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Mature Story, 18 or older.
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Believe it or not, everything started out normally in the morning in the Smiths house, the family was eating as if nothing could ruin it, but that can only last so long of course. It only took a moment before squid-like creatures broke into the house and shot everyone dead one by one, and that's the end...or so it was supposed to be.
Turns out that Rick had created a decoy family with high bleeding-edge technology to the point it was nearly impossible to know if one was real or just a decoy. Why? Well since the whole Beth from space crap happened, he ended up creating various decoy families in various places around the country to protect themselves from any possible killers attempting to murder the family.
Easy right? No...not really. Apparently, at some point, the decoys were just so well done to be just like the real family that the decoys started making decoys as well without knowing they were decoys too. The result? Shit started to get really fucking weird, to the point the decoys were losing traits of the original family and shit like that ended up in plenty of death.
Luckily, several decoy families decided to band together and form a safe haven for all other decoy families. It didn't matter what they looked like, where they were from, or what they were made of; if they needed help they would help anyone and everyone decoy they could.
Speaking of saved decoy families, two more had just been brought to the safe haven by the Pinocchio Smiths.
"Man this place really is filled with a lot of decoys" A certain Morty said.
"Yes, many like you that we have saved and a place you can be safe." Pinocchio Morty said to him before gesturing to the other family they saved. "You and them."
'I wonder why he is made out of wood though, better not ask too many questions'
Meanwhile, with the other family, they looked as human as the other decoys. Though one of their family members was getting looked at by a lot of the others and for good reason.
'Shit...I knew I was gonna stand out' One of the Summers thought.
You see, not every decoy is the same, eventually, the loop that everyone seemed to be stuck in would make some of them change in different ways that you can't see by just one glance and some just by...well looking.
Some could be robotic, some could be muppet-like, and some could be mutants entirely. But this Summer, she was human at least, however, she had the type of body that most girls would DIE! To have it, for with the size and curves that would make any man tremble in their fingertips. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that she was basically a teenage "Jessica Rabbit'' with that type of body.
"Looks like we made it huh?"
Summer looks back to see a certain Morty...that one though she had a way to know which one was it, out of all the other Mortys he had a small mole close to his neck, while all the others didn't. They had met each other on the run and decided to survive as a group before the Pinocchio Smiths found them.
"What are you doing around here?" She gave a small grin "Don't you want to be a bit closer to your decoy family?"
"With the memories I have, I think I spent enough time with them. But you, you're more fun to be around than my Summer." Morty with a mole or "Moleman" as this summer called him, said as she chuckled at him.
"I could say the same about you, it still surprised me when you said that you lacked the same interest in Jessica that the others did" Summer leaned against the wall.
"Oh, she was just a crush that I never had the balls to talk to, when so much time and shit happens you sort of get over it you know? Don't know about the others though, sometimes it feels a bit unhealthy" He sat on the floor.
"Kinda like how my others are obsessed over wanting to be popular? That got old after learning why guys REALLY wanted to get close." Summer said, looking down at her curvaceous body.
Morty with a mole tries to hold a chuckle "How long did it take for you and your family to know they were decoys? Was it because your bra doesn't fit anymore?"
"That and when I saw one of our neighbors glitching like a video game. I figured something was about 3 days before the "squids" came for us." Summer said to him, smiling. "But at least it brought something good with you as a company"
"Same. As you can guess, like most Mortys, I didn't have many friends until you" Moleman Morty said.
"It's weird, isn't it? We are not the originals, and we are not supposed to enjoy each other's company...but look at us, two decoys from two different decoy families, having a nice talk" Thick Summer said.
"Yeah...do you...do you think we are gonna get out of this?"
"Honestly? I hope so. All this killing and Highlander stuff is just crazy, who cares if I'm a decoy clone? I still have a right to exist don't I?" Thick Summer asked, gesturing to herself.
"Right? Why even kill each other?" Moleman Morty said to her.
"I mean...I am supposed to have some sort of existential crisis about not being real and then kill myself out of despair? Screw that! I bet some Ricks have done that, they can't admit that they are nothing more than dolls. But for me? I see the great pros that come from this" She said, clenching her hands.
"Hehe..y-yeah like...I don't know the tech behind it but even though I'm not the real one I'm still able to sleep, drink and eat like a normal person. Now I won't have to bother about aging or getting diabetes from eating too much junk food"
'"Yeah, that's the only upside to this. I could eat as much as I want, and I'd still have this bitchin 'body." Thick Summer said.
'Yeah...I notice it' Moleman Morty tries his best to not stare at her cleavage of...probably G-cup size tits, not that he knew the exact size and wanted to keep talking to her "So you never cared about being popular?"
"You'd think I would care with a body like this, right? But nope, I was too smart for that." Thick Summer said with a shrug before noticing something and wincing. "Ouch, check out the new family that's coming in."
Turning to where she was pointing, Moleman Morty winced through his teeth as he saw a normal-looking decoy family come in with a skinless Rick!
"Damn, what did they go through?" He couldn't help but ask.
"The usual I bet, it's not like you can have a normal day when Grandpa Rick is around." Thick Summer frowns.
'Man she is so much nicer and cool to be around than my Summer. The one I know is a total bitch who only cares about her own crap, not caring if it hurts someone or not' "This might sound less cool coming from me, but if you ask me...you're the best Summer around" Moleman Morty said with a thumbs up.
"Awww, thanks. I think you're pretty cool too, Moleman." Summer said with a kind smile to him with a thumbs up.
When hearing that it makes him look at her hand and before Moleman Morty would know he was slowly reaching towards it, wanting to grab it until...something unexpected takes shape.
"SQUIDS!" A Morty said with urgency, running in through a side door! "Squids being slang for "Killer Decoys" I mean."
That was when everything in their safe haven went to shit.
"Shit!" Moleman Morty grabbed her hand. "C'mon let's go, there is no time to lose!"
And no time they definitely had as the killings happened in an invasion, multiple squid/killer decoys banded together and began killing all of the others. Thick Summer and Moleman Morty were lucky enough to start running when they did but their families weren't.
"Fuck!" She screamed.
"No time for mourning the dead, we gotta run!" He told her.
They ran where all the others were going, maybe there was an exit for them to escape but something happened instead to just spit on their chances of survival. One of the robot Ricks was thrown at the exit, exploding over the rock arc way and crumbling it to the ground!
"No!" They said in shock and fear before Moleman Morty noticed something!
"Wait, his portal gun is intact!" He said as he reached for it, grabbing it from the robotic corpse!
"Wait, they have portal guns? Why haven't they used it?" Thick Summer asked.
"Maybe being decoy made them unable to think about using it? I don't know."
Moleman heard a commotion up ahead and they were not moving, it was now or never if they wanted to get out alive.
"Look I don't know where we are going to end up and this battery is low, so let me ask you a question. Do you want to be the owner of your choices?" Moleman Morty asks.
"Yes! Of course, I want to. Fuck I don't give a damn about any of this, I just want to have enough sanity to think straight for five seconds, and this just ain't it."
Moleman Morty smiled at this answer, feeling the same way as Thick Summer.
"Then let's get the hell out of here!" He said as he put in some random coordinates in the portal gun.
The green portal then shows when he shoots it onto the ground and then he motions to Thick Summer to hold his hand. She stares at it for half a second before grabbing it, the two then jump into the portal before everything starts to fall down in a multitude of rocks.
Where they would end up, it would be their new home and whatever lied there, they were confident they could handle it. Coming out of the portal, Moleman Morty and Thick Summer landed on a floor before it closed. They looked around to see a dark room and strange man-sized tubes with dials on the doors.
The orange-haired thick girl had landed safely first but Morty for some reason landed on her instead, face-first onto her squishy soft chest before he had bounced back thanks to its bouncy nature.
"Oof!" He stumbles a little. "D-Did we make it?"
"Hmm? Y-Yea this place seems to be ok and we can actually breathe." Summer said, acting like she didn't really realize that Morty was just a few seconds on her chest.
Though Morty did pay attention 'Dayum...t-they were really soft and springy.' "Phew..." He sits down "I-I can't believe it...We did it, Summer, we escaped."
"Yeah, we did. We're safe!" Summer said as she hugged Morty, pushing him further in his chest.
"Yeah but what if they come to find it? I know we escaped but if my memory serves right, Ricks can track their portal guns." Moleman Morty said as he pulled out the portal gun, currently squished between her large breasts.
"I think the answer to that is clear. Smash it to pieces." Summer said, letting go of her Morty.
"I suppose that's true...there is the possibility that they would end up killing each other until there is no one left, I mean why would any Rick come looking for a portal gun that is not even theirs?" Morty asked.
"Better safe than sorry, after all, I doubt we are gonna find anyone smart enough to refill that thing" Summer said.
"Shame." He said.
Morty throws an empty portal gun on the floor before stepping on it again and again breaking it to pieces in what could be one of Rick's best inventions.
"Now that we know we're safe, just where are we? This place is weird." Summer said, looking at the pods.
"I'm not sure. I'll check the outside, maybe see if there's a sign to read for this place." Morty said, moving to the window.
While he was looking for any sort of information, Summer heard the sound of footsteps getting closer to where they were.
"Morty, someone's coming!" Summer said but she didn't get a reply as he was still looking out the window. "Morty?"
Worried, Summer rushed over to him and checked on his well-being.
"Holy shit..." Summer said when taking a look too.
Outside the window was the landscape of a big city but not just any city, this one seemed to be one of those that show up in sci-fi movies, filled everywhere with lots of technology that improved over the days. Flying cars, some sort of tube that people used to travel around, even robots walking down the street.
"WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF TOMORROW!" A voice said, the door opening in a slide as Morty and Summer turned to see two men walking inside.
"What the hell?" Summer was confused.
"W-who are you guys?" Morty asked.
"You'll have to pardon him, he likes this." An African-looking guy said as he turned on the lights, moving past his co-worker. "First of all, I'd like to welcome you both to the year 3021."
"3021?!" Summer and Morty said in shock.
"Yeah, it's always a shocker to realize so much time has passed, but these capsules are programmed to release certain individuals according to the timing. This is New New York, and yes all of this is real, not a dream."
"New New York?" Summer asked!
"Yes! This amazing utopia was built over the old ruins after the great earthquakes of 2573 but there will be time for history later! Come, your destinies await!" The first male, a white male with dirty blonde hair and glasses, said dramatically.
"He means we're going to take you both through evaluation for any ailments, check for any living relatives, and process to find you your designated career along with your career chip." The black man said. "All standard procedures at the Applied Cryogenics facility."
"Career chip?" Morty asked as the two decoys followed the men.
"Applied Cryogenics?" Summer added, unconsciously holding Morty's hand for safety.
"Do you see that? That's why I put flair into things now. They are totally boring because you have to be so formal" The blonde-haired man said.
"No we...totally get it, can you guys give us...a few minutes for us to get our bearings together? Then we will go to the evaluation" Morty said with a thumbs up.
"Yeah...I totally can't wait to be judged by two strangers...in the future" Summer added.
"Oh no! We aren't going to be doing the evaluations, checking, or process. We just look after the cryo pods and help the patients with comfort before showing them the examination area. Nearly automatic." The black man said.
"We're here right now actually." The dirty blond said as he gestured to a door that said "Fate Assignment Officer." "You two can take as much time as you want before going in."
The two cryo doctors walked away as the two of them watched them leave before they were left alone.
Morty waved with a smile before making sure they were gone "Oh shit...Did you see all that? Summer, I think the gun has brought us to a futuristic alternative version of New York City."
"And apparently people can choose to freeze themselves to be defrosted in the future or whatever." Summer said as she turned to him. "But we have a problem now Morty, if they evaluate us they will see that we are not humans, besides I don't want my career to be given to me based on whatever they do with the others, I want to choose it myself, run for it."
"In a place like this, yeah I agree. I don't know the laws about this place but I don't think I like the concept of them choosing a job for me." Morty said as they ran to find the exit, taking the stairs.
Summer still held to his hand "Let's get out of here little brother" She winked at him at the last sentence.
"Heh." Morty tried not to blush "What will we do if they send someone to search for us?"
"We worry about that when it comes, now I just want to explore this place." Summer said.
"Then let's put the worry away!" Morty said as they exited the building through the front, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk to look around at the world before them.
It was ever more amazing from the street view, gazing at aliens and robots they'd never seen before as they walked through the streets.
"Whoa...you know even though we have seen stuff like space and shit from the memories of the original. This? It was because of us." Summer said with a smile.
"You know it, we may not be original or from the same decoy family but I'm glad you're here with me." Morty saw that he was still holding her hand and let it go embarrassed "D...Do you miss them?"
"I'll miss them a bit but this is a new beginning. A beginning we each get to choose, not one a Rick placed us in." Summer said.
"Amen to that." Morty said with a smile.
The two of them start walking down the street, looking around the new environment they were in, and see anything that could be interesting. Which could be a lot. There was a Suicide Booth which makes one think that suicide was now profitable? Who would even make one of those? And a pizzeria that had bugs on it, both running the job and using it as food.
"Wow. This future really is unlike any other we've seen. It's really cool, minus the suicide booths." Morty said.
"Well at least nothing is trying to kill us so far, most places it usually ends with some plot twist that is there to make us feel bad about ourselves or plain ol pain." Summer said.
"Guess we need to find ourselves a place to stay and how to win money, but most of all information on how things work around here." Morty said, trying to think about the importance of it.
Looking around, Summer saw a newspaper thrown in the trash and quickly walked towards it.
"This should help, at least they haven't gotten rid of newspapers yet." She said as she took it from the trash, reading the headline. "This will help us understand this future and find jobs."
"Nice." Morty said as he walked up to her, reading from the side.
"Let me see...they seem to be needing help in what seems to be...wait for some sort of head museum of important figures being preserved?" She read that right.
"Ahead museum? That's a thing here?" Morty said in surprise, finding it rather cool. "Who do they have?"
"If I'm reading this right, basically all the famous people. From presidents to rap stars." Summer said before she showed an image of George Washington's head in a jar. "They even have the father of our country!"
"Well then this sounds like fun, they might not be from our version but talking to old historical figures could be interesting." Morty said.
"Then we better go before someone gets our spot, cmon partner." Summer said, holding the newspaper.
Looking at her smiling with confidence fills Morty with a warm feeling before the two started walking trying to find the address to the place where they would try and find a spot to work while keeping a certain distance from anything that could be potentially dangerous.
Like all the suicide booths, weird aliens, and crazier-looking robots.
"Looks like this is the place, let's bounce and get inside before we draw more attention." Summer said.
"Is that because you saw that huge green jello alien with three eyes?" Morty asked.
"It had tentacles...I saw enough hentai to see that things with tentacles always lead to one thing" She shivered.
"You watch hentai?" Morty asked in surprise as they walked up the museum steps.
"Yeah, I was curious so, I browsed." Summer said with a smirk. "As I said, I'm not like the other Summers."
"Heh, I can't wait to know more about that then." Morty said, interested.
"Maybe you can tell me more about what makes you so different from other Mortys" She gave him a wink.
While the two were talking someone had entered as well but from the inside, coming right out of her office a blonde-haired woman with big breasts and a white lab coat arrived.
"Hello? What brings you two at this hour? It's not yet time for the heads to awake from their nap"
"Well, Dr…Cahill. We are here because we saw the help wanted ad for the museum in the newspaper." Summer said as she read her name tag and brought out the newspaper to show her.
"Ah yes, I was hoping someone would see that. I'll just need to see your career chips and we can get you a job." Cahill said as Morty and Summer flinch a bit. "Something wrong?"
"W-Well, you see, we….just woke up from the Cryo lab a few blocks away and they didn't tel-"
Morty's lie was interrupted by Summer "They were out. Yep they analyzed us for this job but they were out of that specific type of chip due to an accident with that dude and the coffee maker, you know...the one that puts too much flair when we wake up from the pod?"
"Terry? Ugh! That man, I swear he just does that to make up for being a failed actor" Cahill said as she gestured for them to follow her. "Luckily I have some spare career chips in my office. You can both fill out the applications while I prepare them."
"T-Thank you very much" Morty said...while in relief he couldn't help but stare at the doctor big pair of tits from time to time when she wasn't looking "You saved our hide."
"No problem. I know how much trouble people can get in if they're not properly processed or run. Having a career chosen for you can be a bit unsettling but it's the motto of the future; You gotta Do what you gotta do." Cahill said as she led them to her office, opening the door. "Personally, I think there's nothing wrong with some free will in choosing your job."
"Amen to that." Summer said while feeling a little anger that Morty was looking at Dr. Cahill that way.
'I suppose there are some things all Mortys can't help but have.' Summer thought as Dr. Cahill reached into her desk and pulled out the applications. 'I'm also surprised she's not asking Morty's age.'
"Man I can't believe this place, it's like everything is so futuristic now. Is it cool to work here Mrs. Cahil?" Morty asked, wanting to know her opinion.
"I mean they are talking heads of famous people in a jar, it's not like it ever gets boring right?" Sumer said.
"No, it does not. Not only are they more lively than you think but they have some rather interesting stories that were left out of the history books." Cahill said as she handed them the applications. "Plus the system they're put in is surprisingly fascinating."
"Really? Can you give some examples?" Morty asked before Dr. Cahill pulled out a gun-like device with a clamp at the end, flinching. "And what the hell is that thing?!"
"OH, this? Sorry if it frightens you but this is how you implant and remove career chips. Crude, as it is." Cahill, said as she held up two green square chips. "These are implanted in your hands if that helps make it better."
Summer and Morty look at each other not sure how that unknown career chip would react if it was suddenly added to their foreign Decoy tech, for all they know it would be bad or good but they can't refuse it, or else it would just make it more suspicious.
"Ok then I go first" Morty told her, showing his hand.
"Finish the applications first, though. I'd like to know your names before I chip you both." Cahill said as she began loading the Career Chips into the implanter/clamper.
''Oh ok, my name is..." He thinks for a moment and decides to have a different last name "I'm Morty Stinson."
'Stinson?' Summer thought before realizing this could be good for their safety and their identities to stay safe.
"Alright, Mr. Stinson, which job would you prefer? We have a position open for a Feeder to the heads and a Night Guard to protect the museum." Cahill said as she turned to him.
"Feeder? The heads eat?" Summer asked as she finished her application.
"Yes, and drink too. Those are just a few surprises the future can offer. So, what will we be?" Cahill asked.
"Umm...I guess Feeder would be alright depending on the hours." Morty said, quickly finishing his application for this. "It seems simple enough."
"Oh! Can I be the night guard then? It seems to be a job with action" Summer said "By the way, my name is Summer Jenkins."
'Night Guard? That seems dangerous, but if I say anything I wonder if she would feel insulted that I'm worried about it.' Morty thought about it.
"Alright then. Mr. Stinson and Ms. Jenkins, give me your hands and I'll implant your chips." Cahill said as she held her hand out to them.
Morty stepped up first and held his hand out, letting Cahill grasp his wrist and place his hand between the clamp.
"This isn't going to hurt much is it?" Morty asked her, worried about the pain.
"I'm afraid it will but it will only last for a second. Just try to bear it." Cahill said as she pulled the trigger, making it slam into Morty's hand in a second.
"YEOW!" Morty groaned in pain loudly, biting his lip to stop from screaming from the sudden and so painful implant.
"Shit!" Summer flinched with a shut-eye as Cahill let Morty's wrist go. "That looks extremely painful."
"Sorry about that Morty but it has to be done so it doesn't fall out." Cahill said.
"Yeah, I...understand." Morty said, clenching his hand as the Career Chip didn't seem to be reacting to his decoy/clone DNA.
"I hope in the later years they find a way to put that chip in a way that doesn't hurt 'How do we even feel pain?' Ok, I'm next." Summer shows her hand.
"Perhaps, just think of this as getting your ears pierced for the first time" Dr. Cahil said.
"Yeah, I don't think that ever hurt that muc-OUCH!" Summer said, in pain as well before clenching her other free hand, trying to not think about it "Fuuuck."
"All done!" She said with a smile "And welcome to New New York Head museum."
"Thanks, when do we start?" Summer asked as she clenched her hand.
"How about next week?" Dr. Cahil gives them information about the days they work and the time of it.
"Sure thing." Morty said with a smile.
"Excellent. Until then, why don't you explore the mueseum until closing time? You'll be working with the heads so you might as well get to know them." Cahill said as she took the applications and put the Career Chip Implanter away. "I'll just put your files in the system so your uniforms and work IDs can be prepared."
The beautiful blonde haired doctor walked always with a sexy sway to her hips that probably was just her way of walking and she wasnt trying to seduce anyone but thats how sext people are, which Morty approved. Before Summer gave him a quick slap to the back of the head.
"Ouch! Hey what gives?" Morty asked.
"Careful now dude, we dont know how the rules in this future are, especialy if they caught you peeking at their goods." Summer smirk.
Though that was true, Summer felt it was for another reason but she didn't know yet.
"Geez, I'm sorry but its just that...Oh shit! I just remembered, we dont have a house Summer." Morty said, remembering that fact.
Summer flinched at this realization! In this escape to a new world with new names and new jobs just acquired, Morty and Summer found more new problems than they thought they'd face.
"...Fuck." She said before face palming herself.