Bros being bros



       The flickering glow of the laptop screen cast an eerie light across Ethan’s face. He was hunched over his keyboard, muttering excitedly under his breath. Across from him, sprawled on the beanbag chair, was his best friend, Leo. He scrolled through his phone, boredom etched on his face.
       —Dude, come on. —Leo whined—. Seriously? Another night of coding?
       Ethan barely tore his gaze away from the screen.
       —Almost there, Leo. Just gotta tweak a few lines...
       Leo groaned.
       —Tweaking, always tweaking. What are you even making this time?
       A wide grin split Ethan’s face.
       —It’s... different, Leo. This could change everything.
       —Everything, huh? —Leo raised an eyebrow—. Sounds ominous.
       With a triumphant flourish, Ethan claimed.
       —Okay, here it goes.
       He typed in a complex sequence of keys, and a blinding light erupted from the screen. Leo squeezed his eyes shut, instinctively putting his arm up to shield them. The computer began to buzz and even Ethan had to shield himself as the computer made an explosive sound, sending him back with a pushing force.
       Leo opened his eyes cautiously. His blood ran cold. Ethan was gone. In his place was a squat, yellow creature with a toothy grin, no hands, and a striped shirt. A yellow tail flicked back and forth behind him.
       —Ethan? —Leo’s voice cracked—.
       —Ha! Worked perfectly! —The creature chirped, its voice an inhuman high-pitched giggle. —Well… almost…
       Ethan looked at the computer, completely busted.
       —Worked perfectly? —Leo’s voice rose a notch—. Ethan, what did you do? You turned yourself into... a small yellow lizard?
       —Lizard? Nah, a monster kid! From that Undertale game you love so much. —He replied, striking a pose—. We can be like the coolest monster duo ever! And look!
       Ethan began to wiggle his new body; both now rocked a thick shape and a large cock. From the rear they had big asses and poofy donut buttholes.
       —What in the actual fuck?! Ethan, this isn’t cool at all! —Leo scrambled off the beanbag, pacing frantically, slithering his body trying to stand up. —Turn us back! How did you even manage this?!
       —Come on, buddy. —Ethan walked over to Leo; its toothy grin wider than ever—. Don’t you even wanna try to have some fun with these?
       —Why- How- I- —Leo couldn’t figure what to ask or say—. We look like one of those creepy Japanese porno movies and you wanna have “fun”?
       Panic swelled in Leo’s chest. This wasn’t them anymore. This was... something else. How did he even manage to do such a thing was beyond his understanding and all he could think of was going back to normal, if it even was possible to begin with.
       Just as Leo opened his mouth to speak again, a booming voice echoed from downstairs.
       —Monty! What in the heavens are you doing up so late?
       A terrifyingly large figure appeared on the staircase. It was Toriel.
       In the game, she is supposed to be Asriel’s mother. How did she become real and why was she here? Regardless of the answer, her presence surprised both. This was clearly beyond Ethan’s plans.
       Looking back at her, both were impressed. Her massive frame filled the doorway, her body voluptuous and attractive quickly got a reaction from both as their cocks hardened in response. Her breast were amazing to look at even when covered by her skimpy robe that had nothing underneath.
       Both froze in place, even Ethan’s playful grin faltering.
       —Uh… hi, Ms. Toriel?
       Toriel blinked, her large brown eyes focusing on the creature.
       —Monty? What are you two doing awake at this hour?
       —Uh… Homework? —Ethan replied—.
       Since they were monster kid, he felt this would be a fitting answer for, well, a kid.
       Leo couldn’t resist a snort of laughter. Toriel turned to him, a disapproving frown creasing her brow.
       —Not even he believes it. Now, back to bed!
       Toriel looked at both, then back at Ethan. Her frown deepened.
       —No! I mean, yes, Ms. Toriel! —Ethan interrupted—. Sorry for the disturbance.
       Toriel’s eyes narrowed. She had never seen Monty act so weirdly, unsure of their well-being she began to climb up the stairs towards them, which had Ethan and Leo run back to their room in an almost comedic way, tripping on top of the other and rolling towards their beds.
       —Uh… kids? —Toriel sped up—.
       Once she reached their room, Toriel sighed dramatically.
       —Oh, dear. It seems you’ve gotten yourself into a bit of a predicament.
       Toriel helped both stand up again, and had them face her to scold them for staying up past their bed time.
       Leo, clearly panicking, glanced at Ethan.
       —Uh… thank you, Ms. Toriel, we’ll be going back to bed now…
       Toriel shook her head with a motherly smile.
       —Are you really going to?
       —Of course! —Replied Leo—. Right?
       Leo looked at Ethan again but he seemed to be focused on Toriel’s body, it was death obvious his eyes were glued to her breasts as he tried to find an angle in which to look at her better. He couldn’t believe how confident he was with all of this, he had transformed both into Monsters and someone else had to be transformed into Toriel for this to be happening, Leo was more than worried with how much damage Ethan had done while he cared more about his sexual instincts.
       —Maybe… —Ethan interrupted—.
       —Maybe? —Toriel looked at him confused—.
       Then, out of nowhere a small spark of light appeared between Ethan and Toriel, her eyes going blank for a second and then back to normal.
       —Maybe we just aren’t as tired…
       —Oh my… I hadn’t thought of that! I’m so careless… —Toriel now seemed surprised—. Here, let me help you two.
       Toriel took Ethan and sat him on the bed, spreading his legs and grabbing his cock.
       —What kind of mother am I to you two if I don’t care for your needs… —She continued—.
       Ethan seemed surprised and happy at the same time, he had realized that whatever caused the computer to explode, had transferred to him the powers of the code he had been working on, and instead of inputting orders into a machine he just had to think them. Since after all, he was thinking really hard about having his way with her.
       Leo on the other hand was in total shock. He saw helplessly at how Toriel took of her robes and exposed her perfect naked body to him.
       As Toriel started suckling Ethan’s dick while simultaneously giving him a tit job, she heard Ethan talking to Leo about their situation.
       —Hey man, what do you say we have some fun together?
       Leo hesitated for a moment, for him this was all too weird and impossible, he still hadn’t come to terms with his new form while Ethan was more than ready to play around, he was even thrown off by how overly sexual everything was –probably something to blame Ethan for, but a pinch at the back of his head kept nogging him… What if he simply made his part?
       —It’s ok, Monty. —Toriel swinged her ass to Leo—. Monty’s right, fun is better when shared.
       Now even the conundrum of that sentence troubled Leo. Both were called Monty by Toriel? It was as if the more thought he gave to things the worse he would feel that pinch telling him to play along. He truly wasn’t into it, but finally agreed since he didn’t want to disappoint Ethan, more in a sense of survival than anything else. If he could manipulate reality, he was in grave danger if going against him. Soon enough, Leo and Ethan were enjoying Toriel’s body without restraint, while she was going deep throat with Ethan, Leo did his best to fuck her behind. It was almost caricaturized how he would lean his weight towards her as his hips moved on their own.
       He couldn’t believe how well it felt either, his fears slowly disappearing as he found himself in pleasure from Toriel’s wet pussy. And Ethan had no issues cumming in her mouth over and over.
       —Bro, it’s diabolical how good she feels! —Ethan claimed, embarrassing Toriel in the process—.
       But just as he was enjoying her, he got a new idea.
       —Should I turn her too?
       —W-Wait, what? —Leo was too busy fucking her to listen to him ramble—.
       —Ugh, horny motherfucker. I’ll do it just to snap you out of it then.
       And so Ethan focused to activate his newfound skills once more and in the blink of an eye Toriel was gone, in her place was another Monster kid, completely clean and unbothered by the other two covered in cum and bodily fluids from their recent debauchery. Leo, who was on top of her ass, simply felt into the ground head first, trying to stand up but wobbling in the process.
       —Sup, Bros?! —The new Monty began to talk, his voice eerie and annoying like any other kid’s voice—. What are you doing bros?
       The new Monty seemed odd on his behaviour; it was too… Monster kid… It was as if aside from transforming physically, he had also transformed mentally into the very basics of what Monster kid was supposed to be.
       —Hey, bro. —Ethan got his attention—. Funny you ask, we were just getting ready for some lewd fun, wanna jump in?
       —Oh! Sure bro! —The new Monty replied—. What should I do bro?
       —How about you lay on the floor while I fuck you.
       —You got it bro! —Monty replied—.
       And so he obeyed, lying down on the floor as Ethan tried to position himself in a way that would let him penetrate him easily.
       —Aren’t you joining in? —Ethan teased Leo—.
       —I-I don’t know anymore, maybe you should just turn everything back to normal. Y-you can, right?
       —Wow, instead of thinking of the possibilities. Fine, let’s test it.
       Like so, and with the third Monty confused as to why Ethan had hesitated, he focused his power once more, turning the third monty back to Toriel.
       —See? I can do whatever I want dude, chill out. —Ethan continued as he turned Toriel back to Monster kid yet again—.
       —O-Ok, just promise me you’ll turn everything back to normal after you had your fun.
       —I’ll have my fun when you join my fun. —Ethan’s patience was growing thin—. Look, I’ll cut you a deal. Let me have my fun for the next couple of hours and if you still don’t like it I’ll make everything normal again, deal? But you must try to at least enjoy it.
       —Fine… deal. —Leo took a deep breath—. At least I can feel safe knowing you can actually fix this.
       Ethan laughed at him for a moment as he made his way back to fucking the newly transformed monster kid and with now less hesitation Leon joined in. Now him being the one getting sucked off and Ethan doing the fucking.
       —See? It isn’t that bad! And man what a nice plumpy donut ass he got, it’s surreal!
       The third monster kid simply smiled from the compliment, as his mouth was full with Leo’s huge cock –who once again was getting into it as pleasure overtook his feelings and fears.
       —How many hours you said, by the way? —Asked Leo in the middle of an orgasm—.
       —As many as I want if you keep bothering me.
       Leo felt into silence after that, not wanting to risk his luck any longer.
       
       ***
       
       Finally, after a good while of intense sexual pleasure and leaving the new Monty completely covered in cum, Ethan felt like it was time to continue exploring his abilities and the reach they could have.
       —Did you have fun bros? —The Monty asked still bursting with energy somehow—. Wow bro, this was super lewd wasn’t it bro?
       —This bro thing is getting annoying… —Leo complained—.
       —Thanks for letting me know. —Ethan laughed again—. I’ll try to keep them Monty-fied just for you.
       —It’s ok, bros, you can leave me here. —The Monty replied unprompted—.
       —Yhea, C’mon Leo, let’s see who else we can find! —Ethan made his way out of their room, Leo following behind—.
       —Who’s Leo, bro? —Monty was left asking—.
       
       ***
       
       As they reach the outside world, nothing seems to be too different from the usual reality there were used to, apparently Ethan’s powers only having a limited reach, or so they thought.
       As they began walking around the town, humans began to become scarce and little by little monster creatures began to appear. This surprised Ethan, who looked at all of this with excitement –but scared Leo, who feared this could be too much to fix at the end.
       As they journeyed deeper into the unknown, Ethan’s abilities appeared to amplify, distorting reality and bending it to his will. Not only were humans vanishing into thin air and being replaced by monsters, but the very structures around them started morphing and reshaping into strange, alien-like designs reminiscent of the video game world all of this was coming from.
       —Leo. —Ethan began to talk as they walked—. Imagine the potential of this power, though. Think about it, we could be a whole army of Monster Kids! Or any monster in that case!
       —An army? —Leo raised an eyebrow, scepticism etched on his face—. Aren’t you ignoring the fact that as of the last 10 minutes we no longer see humans? Whatever you did it’s getting out of control and you want an army of kids?
       —Monster kids, and yes. C’mon, at least those who refuse to have sex with us.
       Leo’s jaw dropped.
       —Ethan, are you serious? Have you lost your fucking mind?
       —No, but I’ll help you lose yours if you break our deal. This much complaining really breaks my enjoyment. Might even take me longer to feel satisfied…
       —For fuck’s sake… Fine! Let’s go get your army of monster kids.
       —Monty, apparently, they are called Monty.
       —Fucking, whatever dude.
       And so it began, Ethan began to go around in the most nonchalant spree of asking whoever he found for sex. Flaring his cock around and suggesting whatever creature they could find to suck him off, or ride him for a while.
       At first there was a lot of rejection, monsters even showing distaste with Ethan’s propositions, and as one by one rejected him, they would suddenly become yet another monster kid –quickly turning submissive to them and either sucking Ethan’s cock or letting him ride them for a while. Leo getting sloppy seconds as the now goofy character approached them to please them as well. And all of them talking the same way.
       —Hey, bro!
       —Nice cock, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Wait up, bro! —Some would say as the two friends walked around leaving yet another Monty behind—.
       The Monty clones continued to multiply at an alarming rate, creating a chaotic scene as they followed each other in a never-ending loop. Even the first Monty, who was originally Toriel, and who know who she was before becoming her; was now just another member of the pack. The sight of them stumbling and falling over each other like a group of clumsy children was both amusing and bewildering. Despite the mayhem they caused, it was as if they were immune to any real harm or injury, adding to the surreal nature of the situation.
       The more others were transformed the wilder the sex would get too, at every stop they made to fuck, the previously transformed monster kids would imitate them and begin to fuck each other as well. Suddenly you had one Monty fucking another while being fucked by another Monty who was also being fucked by yet another Monty who was also getting it.
       Ethan was good at keeping them at bay, only him doing the fucking, and so was Leo even if his methods were more aggressive, but outside of them, every Monty was another Monty’s sex toy.
       As his army grew, the less and less monsters they met, probably scared by the ever-growing legions of monster kids, or simply because there wasn’t much to go around in terms of possible victims as their victims multiplied.
       More and more each Monty also became a nuisance.
       —Hey, bro!
       —Nice cock, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       Leo was getting tired of it. Their voices getting engraved on his mind.
       —Hey, bro!
       —Nice cock, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Let’s do it again, bro!
       —C’mon bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Nice cock, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —C’mon bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Nice cock, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Let’s do it again, bro!
       —C’mon bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       —Nice cock, bro!
       —Bro!
       —Hey, bro!
       It seemed to have no end as each time one more made it the ranks the more the rest of Monty-kind would positively reinforce him either with more sex or just words of praise delivered on a sea of “Bro” and “Hey bro”.
       As this continued, the sun began to set… To set? Leo had just noticed this; when this nightmare fist began it was late at night, even Toriel was mad they weren’t in bed asleep, now it was getting late again? Had they been doing this for a whole day now? It didn’t even feel that long to him either, yet the evidence was right there. They had been transforming and fucking for a whole day. Hell, with how many victims followed them around, this could have very much been going for even more than just that. Maybe it was time to stop, Ethan had his fun, it was now time to get it all back to where it was supposed to be, he just hoped it wasn’t too late.
       —Hey! Ethan! —Leo shouted, trying to reach him—. Ethan, where the fuck are you?!
       In the vast sea of Monty clones, Leo desperately scanned the crowd, searching for his friend. It had been far too long, and Leo knew it was time to return to the real world. But as he walked amidst the group, he couldn’t distinguish one Monty from another. Each clone had the ability to speak, though their vocabulary was limited to a single phrase or quote, often related to their shared "bro" culture. Moreover, they were all consumed by their own desires, engaging in various forms of pleasure without a care in the world. This only furthered Leo’s confusion, as he now had to contend with dominant and submissive Monty clones, making it even more difficult to identify his friend.
       Leo found himself trapped in an endless cycle of confusion and desire, surrounded by countless versions of Monty. Every time he attempted to confirm if they were truly Ethan, they would respond with their usual phrases, leaving him more perplexed than before. It felt as though he was caught in a loop, unable to break free or distinguish one Monty from another. Amidst the chaos, he was constantly bombarded by advances from different Monty clones, making it impossible for him to focus on his original mission. Whether it was one Monty seducing him or another pushing him towards a sexual encounter, Leo was left with no choice but to surrender to the overwhelming desire and engage with the Monty in front of him.
       What began as guilty pleasure soon turned into pure hedonism, driven by an insatiable lust. Leo’s panic was drowned out by the playful nature of the Monty clones, as they pushed him around and directed his actions. He even attempted to apply logic to his search, hoping to find someone who had not yet been transformed into a Monty clone. If there was anyone left unaffected, they could potentially lead him to his friend. However, it seemed like days had passed since he last encountered someone who had not succumbed to the monster kid cult—whether they were human or monster.
       Nevertheless, Leo persisted in his search, determined to find Ethan amidst the ever-growing number of Monty clones. It was as if they were a self-protecting virus, multiplying and obstructing his path whenever he drew closer to his goal. No matter how hard he tried, the Monty clones seemed to multiply exponentially, like a self-aware infection that would stop at nothing to protect its host or spread itself. Monty after Monty would obstruct his way, using peculiar tactics to sabotage his progress and push him further away from finding Ethan. They paraded him around, subjecting him to unwanted encounters and forcing him into orgies and otherworldly shenanigans against his will.
       Meanwhile, Ethan remained blissfully ignorant of Leo’s desperate attempts to reach him. He revelled in the attention and adoration of the Monty clones, indulging in their pampering and pleasures. In fact, he had stopped hearing Leo’s complaints and assumed that his friend had finally embraced the Monty lifestyle. Ethan distanced himself from the reality he once knew, progressively erasing it from his mind. The voice that urged him to push boundaries and surpass his previous experiences grew stronger, driving him to explore new frontiers of pleasure and indulgence.
       Leo couldn’t help but feel a sense of despair. The once unbreakable bond between him and Ethan seemed to be fading away, lost amidst the sea of Monty clones. Yet, Leo refused to give up. He clung to the hope that somewhere within this chaotic landscape, he would find his friend, trapped but yearning to break free from the clutches of the Monty persona.
       As Leo continued his search for Ethan, he couldn’t help but wonder if his friend had fallen victim to the same fate. Was Ethan lost somewhere in this sea of Monty clones, trapped in a never-ending cycle of pleasure and desire? The thought sent a shiver down Leo’s spine, and he pushed himself harder, determined to find his friend and escape this nightmarish reality.
       But the Monty clones seemed to have a sinister agenda of their own. They would appear before Leo, teasing him with promises of finding Ethan, only to disappear when he got close. It was as if they were toying with him, relishing in his torment and using it to fuel their own perverse desires.
       Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Leo’s search for Ethan became an obsession, a desperate quest that consumed his every waking moment. He became a shadow of his former self, his mind clouded by desire and confusion. The sea of Monty clones became his prison, each encounter pushing him further into the depths of his own despair. His sense of time dying in the process as the cycle of day and night seemed to have disappeared long ago.
       Leo’s spirit waned, his hope dwindling with each passing day. He began to question if he would ever find Ethan, if they would ever escape this twisted reality. But deep within his heart, a flicker of determination remained. He refused to give up, to succumb to the darkness that threatened to consume them.
       And so, Leo pressed on. He navigated through the maze of Monty clones, his mind filled with fragments of memories and the echoes of Ethan’s laughter. He clung to those memories, using them as a lifeline in this sea of confusion and desire.
       But as time went on, Leo realized that the chances of finding Ethan were slim. The sea of Monty clones seemed endless, their faces blending together in a never-ending parade of lust and pleasure. The thought of never seeing his friend again weighed heavily on Leo’s heart, but he refused to let despair consume him.
       In the depths of this strange world, Leo discovered a newfound strength. He embraced the uncertainty, the confusion, and the desire. He became a navigator in this sea of Monty clones, a lone figure determined to find his way, even if it meant never reaching Ethan.
       And so, Leo continued his journey, his footsteps echoing through the endless expanse of the Monty clones. Each encounter fuelled his desire to break free, to find a way out of this nightmarish reality. And as he moved forward, Leo knew that even if he never found Ethan, his search would not be in vain. For in his pursuit, he had discovered a resilience he never knew existed within himself, a strength that would carry him through the darkest of times.
       Meanwhile, somewhere in the sea of Monty clones, Ethan was having his way with more of them, fucking clone after clone and then pushing them aside like disposable toys. Getting bored at the fact that he was no longer finding more victims to convert into Monty. He couldn’t really fathom the idea of running out of potential victims, but seeing how there were Monty clones in all directions as far as his eyes could see, he felt like maybe there wasn’t anyone left to transform. Ethan had even forgotten for how long he had been doing this, or how much sex he had until now, in his eyes; it just felt like and endless loop and yet he never felt bored. But even then he couldn’t shake that feeling from his mind, like something had planted him with it deep in his subconscious.
       —Hey, bro! —A Monty talked to him—.
       Ethan ignored him, as most Monty only said that phrase over and over with minimum differences.
       —Don’t worry bro, there is a world left to transform, bro!
       Odd… Monty after Monty suddenly were reinforcing him despite he never mentioning his worries. Even more interesting the fact Ethan acknowledged these Monty as if nothing was wrong.
       —I don’t know… see how long it has taken me to transform just this city… —Ethan replied—.
       —That’s because you are holding back bro!
       Holding back? He was transforming others left and right, abusing them and tossing them to go to the next in line. How can you hold back when you are doing exactly what you want?
       —I’m not holding back…
       —Not you, bro! Your mind! —Monty after Monty kept saying—.
       —What? So I just have to think harder?
       —Oh, no! No, bro!
       —Then what do you even mean?
       —Think less! Yes, you have to think less! Like us!
       Ethan could not understand what they meant by that at first, he had to concentrate each time he transformed someone, focus his powers to them. How is thinking less going to work?
       As this manipulation attempt of the Monty clones continued, the phrase “Like us” ringed in his ears like a mosquito. His mind slowly catching up with the true meaning of it.
       They wanted Ethan to “Monty-mind” himself. But he was hesitant, how would that affect him? Could he undo it?
       —Just for a moment, bro! Yhea, try it out! —Monty after Monty kept pressing—.
       He still wasn’t buying it. For the first time he thought it was a good time to stop, but as soon as he hesitated the Monty clones began to shift into a more assertive ordinance.
       When he was the one pushing himself onto others to get fucked or suck him off; now Monty after Monty was pushing himself onto Ethan, much like they were doing so with Leo as he too tried to search for his friend.
       But unlike Leo, who took longer to succumb –Ethan took little to convince, after all he loved the attention and submission of the Monty clones. He wanted more of them to succumb to him and do his bidding. And having the whole world under his command was the pinnacle of this power trip.
       So, unsure of how to go about it, he simply closed his eyes for a while as he attempted to transform himself into the Monty-fied hivemind.
       …
       …
       Did it work?
       …
       —Hey bro! —A Monty confronted Ethan—.
       …
       —Hey, bro. —Ethan replied, with the same cheerful tone as the rest of the Monty—.
       —Yes! Bro! You did it, bro! —Monty after Monty cheered—.
       They knew there was no way back, whatever Ethan was, now it was gone. Any resemblance of him gone to the aether. And as one would expect, dictators always fall to their own crimes.
       From out of nowhere one of the Monty clones tackled him, making him fall to the ground in a goofy fashion. He who was always dominating them, fucking them and using them was now being fucked silly by Monty after Monty. Getting filled with cum and covered with it from as many Monty clones as possible. He was now the sex toy to his sex toys.
       And with a hollow mind to grow in, his powers began to truly shine as more and more innocent victims vegan to transform without even meeting him anymore. In what felt like tidal waves or a chain reaction, suddenly people around the city began to transform into Monty clones just like the rest of the already fallen.
       This was a victory for Monty-kind.
       The Monty clone horde grew larger and more powerful with each passing day now, quickly spreading across the entirety of the city and beyond, more Monty clones emerged, creating a vicious cycle more transformation, sex and surprisingly enough, madness of which you would expect from Monster kids. Some even began to slowly adapt to a new life on this world of Mony madness, returning to their homes and just living each day like any other. Ethan was gone and Leo’s search continued without any sign of hope. It was just a matter of time and endurance before he succumb to their new real world as well.
       But until then, he was going to search for his friend, a friend that was gone, a friend who was no more. Even as the waves of Monty that hold him back began to settle as well, Leo kept searching for his friend one more time.
       
       ***
       
       The debauchery continued; the consequences of Ethan’s reckless actions became apparent to the outside. With each transformation, the world around them began to shift, and soon enough, every living being was transformed into Monty clones. The once vibrant and diverse biosphere was now filled with identical yellow creatures, all sporting toothy grins and striped shirts. Chaos ensued as the Monty clones roamed the streets, their minds filled with a singular focus on pleasure and mischief.
       Leo, in a state of shock and confusion, found himself succumbing to the Monty mindset eventually. His mind became monty-fied, losing touch with his own identity and desires. He became an obedient follower, blindly indulging in every lustful impulse that crossed his path. With his transformation complete, all hope seemed lost.
       The world that was once full of rich experiences and diverse perspectives had been reduced to a monotonous existence. The individuality and uniqueness that defined humanity had been wiped away, replaced by an army of mindless Monty clones.
       As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, the world became a twisted reflection of its former self. The Monty clones revelled in their newfound freedom, engaging in endless orgies and hedonistic pursuits. The concept of responsibility and consequences faded away, replaced by an insatiable desire for pleasure.
       In this bleak landscape, Ethan, now the part of the Monty clones, had lost all his power. Ignorant of the chaos and destruction he had caused, oblivious to the consequences of his actions. His once bright mind had been consumed by the dark allure of his newfound abilities and the Monty hivemind.
       The remaining humans, those who had managed to escape the transformation, were eventually overtaken as Ethan’s powers gained more and more strength in his now empty mind. Like a virus, it came for everyone all at once, not a single soul safe.
       The Monty clones were relentless, their numbers growing with each passing day. Most of the original wave had already dispersed long time ago, they would just live their regular lives as Monty and indulge in pleasure from time to time. Eventually what was chaos devolved into a new form of peace, but a peace where everyone was the same, a peace only perceived by them as any outsider would consider it a sin. But there was no one left to do that.
       The once vibrant spirit of humanity was extinct. The world was now a playground for the Monty clones, a twisted reflection of what it once was.
       As the chaos on Earth subsided, a new and unexpected phenomenon began to unfold. The transformation that had affected the world had not been contained to just their planet. It had, inexplicably, spread to the rest of the universe.
       Across the vast expanse of space, planets and civilizations found themselves overtaken by the Monty clones. Entire galaxies were now populated by identical beings, consumed by their insatiable desires and pleasures. The fabric of the universe had been forever altered.
       As the waves of Monty clones spread further and further into the cosmos, civilizations that had once thrived with diversity and intellectual pursuits now succumbed to monotony and mindless pleasure. The once vibrant and thriving societies were reduced to mere echoes of their former selves.
       The universe itself bore witness to the relentless propagation of the Monty clones, as they spread like an unstoppable force through the vast expanse of space. Planets once brimming with life and thriving civilizations now suffered the same fate as Earth. The Monty clones infiltrated every corner of the cosmos, leaving no corner untouched by their insidious influence.
       Galaxies that were once teeming with diversity and intellectual pursuits now lay in ruins, their inhabitants reduced to mere shadows of their former selves. The symphony of ideas and philosophies that once echoed through the cosmos had been replaced by a monotonous chorus of mindless indulgence.
       The Monty clones, now spread across countless galaxies, revelled in their newfound dominance. They revelled in the absence of individuality, basking in the monotony that had engulfed the universe. Their existence became an endless cycle of hedonistic pleasure, devoid of purpose or meaning.
       As the Monty clones continued to multiply and propagate, their insatiable desires knew no bounds. Their pursuit of pleasure became increasingly frenzied, driving them to push the boundaries of what was considered acceptable even within their own ranks. The once vibrant and diverse Monty clones began to lose their own sense of identity, merging into a single, indistinguishable mass of yellow creatures.
       The universe, once a tapestry of wonders and mysteries, had become a desolate and barren wasteland. The stars, once shining beacons of hope, now flickered dimly in the night sky, mirroring the fading essence of what was once humanity. The very fabric of reality had been irrevocably altered, leaving behind a void where once there was life.
       This is how it all ends. This is how life came to a new dawn and how it will unavoidably fall as there is now no one left to support its infinite needs, this is how life returned to the dark ages amidst the platinum age’s architecture.
       And still it wouldn’t fall as a whole. Time would die before it, life would die before it, reality would die before it.
       With only an echoed billion voices talking in unison:
       —Hey, bro!
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