“Ohhh! You fucking bitch!” Haru’s darker half moaned.

“If you can do it then so can I!” Haru argued as she shoved herself backward. Dark Haru landed on her back as the original lifted her hips and dropped them down again, sitting firmly on her dark double’s belly. Dark Haru gagged loudly as the wind was knocked out of her, but Haru turned to grab and pin her arms. The shadow was still coughing and struggling to breathe when Haru leaned in, lowering her breasts over the evil twin’s face.

“W-wait! Stop, you idiot!” Dark Haru pleaded breathlessly.

“And why’s that?” Haru asked confidently as she let her chest hover just over her nose.

“Uh… if I die, you die too?”

“Nice try.” Haru let her upper body drop, dropping her tits in her face. Dark Haru gave a muffled grunt as the tiny swimsuit and the plump jugs slapped into her. She squirmed and kicked but Haru stayed steadily on top of her, pinning her while tilting her shoulders to seal her tits across her nose and mouth. Soon she felt the huffing breath against her skin, giving it nowhere to escape to. 

Evil Ann was reeling from the latest blows from her better half, just to feel her grab hold of her hair.

“I’m not taking any more of this bullshit! Not from you or from anyone else!”

Ann wrapped her pale legs around Evil Ann’s neck, yanking up on her pigtails to force her head between her thighs. The evil blonde’s eyes went wide as she found herself stuck in a standing head scissor, gagging as the original Ann’s toned legs crushed her evil windpipe.

“Get off… you ugly skank!” Ann shouted at her. “You’re just a useless whore anyway! It would only get easier if you let me take over for you!”

“Not on your life! OWW!”

Ann howled as the doppelganger suddenly turned her head and bit into her thigh. Ann released the hold to rub the red teeth marks on her pale skin. Evil Ann took advantage and pulled down her bikini bottoms, shoving Ann in the stomach to make her go tripping over her dropped drawers.

“You’re such a stupid bimbo!” Evil Ann cackled. “I should have known you’d be easier to trick than beat down!”

The dark double grabbed a smaller wooden chair and hefted it up. With an angry growl she swung it down at Ann’s body, but for the Phantom Thief to roll out of the way. The chair cracked in half on the floor instead of her face as Ann sprang to her feet.

“Takes one to know one, blondie!” Ann snapped back, quickly seeing through the hypocrisy of her twin’s insults.” Before the evil version of herself could try to swing the remaining pieces of her chair, Ann clocked her across the face with a sharp hook.

“I really do have a pretty face,” Ann noted optimistically. “What a shame I’m going to have to break it!”

Ann unleashed another barrage of punches, smacking around Evil Ann’s face and tits until they were popping out of her top. Ann grabbed the loose bikini top between its cups and slugged her dark doppelganger in the face, sending her tripping over her own feet until she crumbled to all fours. She landed topless as Ann was left with a handful of her swimsuit, smirking as she looked over the red bikini top.

Evil Ann started to drag herself up when she felt a sharp sting across her back. She screamed and looked up to see Ann smirking, holding one end of her bikini so that the rest hung like a whip.

“That’s right! Bow down to your mistress, you sneaky little bitch!” Ann crowed confidently. Evil Ann realized what she was up to and tried to crawl away, but Ann stomped her heel down on her back. It brought her flat to the floor as Ann swung away wildly, slapping her across her back and head with the stinging top.

“AHHHH! OW! OW! Stop it!” Evil Ann shrieked. She finally got the strength and leverage to shove off to one side, rolling over and making Ann stumble as she threw her off. She threw all her power into an aggressive dive, ending up tackling Ann back to the ground. The blonde gasped as she wrestled with her rival, clawing and shoving at anything they could reach on the other’s body. They went catballing through the chaotic room, bumping off of walls and furniture and whatever else got in their way around the cramped quarters. 

Ann felt the back of her head thump against something hard. A quick glance noticed it was a sturdy wardrobe pushed up against one of the walls. Evil Ann’s red eyes flared up with anger as she punched Ann in the face, snapping the blonde’s head away.

“I’m going to take over that slutty body of yours and put it to good use!” Evil Ann threatened. 

As Ann rested slumped against one wall, Makoto dove after her duplicate. She threw a sharp punch down at her head but Evil Makoto seemed to have the same abilities. She rolled aside and flipped back up to her feet, boobs bouncing around in her bikini.

“You can’t beat me, you idiot. I’m you, except that I’m willing to do whatever it takes to win. You’re too hooked on these losers while I’d ditch them in a second. And as soon as we escape into your bodies, I’ll be able to destroy them once and for all.” 

“So you don’t have any friends. You think I’m impressed?”

Makoto threw a kick at her double’s side, but Evil Makoto blocked her foot and grabbed onto her leg. Makoto’s eyes went wide as her evil twin dropped to her knee, but they went even wider when she threw an uppercut into her pussy. Makoto shrieked in pain and clutched her crotch. She dropped to the floor as she curled into a fetal position, leaving Evil Makoto sneering down at her. 

“See where living fair gets you? You keep saving people while I look out for myself. We’ll see who gets further.” 

The evil martial artist picked up a table leg from the furniture she’d gone crashing through. She swung it like a club to smack painfully against the original Phantom Thief’s back, getting another pained cry from the brunette. Makoto crawled away from her but her evil twin landed a sharp kick right in her belly, knocking the wind out of her.

Evil Futaba gagged as she clutched her stomach, rolling around beneath the original. Futaba pushed some of her hair from her face before she grabbed the copycat by the hair, dragging her up to her hands and knees.

“Lemme show you why we’re the one and only Phantom Thieves,” Futaba threatened. She drove a knee into the evil version’s face, splitting her lip and sending some blood trickling down her chin. Evil Futaba growled and buried her claws into her better half’s thighs. She raked her nails down to leave rough red slashes down Futaba’s legs. She shrieked and released the evil twin’s hair to grab at the stinging wounds, allowing her to retreat a few feet. 

Evil Futaba didn’t stray far, because there was no way she was going to let her ticket to a physical body escape. She grabbed the stool she had tripped over and turned it around, ramming it back towards her so that one of the legs rammed spiked right into her pussy. 

Futaba gave a shrill cry as she grabbed her stinging twat, bending over double as Evil Futaba flashed a smug smirk. She stood back up as she swung the stool to crack it across Futaba’s face, knocking her silly as the hacker crumbled to the ground. The stool snapped into pieces in the evil twin’s hands, but she staggered to her feet down at her duplicate.

Evil Haru’s eyes widened and then rolled as Haru struggled to maintain the tit smother, keeping her down while preventing her breasts from jostling around too much. The tiny breaths that she could still achieve were too little to keep her going as Haru was pleased to find that even their shadow doubles needed to breathe. Evil Haru bit and clawed at her breasts more desperately until she caught Haru’s nipple in between her teeth and twisted.

The original gasped and pulled back as Evil Haru thrust out a palm, trying to shove her away. The push came out better than expected as she slammed it into her chin, cracking Haru’s teeth together as she fell back with a grunt. As the good girl winced and rubbed her jaw, Evil Haru managed to roll to one side and slam her to the ground. 

“Nice try, loser! I’m sure I’ll be able to live a better life than your sorry ass was!” she taunted as she smashed a simple but firm punch across the heroic Haru’s face. With the curly-haired girl reeling, her evil twin dragged her up to her knees and threw her face and breasts first into the nearest wall. 

“UHN!” Haru grunted as her boobs flattened against the hard surface. “You’re not going to get away with… ACHKK!” 

Haru was cut off as she started gagging. Evil Haru had ripped off the back of her bikini top and yanked it upward, using it like piano wire as it dug into the good girl’s throat. She gagged and pushed at the wall to try and break free but her doppelganger twisted it around to bind it tighter around her neck.

With a rough swing of the bikini top, Evil Haru banged her head back into the wall. The original groaned as she fell limply to the floor, holding her head but not able to do much else. The shadowy computer geek stumbled back to her feet and sneered down at her, grinding her foot on her rival’s head.

“You’re done for, loser. Time to let the best thing to happen to your life finish you off.”

Evil Haru looked around for something to end things with. She could see her fellow shadows were doing well for themselves, not that it particularly concerned her.She was going to ditch them as soon as possible once she got to the real world, considering they were just conveniently temporary allies to escape with. She saw that Evil Ann had her double knocked against a tall cabinet, giving her just the idea Evil Haru was looking for.

“Right this way, cunt,” she barked. She removed her foot and dragged the dazed Haru after her by the hair. The original Phantom Thief could only wince and clutch at her hair to minimize the pain as she was taken along for the ride. As Evil Ann landed a firm stomp to the downed Ann’s tits, her fellow doppelganger shoved the blonde mimic out of the way.

“Move it! I’m using this!” Evil Haru snapped at her. She swung open the wardrobe’s door and threw her original halfway inside. She swung the door shut firmly so that it thumped against Haru’s sides, getting a high-pitched cry of pain from her good-natured double.

“Watch it, slutclone!” Evil Ann growled. “I was about to end this bitch!”

“Who cares? I’m about to punch this ticket and get out of this dump! Then I won’t need you clowns to keep these even bigger clowns busy for me!”

“You want to say that again, you overpriced copycat?” Evil Ann demanded. As Evil Ann went for another slam of her door, the blonde grabbed her by the bikini top and pulled her into her face. She swung a harsh suckerpunch into her belly, winding her own ally out of anger and spite. When the bitter shadows took on the worst sides of their human counterparts, that clearly meant all of them.

Evil Haru gagged as she doubled over in front of her teammate.

“Now listen, you little shit! Let that be a lesson for the next time you think about crossing me, because I could care less if you make it out of here. Count yourself as lucky I don’t end you right-”

Evil Haru cut her off as she thrust her head back up, cracking her skull into the bottom of Evil Ann’s chin. The blonde staggered back and clutched her jaw from the shocking counter blow.

“I’ll shut that stupid mouth of yours before I crush this loser!” 

Evil Makoto sneered at her original as she backed up to ready a martial arts stance to finish her off with the busted table leg. She only made it a couple paces before she bumped into Evil Futaba, making the two clones stumble.

“Watch where you’re going back there, shadow nerd!” Evil Makoto snapped at her.

“Watch it yourself!” Evil Futaba shouted back. “I was just… oh! Perfect!” The orange-haired girl grabbed the table leg out of Evil Makoto’s hands. “This is just what I need to finish her off and get out of here.”

“Hey! I was using that!” Evil Makoto argued. “I was just about to break that goody two-shoes’ skull in!”

“Too slow,” Evil Futaba dismissed. “The sooner I get out, the sooner I’m rid of you dumbasses.” She raised the makeshift club over her head before it was grabbed from behind by her fellow shadow person.

“Just because you were too weak and stupid and broke your own furniture doesn’t mean you can just take mine!” Evil Makoto scolded, driving her elbow into the nerdy doppelganger’s back. Evil Futaba yelped as she clutched her back and fell to her knees. She rubbed the sore spot as she dropped the table leg, but she still whirled around and drove an uppercut into Evil Makoto’s pussy. The brunette gasped and clutched her groin as she crossed her legs in pain.

“You’d think you’d have seen that coming. You were the one lucky enough to get the girl who actually knows how to fight,” the hacker’s cruel clone jeered. She threw herself into Evil Makoto and tackled her off her feet, bringing her crashing down near the other struggling duplicates. 

Evil Ann reeled as a punch from Evil Haru crossed her face, staggering back a couple paces. As Makoto and Futaba’s shadows landed on the ground behind her, she unwittingly stepped on Evil Futaba's back.

“Fuck! Watch where you’re going, fatass!” Evil Futaba shouted.

“Hey! I’ll have you know my original had body image issues!” Evil Ann was briefly distracted by her before Evil Makoto pulled on her ankle, tripping her to the ground with the rest of them.

“Why don’t you BOTH get off me and fuck off with your stupid arguing!?” Evil Makoto argued stupidly. She pulled herself out from under Futaba just for Haru to throw a kick at her. Her martial arts training showed itself off again as she caught her by the ankle and tripped her down as well.

With all four of the evil twins in a heap, they broke into a free for all catfight. Any plans or alliances went out the window as they tore into each other. Ann’s clone grabbed and pulled harshly on Evil Futaba’s hair, getting the hacker duplicate to cringe and claw at her legs. Evil Ann suddenly let go as Evil Makoto thrust out her foot and bashed the blonde in the pussy, getting her pretty features to warp in pain. Evil Haru just grabbed Evil Makoto from behind, burying her nails into her cheeks and face to draw out some screams of agony. 

As the fickle clones went at each other, the true Futaba felt a hand rest against her side. She winced as she prepared for another beating, but she heard a familiar voice. More importantly, she heard a sympathetic one.

“Hey. You okay?” Ann asked her gently. Futaba winced from the pain but nodded as she made sure that Ann’s eyes were their normal color rather than the glowing red.

“Good. I can’t seem to summon my persona here, otherwise we’d try to heal you up.”

“What are they doing?” Makoto asked as she furrowed her brow towards the feuding doppelgangers.

“Not sure,” Haru sighed as she rubbed a sore spot in her side. “But I say let them have at it. They really do deserve each other.”

“OW! Piece of shit!” Evil Haru shouted as Evil Makoto bit into her fingers. The news caught the frenzied Futaba’s attention enough to twist and slam her elbow into the curly-haired girl’s face. She grunted and pulled back her bit and bloodied fingers to protect her face as Evil Makoto swung and hit the orange-haired girl with a firm palm strike. Evil Futaba gave a slightly garbled cry as her nose crunched and started to bleed heavily.

“My nose! I was gonna use that!” Evil Futaba whined. Evil Ann shoved her aside and tackled Evil Makoto back to the floor, sitting on her face to keep her there. She turned to plant her bikini and ass in her face as she started to pound away at her stomach, bruising up the brunette’s midsection until she was feeling nauseous. Evil Makoto spat up some blood, only for it to stain the back of Evil Ann’s bikini bottoms as she struggled to breathe.

“I’ve always wanted to do this. You’ve had it coming for a long time,” Evil Ann gloated, just for Evil Futaba to grab her by the throat. Anne ceased her punching to pull back on the strangling arms, but the orange-haired clone had her thumbs pressed tightly into her windpipe. Evil Ann gasped and gagged as she started to bury her nails into her skin but Futaba kept up her death grip until her eyes watered.

“Two birds with one ass,” Evil Futaba hissed, glancing down as Evil Makoto spasmed from her lack of air. Evil Haru interrupted the deadly threeway as she threw herself into the hacker clone’s back, reaching around and raking her nails over her tits as she squeezed them with all her might.

“FUCK! What are you doing!? Let go, you fucking bitch!” Evil Futaba raged. Her pained rant was cut off as Evil Ann grabbed her by the throat as well. Three of the girls were running out of air, but they were more focused on the other’s pain than preventing their own. 

“It’s one thing if I can get out of this alive,” Evil Haru growled in Futaba’s clone’s ear. “But my victory will be all the sweeter knowing I helped put three sluts like you down like the stupid bitches you are!”

With her rival teammates struggling against each other as much as they were each other, Evil Haru was able to keep them buried in one another. Even as they raked at her thighs and arms, the girls remained committed to murdering each other’s shadows out of psychotic spite. At last, Evil Makoto’s thrashing stopped and she fell dead and limp beneath Evil Ann’s smothering ass. The blonde’s body had stopped struggling as well, her listless hands still hanging onto Evil Futaba’s throat until her dying breath. She hung lifeless in the orange-haired clone’s hands, finally releasing her neck.

Evil Futaba didn’t have the time to turn to face her last attacking partner. Her other comrades vanished in puffs of dark smoke beneath her just as Evil Haru withdrew a hand and punched her squarely in the back of the head. The hacker doppelganger’s eyes went wide for a moment before she fell flat on her face. The battered clone hit the floor, bleeding out over it for a moment before she vanished in a wisp of smoke.

“I did it!” Evil Haru laughed wearily. She was scratched and sore and bleeding, but she was the last shadow standing. “Finally! I’m free of those losers and I can finish off that pathetic lookalike to take over…”

Evil Haru turned to find the four original Phantom Thieves standing over her, their arms crossed and glaring at their suddenly outnumbered opponent. 

“Oh… uh… you guys didn’t believe that whole thing about killing you, right?” Evil Haru tried to backpedal.

“Nice try,” Makoto cut her off sharply. “While she’s still weak, girls! Let’s give her an all out attack.”

Evil Haru rose and tried to back away, but Makoto moved in with one swift step. She threw her weight into a palm strike that slammed into the duplicate’s belly, getting her to bend over and wretch as spit and blood flew from her mouth. Ann swiftly grabbed two stray bikini tops left in the wake of the battle, darting behind Evil Haru and yanking down her bottoms. Ann started whipping her across the ass rapidly with her dual improvised whips.

Evil Haru straightened up and screamed, trying to cover her stinging red rear. Futaba stepped in front of her and unleashed a rapid barrage of slaps across her scratched up tits, sending the stinging jugs bouncing all over so that she was being pummeled with stinging blows from both sides. Evil Haru crumbled to her knees, cradling her ass and breasts when the original loomed over her.

“Consider this your own piece of Phantom Thieves justice,” she said as she raised a foot. “You’ll be joining your friends in the afterlife!”

“No! Not with them again!” she pleaded uselessly. 

Haru’s heel crashed into Evil Haru’s face, creating a spray of blood from her breaking nose. The evil twin’s head twisted painfully as her eyes crossed, hitting the ground just before she vanished in a puff of smoke.

The girls caught their breath for a moment, checking that their injuries were going to be alright. Not that they tended to last once they were back in the real world.

“So…” Futaba started to speak carefully. “That wasn’t me talking back there. I just wanna be clear.”

“Oh definitely. Let’s hope we never end up like those cheap knockoff idiots.” Makoto nodded in agreement as the girls finally left the realm to return to their homes, leaving the shadows to suffer whatever fate they’d brought upon themselves.