I have various drugs to keep the imposter knocked out completely or in a harmless state so that he's never a problem physically. I head down to the basement to check on him. He's awake and alert, had fallen off his chair, and just grunting at me when he sees me.
I pull out the sock stuff in his mouth. "What the fuck asshole, why am I tied up here? Untie me now!! Did you rape me? Some sort of kinky fantasy of yours'"
"Yeah I did fuck you last night and you loved it. You even thanked me. It was after you drank too much at Backstreet. It was a great night." I smile at him. You can see him trying to remember it.
"Fucking untie me Paul, I'm sore and can't be late for a meeting with Carl today."
"Oh, you're going to be fine for Carl today." I tell him.
"Untie me now!! My meeting is in an hour and I'm naked? Need a shower and where's my clothes?" He yells at me.
"What are you talking about? You're showered and ready to go." He just looks at me weird.
The new Mark has been standing at the top of the stairs listening and takes this as his que to join us. The imposter hears footsteps coming down the stairs and when he sees himself, his eyes bug out.
"What the fuck is going on Paul?" He looks at me but the new Mark chimes in.
"You're awake, it's about time. So here's the situation. You're nothing, I'm Mark Manning, Paul over there is my boyfriend as he should be."
"Who are you? You're not me I know that."
"I'm Mark Manning, actor, producer. Right honey?" He goes over to Paul and takes his hand.
"Who else would you be?" I reply to Mark and kiss him.
The imposter yells. "What the fuck is going on!!! You'll never get away with this, as soon as you open your mouth to talk about something only I know about, you'll be caught. Get out of my clothes, and take off my watch."
"Don't worry, no one will know the difference. I know everything about you, up until last night's nap." Mark looks at the watch on his wrist and smiles. "I love my watch, I've always wanted a Rolex and when I got my first huge check from 'Youthful Daze", I ran to Tiffany's on Rodeo Drive and bought it. I've never taken it off."
His mouth drops open. "How the fuck do you know that?"
"My father has a similar Rolex he bought to show others that he made it. I don't have time to continue to prove who I am to you. I have to run home. Think I'll change into my black Hugo Boss suit for my meeting with Carl today. I'm going to stand my ground with him on the $1M investment in his project and demand to produce it." Mark continues while the original is in shock hearing details.
"Paul you can't let him get away with this. He's not me." The imposter pleas with his boyfriend.
"I don't really know who you are, but he's my boyfriend and I'd know him anywhere." I grab Mike's hand and answer him coldly.
"Hey Babe, I need to run, get home and change for my meeting with Carl. You're good with picking up our tuxedos for tonight?" The new Mark ignores the imposter, then kisses me goodbye.
"Yeah, no problem, I can stop on the way into VEI. It's great that your friend Armando at the Armani store could help us out on such short notice."
"Well I've known him for years and we even dated for a few weeks before deciding to be just friends." Mark replies.
"How the fuck do you know all that?" the imposter screams at Mark. We make out and ignore him.
Mark walks over to the imposter, kneels down to him, takes his face in his hand inspecting it side to side. "You just had to nick yourself yesterday. That really hurt, still tender." Mark rubs the identical cut on his neck, to show it to him.

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DNA Conversion
FanfictionNerd discovers way to use his neighbor's DNA to assume his neighbor's jock/actor identity and life. The story is looonnnngggg but complete.