Fourteen
Euna and I slipped into a psychic trance right there in the middle of the briefing room as the other girls argued loudly about whether I should go deal with the zombie threat or the phantom threat first and which one should take priority.
Our minds merged and the points where I began and she ended blurred until we were practically one. I breathed in a lungful of air. She breathed out. We were as one mind operating two bodies.
Except, this was different than when I had synced up with Tabitha in the past. For I was not merely occupying my space and hers simultaneously. I was linked to every piece of Euna scattered throughout the Bureau’s Headquarters. Her slim copies ranging all around were just as much a piece of my psyche as her core self that sat in the briefing room across from Selene.
Together I felt the way one of her slim copies stirred soup in the kitchens. Another, bulkier copy was over in the garage lifting up an assault vehicle disguised as a street-cleaner so that a team of mechanics could work on the undercarriage. Several copies were in the gym, the library, and the armory, absorbing knowledge and experience from several different experts at once and honing Euna into a more finely-tuned weapon with each passing minute.
Each of her copies acted with an independence all its own, but they were all truly her in the same way that I was truly me despite only existing in one body. She was in all of these places at once.
How much have you experimented with my powers since we bonded, Ryan?
I tilted my head slightly, as did every copy of Euna in the same instant. I make arm-blades occasionally, and once instead of shaving I just morphed my beard to look like it was shaven. But that’s about it.
Euna’s core copy shook her head. Well, you’ve saved me plenty of times. Allow me to return the favor. Do you trust me?
I smiled. How could I not, Euna? I love you. We’ve fought side by side countless times. We’ve seen each other naked. Of course I trust you.
Good. Then listen carefully.
Euna directed my attention to her core body and walked me through the intricate process she underwent every time she split off a smaller copy. Though she made it look extremely simple, it was actually rather involved. Her control of her own biomass was so powerful she could reshape herself down to a cellular level. She could liquify and reshape any piece of her body, altering its structure and making something that had once been a strand of hair into something with the same density as forged metal.
While our minds were linked, she split her core self into two identical copies.
By triggering my slime mutation, which I had earned after our very first time sleeping together, my body underwent a similar process. Under her guidance, I repeated each step of what she did and applied it to my own body.
With a violent shredding sound, my clothes were torn apart as my body replicated itself and two identical copies stepped away from what had a moment ago just been one singular Ryan.
“‘Oh wow,’” we said in unison, as our minds adjusted to this strange new duality. Seeing everyone in the room from two perspectives was an unusual experience. The last couple times I’d been in two places at once, it had been through the eyes of Tabitha. This time? Both sets of eyes were my own, and I was feeling everything both bodies were feeling in tandem. We glanced over at each other and both recoiled in shock. “‘Holy shit, is that really what I look like?’”
Mirrors only show you your reflection. Cameras don’t really capture what you look like to other people. Unless you happen to be a twin, you don’t really have a great grasp of what it would be like to actually meet yourself.
In a split second I got to see myself as everyone else saw me. I was a freakishly tall and ripped dude nowadays, and honestly? I was really hot. Like, I used to not really understand why so many girls started obsessing over me once the monster mutations started kicking in but for the first time ever I got it. All those subtle changes that had been stacking up since that first day–when a dino-dude slashed me and I started mutating–all fell into place at once, and I no longer saw myself as that one-handed loser who worked at a gas station.
Now, on the inside I still felt like me, still the same nerdy guy who wanted to get buff and become a firefighter to help people. But externally? I, Ryan Stryker, looked like a real life action hero. Of course, since the duplication process had destroyed my clothing, I was also partially naked. It’s one thing to be told you have a big dick. It is another thing entirely to see how big it is from someone else’s perspective.
Every last piece of insecurity I had ever had just shriveled up and died at that moment. I no longer gave a shit what anyone else thought. I was strong, handsome, hung, and I had a group of five women who loved me, all of whom were more than willing to share me and fuck me anytime I asked. Oh, and I also had a bunch of dope powers like super-healing and the ability to literally be in two places at once.
Yeah, I was pretty fucking based.
Everyone in the briefing room except for Euna looked at me utterly horrified.
“Ryan? Why am I seeing double?” Io asked quietly.
I turned both of my heads towards her. We noticed the way she blushed and tried to surreptitiously hide the fact that she was glancing at both copies of my dick and biting her lip. A day ago it might have bothered me thinking she wanted both at the same time. Now? I was beyond such concerns. I had it within my power to pleasure her beyond what any other man could offer her even before I made two copies. The details could be worked out later, but so long as it was only ever me she was fucking? I no longer cared if she wanted both of me at the same time.
I made the version of me wearing my left shoe and still wearing most of my shirt give her a playful wink whilst the one wearing the right shoe and still wearing the majority of the pants blew a kiss her way.
Turning to address the room at large, I tore the shredded clothing off of both of my bodies. Modesty no longer seemed necessary as every girl in the room had at the very least seen me naked if not actually slept with me (Lana was the odd girl out in that regard).
“‘It seems to me like the major issue here is that I could not be in two places at once,’” we said in unison. “Well…” I said with just my left-hand copy, getting the feel for moving one of my bodies separate from the other. With my right-hand copy I finished the statement, “... problem solved.”
Hannah was the first to speak. “Well… this works for me. Are, is uh, are we all good with this?” She stuttered out the question, tearing her gaze away from me to address the other girls.
Tabitha was the first to reply. “Good? No. This is fucking great. I mean, actually it’s a little terrifying. The three of us could barely keep up with your sex drive when there was only one of you. How the fuck are the four of us going to keep up with two Ryans?”
“Well, you can always take turns,” I had my right-hand copy suggest playfully. It felt like playing two different games of speed chess at the same time. Difficult at first, but once I found the right tempo, I realized that I was already a grandmaster at operating my own body. I already knew all the moves to make each body do what I wanted it to, all that remained was sending the right signals at the right time.
Tabitha’s hand raised to her belly. “Is it possible to get pregnant twice? Is that a thing? Asking for a friend.”
Selene chimed in with the answer. “Yes actually, that can totally happen.”
Euna was just staring wistfully. “Remember when I said I don’t understand what’s so great about my ability to duplicate? Nevermind. I get it now. Who’s onboard for finishing up both of these missions as quickly as possible so we can all spend some more time exploring Ryan’s new powers?”
A round of silent agreement rippled across all of my girls. Hannah and Selene’s newfound presence in our collective psychic connection was a welcome addition.
We noticed Lana glancing between both of us and getting increasingly bothered. When we all spoke psychically, she stood out as the only one left in a silent room. “I-I’m going to go,” she announced suddenly. “Ryan, um, whichever one of you is coming with me, I’ll be in the garage when you’ve,” her eyes darted down to my crotch. Either copy of my dick was bigger than she was. “When you’ve found some clothes,” she finished softly. Her wings became a blur as she sped out of the briefing room.
Io slithered up to me and tsked. “Speaking of clothes, Aleksei’s tailor just sent over a couple of things. I’ll go collect them. You just… stay right here while I take a mental screenshot of this moment.”
I smirked. “While you take care of that, gorgeous, may I ask that you also stop by the armory and collect another set of weapons for me?”
Io nodded dutifully. “We’ll have you geared up and ready to go in no time. But uh, while you wait I think you owe Euna over here a pretty big thank you. Just a suggestion.” She winked and slid out of the room.
For her part, Euna had already made multiple copies and was moving into positions that begged me to take full advantage of her ability to duplicate. I was about to have two threesomes at the same time. Honestly? Yeah, there may have been two different world-threatening dangers unfolding over our heads, but with so much pussy displayed before me I had to admit… I’ve definitely had worse days.
Tabitha and Hannah locked eyes across the meeting table. One was too pregnant and the other was too sore to join in the fun, but neither were leaving. Both women were more than content just to watch.
I moved both of my bodies forward to indulge in Euna’s multiple, voluptuous, bubblegum-pink copies and got very well acquainted with what it was like operating two bodies simultaneously.
(Also, just a memo to whoever had to clean up that briefing room when we were finished with it, I am in no way shape or form sorry for the mess we left, but you totally deserve a raise).