“What’s your specialty?”
One of the deformed clones cheerfully said, “I’m not sure but I’m getting some interesting ideas on how to create organic explosives inside of animals.”
Riley had to wondered why the hell she’d ever need something like that. “That’s interesting…”
Another clone giggled, “I know how to make someone lactate milk that heals.”
A rather tall clone shouted, “I can make people into slinkies!”
A different clone shouted, “I can make them invisible.”
A short clone said, “I have an idea for an alien seed that takes over a person’s body and turns them into a starship.”
Riley decided that that might be sort of fun if she combined it with cloning so that no one really died. “Cool.”
“That’s nothing, I can make a person shit milk chocolate.” A twisted fat version of Riley shouted.
The rest of the Riley copies turned to look at the fat copy as the room went silent. “That’s fucked up.” was said by more than a couple of Riley’s copies.
One of the other lumpy and lopsided Rileys said, “Melts in your mouth and not in your hand.”
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