1 comments/ 2962 views/ 2 favorites College Clones Ch. 10: Finale By: reddly23 - - - Tuesday - - - Tricia stood across the street, looking at the house. She checked the address written down on the slip of paper, then put it back in her jacket. She hadn't expected something this fancy. It was a large two floor modern house standing secluded on a hill. It was practically a cube with one side mostly what looked like a giant mirror that faced some fields to the left. In the waning sunlight Tricia seen the bright yellow glow from behind the windows, and felt they were watching her. She felt comforted knowing that this was Jack's place though. She wondered what he did for money, this must have been very expensive and he was just a college student. She was wearing a jacket with fake fur around the lowered hood over her white tanktop, and had her normal soft thin brown pants. She started up the driveway sloping upwards, her flip-flops clacking. She had found her other sandal outside after yesterday's class, it was covered in ice cream somehow. Tricia held Roxy's hand as they approaching the home, and in her other hand was her satchel. Around them in the growing dark she heard crickets and distant vehicles from town. It was getting chilly out, and other than worrying about Roxy getting cold, she couldn't wait to get in and be around Jack. She had come to love the idea of him being a friend... more like family in a way. She could openly be with Roxy with this person, and they could talk about her and pamper her as the precious thing she was. Even if Tricia felt the need to be more intimate with her clone, Jack would more than understand, seeing as he made her for that purpose. At the door under a flat awning she noticed a note on the door. "Come on in, I had to step out for a bit. Make yourselves at home.- J" The way he wrote 'yourselves' seemed slightly embellished. Tricia giggled and turned the knob. Inside of the house was open concept and very inviting. She found it to be pleasantly warm as she stepped in, closing the door behind her. The place was minimalist and really just one great room with heated pale hardwood flooring. To the left was a slightly lowered living room area with three red sofas facing a low black table with a lava lamp in the center. On the wall with the door she came through there was a giant projector screen to her left. At the far end there was a corner desk with a desktop computer. To her right was a spotless kitchen area. The area had deep red walls, grey double door fridge, dark wooden upper and lower counters with a black marble island about a meter apart. At the far end, taking up most of the back of the large room was an indoor swimming pool behind some thin stairs. The pool gave a very quiet humming sound of circulation. In the very middle of the room was a tube surrounded by four thin black metal rods, the tube perhaps three or four feet in diameter that ran from the floor up to the ceiling. It was a huge active lava lamp, shifting colours with huge globs of moving wax inside lazily drifting about. "Wow!" Tricia said, sliding off her jacket, and setting down her bag. After taking off her flip-flops she felt the pleasant warm floor on her soles. Tricia remembered Jack's kink and thought this might be intentional for female guests. She took Roxy with her into the living room and noticed another sheet on the low table. She picked it up and grinned. "Don't worry about the wall window, it's a one way mirror. You could have a party of naked cheerleaders in here, and no one would hear it or see inside. Again, make yourselves at home. The bathroom is upstairs and the fridge is full. Do what thou wilt is the whole of the law here.- J" Tricia pressed the blue circle on Roxy's ring and watched her clone come into being. She seen Roxy was observing the giant lamp tube, so Tricia brought her over to it. She watched Roxy touch it in pure wonder, the green light shifting to blue on her face. "Pretty, huh sweetie?" She asked. Roxy turned to her and smiled from ear to ear nodding. "Oh honey! Your feeties are covered in dirt. I forgot all about that." Tricia said looking down. She remembered the note and had an idea. Grabbing the bag again, she said "Come on." They walked past the tube and to the red and white steps rising up to the second level. The floor up here was like a balcony over the first, it stopped three quarters of the way of the house, and gave a perfect view down to the calm blue pool. Up here there were white walls with giant artsy red circles in interesting patterns. Very modern indeed. The floor had soft black carpet, and there were three doors, one on the left and two far apart on the right. She tried the one on the left and found it to be Jack's bedroom. This room was surprisingly full of odds and ends, contrasting the rest of the house. The walls were lined with shelves and bore all kinds of figurines and models. There were posters over almost every inch of the walls and ceiling, and the bed was unmade with grey mattress exposed under tossed open black sheets. Tricia closed the door out of respect for privacy, and tried the first door on her right. This one was the bathroom, which looked as clean as the kitchen. It had white walls and dark heated tiles. The room was lit by many small lights spaced out in a grid on the ceiling. There was a grey stone standing shower in the back left corner with distorted patterns on the glass for privacy. On the wall to the right were two sinks under a wide mirror, then a large simple rectangle bath. On the wall with the door there was a towel rack on each side and a linen closet. Tricia entered with Roxy and locked the door, then set down her satchel. She didn't know when the others would show up, so she wouldn't take too long... if she could help it. She ran the hot water and stripped down, seeing Roxy getting aroused already. When the water was almost full, Tricia kissed Roxy's cheek. "Hop in baby." She said. Roxy slid in the water and gave a pleased sigh as she was enveloped up to her neck in warm clean water. Tricia carefully climbed in too, facing the other way. Two identical dirty blonde heads poking out of the water on each end. They almost looked like decorations. "Are you sore honey?" Tricia asked sweetly. She took both wet feet, and lay them on her chest. Indeed they were red, with small markings of where pebbles had stuck and fallen off. "Aww... poor baby." She cooed sympathetically, and touched them. Roxy gave a subtle twitch and smiled as she watched. Tricia placed a soft kiss on every mark, then massaged them with her fingers and thumbs. They were clean now, and she loved how they looked when wet, lights shining on the soaked skin. It was like soft precious porcelain. Roxy took Tricia's feet and mimicked her 'mother', then taking it further with licks and sucking. Tricia moaned and they both lay in the bath worshipping each others feet as the door opened downstairs. - - - Shelby bounced in the house first with Melanie following, casually walking in behind her with a bottle in a paper bag. Melanie was wearing a black long sleeved Mastodon shirt with low wide neck showing one shoulder, and tight grey ripped jeans. Shelby was wearing the tightest grey t-shirt Melanie had, because she loved how she looked in it. Other than the clothes they were identical, with the chin length red hair flared out at the bottom and green eyes. They took some time to look around at the place. Shelby was skipping around looking at stuff and back to her mistress who was slowly walking in. "God damn... What a swanky crib. I never pegged Jack for a fucking yuppie." She said, then looked around for Tricia. She had hoped to see her and her clone together, maybe even catch them messing around... The disappointment didn't last as she looked around. "He sure loves his lava lamps." "Hey the window is a one way mirror! That's awesome!" Shelby said reading the note on the table. Then she let it fall down on the floor as she darted for the pool. Melanie shook her head behind her and picked up the note. When she seen the part about the full fridge she dropped the note as well in her haste for the kitchen. She set down her bottle on the black marble island surface, and opened the double door refrigerator. "Fuck yes." She said taking in the sight of everything inside. It was indeed crammed full of Caesar salads, lasagna, steaks on Styrofoam covered in plastic wrap, eggs, milk, bacon, sausages, a few vegetables and too many beers to count. Taped to a beer can was another note. "Don't worry M, there's more in the cupboards. Mi casa es su casa.-J" Melanie took a can, cracked it and whipped open the upper cupboards. The first had plates and utensils, the second had bowls, glasses and shot glasses, then the third had condiments and spices. She whipped open the two large bottom cupboards to find it full of liquor bottles of every kind. She laughed and took a swig from her beer. "Shel. Shots." She said with a burp. "Ok!" Shelby said and skipped over, glad just to join Melanie in anything. "Whoa! look at all the bottles. Can we have some of the blue stuff?" "Yeah sure, why not?" They brought it up and set it and two shot glasses on the marble. Melanie paused for a second, then brought down another two with a secretive smile. After some shots together Melanie and Shelby were just looking around and actually getting along. Shelby was turning out to be a surprisingly great drinking partner. She was a lightweight, but she always kept that same high positive energy. Shelby was far too happy with everything in her life now to let anything get her down as long as her mistress was with her. On top of that, Melanie found she liked having someone obsessed with her, and stayed that way even when shunned. She knew it probably wasn't a healthy desire, but who fucking cared? If she wanted anything, Shelby would do it eagerly. Her perfect fuck slave she always wanted. But for now, they just laughed together. A girl and her clone - albeit with another person using it. There was a sound from the stairs and they both looked in alarm. They had no idea someone was here. As soon as Melanie seen the flip-flops coming down her heart skipped a beat. When she noticed the white socks following it skipped again. Sure enough, it was little Tricia and her clone, whom they had never seen before... well, not this one. They paused at the bottom of the stairs, Roxy only doing so because Tricia did. Both pairs of duplicates looked at each other for a moment. "Hey Trish!" Said Melanie trying to sound nicer than she normally would have. "Come join us, we're just getting started." She even put on a welcoming smile, she was right in thinking she intimidated the poor girl. "Yeah." Said Shelby with a sway against the counter. "That's your clone?" "Shelby!" Melanie hissed with a sharp look. Tricia started forward with Roxy, remembering that they could also be talked with about her love. In fact, she never did get the full story about how Shelby ended up in another Melanie. "...Yeah." Tricia said shyly, stopping at the black marble and putting her arm around her copy's shoulders. "... This is Roxy..." It felt so bizarre to be introducing her clone like this. It was mostly a private thing. Her duplicate was dressed in spare clothes she brought in her bag; a blue wave shirt with elbow length sleeves, white shorts and ankle socks. "Roxy? Who's that?" Shelby asked before Melanie could say anything. She felt a pang of annoyance at this lack of tact. "Is that the name of who switched in?" Tricia looked confused. "No, no..." She said. "She's the um... auto thing..." Tricia seemed to dislike thinking of her dear this way. Melanie picked up on this before her idiot could blurt something else out. "That's pretty cool! Feel like having a drink? We should get some music going, it's so quiet here." She said, sliding the two unused shot glasses across the marble. She then walked across the large room for the desktop computer to see if there was music, and to not seem too imposing about the booze. "I dunno... maybe later, but thanks." Tricia replied, not liking the memory of last time she drank. Derek... how that seemed like forever ago. Roxy and Shelby were staring at each other, both with sincere innocent curiosity. "That's so neat... so there's no one in there?" Shelby asked. "Can I touch it?" Tricia looked nervous now, and maternal instincts were kicking in to protect Roxy. She wasn't too happy about the 'no one in there' comment. "Shel! Go easy!" Melanie snapped from across the room, hunched over the desk with the mouse. She had found the music folder and was browsing for something light, hopefully to make the mood a bit more comfortable. Before she decided on anything she was impressed at the selection. Jack had no apparent dislike for any style. He had rock, jazz, metal, classical, post-rock, grunge, blues, sludge... the list went on. Melanie decided on a folder full of modern club singles in a "Party" sub-folder. Jack sure thought of everything. They were not her kind of tunes, but safe. The music beat out from what seemed like every corner, without visible speakers. She walked back snapping her fingers to the music to find Shelby starting to dance to the beat. Roxy starting miming her, and even improvising a bit. Tricia was again impressed how fast a learner she was. Her and Melanie watched as the two dancing girls got more into it. Shelby noticed she had a dance partner and giggled as she continued. "Woo! C'mon Shel she's gettin' better than you by the second." Melanie said and took a drink from her beer. She noticed how pleased and proud Tricia looked while watching her other. There was something so mature there that she hadn't expected to see. They were all easing into each other's company, and Melanie thought she'd try to actually break the ice with Tricia. "So, how're you liking the course so far?" She asked. Tricia turned to look at her over her glasses. Her blue eyes were still lit from glee, and looked lovely. "Hm? Oh not bad, really... it's kind of not what I expected though..." She said, looking at the island running an idle finger over the black surface. "Oh yeah? I suppose I can see what you mean. Still as classes go, it's the best for homework right?" They laughed together, and Tricia agreed. They talked some more for a minute or so while their girls danced along. Shelby seemed to have actually heard her mistress' instruction to ease up a bit, so she kept to herself as she danced. She hopped backward over to them and suggested shots, to which Melanie of course obliged to. They took them down and Shelby cheered, then kissed her lover. Melanie was surprised, but reciprocated the smooch and then gestured to whisper in her ear. Shelby listened, then nodded. She then stood straight with her hands behind her back. "Tricia I'm sorry about being rude earlier. I'm just a dumbie, okay? Roxy's really cute and stuff and I didn't want to..." She trailed off for a second. Melanie muttered something short behind her hand. "Oh, offend." She finished and went to the fridge, grabbed a sausage and ate it in a few bites while going back to dancing. "That's fine..." Tricia replied, looking between the black marble and Roxy dance. She craved to talk about what they were all in on. "It's crazy that this all happened, and would be confusing, so I understand... but can't even imagine what you two went through." She said, looking curiously and a bit nervously at Melanie. This was a touchy subject last she heard of it in Jack's car. "How exactly did it... sorry I mean... if you don't want to talk about it..." There was a slight twitch in Melanie's expression but she didn't look mad. "No, it's... it's water under the bridge I guess. We're happy now and worked things out." She gave a genuine smile which Tricia thought sweet, not knowing it was from the money aspect. The sex pet... and the money. "So... how did it... happen?" Tricia asked hesitantly. "I wanna know that too actually." Came an unfamiliar voice. A girl suddenly manifested on the other side of the island, sitting on the counter. "Me too." Came the same voice from behind them. The exact same girl showed up on a sofa watching them casually. "Whoa! What the fuck?!" Melanie shouted, the beer she was holding went flying. Tricia gasped. Shelby looked stupidly between them. Roxy danced. The new girls sat with identical smirks for a moment, loving the effect their entrance had. They were both wearing leather jackets deep purple tubetops to match their lipstick and nail polish, lip rings, black floppy beanies, baggy jeans and skate shoes. Tricia moved closer to Roxy instinctively. Shelby looked between the new girls and her mistress who seemed shook up and pissed that she spilt her drink. "Remember me?" Hellen asked, sitting hunched on the counter. She was staring intently at Melanie. "Fuck no, what the hell man you scared the shit out of us. Were you there the whole fucking time?" She asked picking up the can, crushing it then throwing it at her. Hellen grinned and blocked it with her forearm. "We were here before all of you."The other Hellen on the sofa said, her arms up on the back and one leg resting horizontally on the other. "Answer the question." "I did. I don't know you. Jesus... Were you even invited here? Who the heck are you?" Melanie was flustered, and felt ashamed at getting frightened. "Shelby get me another beer would-" "You don't remember that night in high school? You got me drunk?" Hellen cut her off. She was getting agitated at not being remembered. Shelby tossed over a can, and Melanie caught it without looking. Something did seem to click in her eyes as she took in the girl near her, and the one behind her. "Wait..." She muttered. Then suddenly cackled loudly and cracked the can open. She didn't say anything more just yet, there was no need for worry anymore. She remembered who it was. "What's so god damned funny?" Both Hellens asked, flaring up at once at this reaction. Melanie drank slow, loving the flip of power. Shelby seemed to notice too and grinned. Tricia watched. Roxy danced. "You were that numb cunt who I talked into taking a ride on the wild side. You weren't that good either." She said with a burp, and a look at Hellen through one eye. Hellen on the counter dropped to stand. The other one lowered her arms and leg. "Are you... the other one who made these?" A quiet voice asked. Everyone except Roxy turned to look at Tricia who was looking with an expression full of more interest than fear and holding up her wrist with the bracelet. "What?" Shelby and Melanie asked. "Yes." Both Hellens said. Their tone said the anger was not subsided. Then something happened that no one, not even Tricia herself had expected. She bolted around the marble island and wrapped her arms around Hellen. Everyone looked shocked, Melanie was also a bit jealous. The Hellens exchanged shocked expressions over her blonde head, the one being hugged had her hands up in confusion. "... Thank you..." Tricia said into her shoulder. It was so sincere that they all softened up a bit. Shelby suddenly ran for the other Hellen and did the same. Melanie looked like she lost a battle and took a sombre sip. Roxy danced. Tricia stepped back and looked a bit embarrassed. Hellen couldn't help but give a little smile of appreciation, despite how she had thought her device had ruined this girl's life. She looked between Tricia and her clone and had sensed earlier when invisible that there was something more between these two than the group she had in the storage facility. Maybe... maybe she had a love like her own. "So... you named her Roxy. Is that from 'proxy'?" She asked, trying to break the silence. "Yeah!" Tricia replied, so glad to hear someone get it. "Oh, that's cool!" Shelby said coming back to dance again now that the tension was diffused a bit. The other Hellen walked slowly over too. Tricia gently grabbed Roxy's wrist and she stopped dancing, still having a bright smile. College Clones Ch. 10: Finale "Here baby, say hi to aunt..." Tricia paused, then looked at the two brunettes side by side against the counter who were watching. They looked at each other and smiled. "We're Hellen." "Say hi to aunt Hellen, sweetie." Tricia said to her clone. "Hi aunt Hellen." Roxy said cutely. Both Hellens and Melanie's jaw dropped. They thought Tricia was just telling her duplicate to say hi, like a mother would to a baby in her arms. None of them expected her to be able to talk. Tricia swelled with pride. "She's a sharp one Trish." Melanie said. The look she got back made her feel like she kindest saint in the world. The smile on Tricia in that moment would have made anyone fall a little in love with her. "We didn't know the auto would even function, let alone talk." The other Hellen said, as her duplicate grabbed a beer from the fridge. She opened it and passed it between them. "So..." Melanie said thinking. "Your other is like a new soul..." Tricia loved hearing it put this way. Melanie continued, looking at Shelby dancing to a new hard bass song that came on, "My other is my roommate... So who's yours?" She asked pointing between the identical brunettes. They turned to her with annoyed looks. "There is no Hellen..." the one on the right said, her eyes super wide "Only Zool!" The four of them laughed. Shelby and Roxy danced against each other, but everything seemed comfortable now to all, and Tricia didn't really mind. Her love was having a blast. "We're both the same." The left Hellen said, passing the can to her other. "We modded our bracelet for basically a mental copy-paste function." "That's amazing!" Tricia said. "How do you even make these things? It's like magic." She stared down at her glass bracelet with the four little coloured circles over an inner black strip. Green for body switch, yellow for sensation link, blue for camouflage, red for auto-pilot. "Well, the spinal cord and nervous system just uses electrical signals. As soon as we figured out to adapt programming to that, the rest was just coding." Hellen said and looked proud at her other. "What part did Jack do?" Tricia asked, then seemed slightly taken aback at the expression on their faces. "He couldn't finish it without us. Where is he?" "I'm getting the impression that you're a bit conceited Hellen." Melanie said, "Tricia loves her Roxy, I... have Shelby, but you just wanted yourself. More than just physically. That's some serious narcissism." She finished with a smirk as she finished her drink. "Don't talk to us about that, everyone here is in love with themself. We know for a fact that all of you have fucked." Hellen said. Melanie and Tricia looked slightly abashed. "We're just the only one who took it all the way. The body, the mind, the soul." The Hellens avoided each other's gaze as they remembered these were Jack's words. "Still... seems a bit fucky." Melanie said, pouring a shot. "How do you know we've done it?" "Gimme a break Melanie, you and your roommate there did a live stream of sex, and Tricia posted drawings online of her and Roxy." "Oh shit." Melanie laughed. "We did do that. I was wasted, probably a bad idea. Oh well, we made some decent coin." She downed the shot and walked sexily over to the closest Hellen. "Did you like watching me fuck myself?" She asked with her sexiest expression and voice. Shelby would have heard this over a construction site, and felt extremely jealous that she had never heard that voice used for her. She stopped dancing and watched with furrowed brows. "C'mon Hellen, you helped make it possible. You must have played with yourself... in more than one way." She said, one hand now on Hellen's thigh, caressing it. That Hellen seemed transfixed by this alluring display and her open mouth twitched as she tried to say anything. The other Hellen watched a little ticked off, then grabbed her other's hand tight. "I remember how much you liked that night in the car... you said it was the first time you came multiple times..." Melanie was now speaking to both in that sultry way, the one hand still on the thigh and the other on other Hellen's cheek. She had intended to tease them, but her being who she was, she was getting turned on by her own act. Tricia and Shelby watched her get closer to both of them, hypnotizing them with that erotic voice and those smouldering half-lidded green eyes. Even Roxy had slowed her dancing down to see a bit better. All of them were turned on to some extent now, and although every cell in Shelby's - or Melanie's - body was screaming to butt in and take her mistress for herself, she couldn't help but watch her work her magic. Roxy walked over behind Tricia and put her arms around her. Tricia jumped, but calmed when seeing the same hair as her fall over her shoulder and the elbow length blue sleeves. Roxy started kissing her neck and running her hands over the shoulders and chest. Clearly she was conditioned to react passionately when anything sexual happened around her. Tricia closed her eyes and sighed at the soft touch of her clone's hands and the warm breath on her neck. Shelby felt left out all of a sudden. Tricia and Roxy were getting worked up together, and her soul mate was wooing the two Hellens whom were supposed to hate each other. Or maybe... maybe she was supposed to play along. She had Melanie's body now too, so why couldn't she try? Shelby mimicked Melanie's sexy walked over and stood beside her mistress as she was whispering sweet nothings into one's ear and running a soft finger over the other's lips. The Hellen with the tender voice in her ear was lost for the time being. Her eyelids were fluttering from the sexy voice and hand working up her thigh. Shelby stood in front of the other Hellen and raised both hands to hold her neck. She was pretty, but not as hot to her as her mistress. This could still be fun though. Shelby leaned in and Hellen watched in a distant curiosity as the other face of Melanie kissed her cheek. There was a quiet little moan behind them and the four girls looked to see Roxy's hand inside Tricia's white tanktop, feeling up her breast as they made out. Their free hands were running through each other's silky dirty blonde hair. The girls watching got all the more aroused, seeing this shy girl letting loose with her clone. "Hmm..." Melanie said. "We're being outdone by Roxy again." She looked at Shelby encouragingly, then mashed her mouth onto Hellen's and shoved the hand on the thigh up to grab the warm crotch. Shelby did the same thing, but pulled her face away after she felt the crotch. An inch from Hellen's face, Shelby's expression was delighted surprise, then she went back to making out. The hand at the crotch was feeling and gripping a hardening cock inside. The Hellens, who thought they had no more interest for anyone but themself, were swept up in the sexy redheads molesting them. Reciprocating the efforts of the kissing, their hands starting feeling those big breasts they had one night before. The six girls were lost in each other, they only heard each other's breathing and subtle moans. Melanie was the first to break it off, she grabbed her Hellen by the belt and brought her staggering to a sofa. She threw her down and mounted her, then shoving her hand inside the jeans. Her palm felt the stubble of a shaved pussy as she worked her fingers down and inside. The other Hellen saw this and remembered being taken advantage of by Melanie before. She pushed Shelby off who backed into the black marble. Hellen grabbed the bottle of blue liquor and took a swig. "Get on the other couch." She said with wet lips. Shelby smiled and skipped over to it. She could be like Melanie now, tease and please someone like a sexy temptress. She pulled off her jeans and got on all fours on the cushions, looking back with pursed lips. The Hellen walked over undoing her belt and fly with her free hand, then fished out her erect dick like some weapon. Tricia had noticed the change of location and asked Roxy something back in the kitchen area. She nodded excitedly and grabbed Tricia's wrist to take her over to the unused couch. Tricia had never participated in anything remotely like this. She had been with a group before, but they were all herself. The last sofa now had Roxy stripping down to nothing, and then kneeling on it like a puppy watching their master coming home. Since there was already a naked version of her in the open, there was no need to keep her clothes on. She stopped at Roxy and started peeling her white tanktop off over her head while her clone did her best to slide off the pants. Melanie was fingering Hellen now, nose to nose with her watching her expression. Hellen was good at doing this to herself, but experience had given Melanie interesting techniques. Hellen could smell the liquor on her breath and felt up those firm breasts as the fingers worked their magic inside her. Melanie looked up and seen her clone - Shelby - getting fucked from behind, and hard. She loved the sight of this, her own voice moaning, her tight body moving, those boobs bouncing as Hellen thrust furiously in again and again while gripping the hips. That Hellen was taking revenge. Using a Melanie for being used. But God if felt good. She looked down on the lewd puffy asshole above the pussy she was slamming into. It looked so inviting... she spit down onto it and rubbed her thumb over it in circles before sliding it in. Shelby cried out with a wide toothy smile and moved her hips back harder to meet Hellen's. Melanie then noticed what she had been lusting to see; two Tricia's beginning to make love. It wasn't as hard as everyone else was going, but a passionate sixty-nine. If it wasn;t for one of them having glasses, she'd have no idea which was which. Tricia was on top slowly sucking up and down on Roxy's cock, while her clone fingered her and sucked her clit. Tricia ran her hanging hair over one ear and looked over her glasses up at Melanie to watch her, but their eyes met and there was something in the way Tricia seemed to try harder to impress her pushed Melanie over the edge. Melanie's dick against her pants almost came from no manual interaction. The Hellen under her was watching the other her fucking Shelby silly, and with Melanie fingering her she wanted to join in. She knew what her duplicate was doing and wanted to take part in getting revenge through fucking that Melanie. At the same time both Melanie and Hellen got up. Melanie grabbed the sofa she was on and was glad to find it a foldout bed. Jack sure thought of everything. She set it up as the other Hellen got rid of her jeans and lay in front of Shelby's face. She grabbed the red head and drove it onto her pussy. Both Hellens would have preferred if Shelby wasn't as into it as she was. Melanie finished opening the bed and ripped all her clothes off. She turned back towards the room. In front of her was the kinkiest orgy she had ever taken part in, her holy grail. Not only was there not one, but two Tricias she could take, but two Hellens and another her. If any of the others had looked at her at that moment, they would have felt both fear and reverence. Her posture, her eyes, her spear of a cock... she was the huntress again. Tricia felt Roxy sucking her cunt and working three fingers inside her, knowing all the right spots. Tricia did her best to give back all she got and cupped the balls as she deepthroated her clone. Something bumped her face and she looked up to see Melanie standing by her. One of the ceiling lights was right behind the red head and shadow obscured most of her. A kind hand pet her head, but the chuckle was more like a growl. Tricia was enamoured by this power, and took the dick in her mouth. She kept pleasing Roxy with a wet tight handjob as she blew Melanie. Hellen watched the other her being eaten out as she felt close to orgasm. She pulled out for a second and stroked her dick slowly while looking at the other her force Shelby's face into her cunt. Shelby was whimpering for the dick back, but this was all part of their little retribution. The other her watched her stroking her soaked cock as Shelby lapped at her clit and asshole. 'Fuck I look so god damned hot like that...' she thought. She pointed to her bracelet and watched herself nod. She pushed the green button and a familiar rush went to their heads, then they were in the other body. Hellen looked down at her cock in her hand slick with Shelby's juices. She gripped tight and squeezed while slowly pumping, loving the glint of light on her purple nails. Her other hand spanked the ass that was once Melanie's and Shelby gave a little squeak but didn't stop. She slapped it again, then gripped the flesh before driving her dick balls deep. The other Hellen felt the groan of ecstasy over her pussy as she watched herself fucking Shelby. She blew the other her a kiss, who caught it then sucked her fingers while they kept eye contact. Tricia had been led to the open flat bed and laid back, watching Melanie and her clone bearing down on her. Melanie's expression as she lifted Tricia's legs was like a lion nearing an injured gazelle. She was surprised to not see fear in Tricia's eyes like so many before her, but something like a hungry acquiescence. She seen Melanie almost like a big sister, and trusted her. Melanie slid into her and they both gasped. Somehow this felt so right, and this was something special for both of them. Just the fact that it was Tricia's hot, tight pussy made it feel so much better than any she's had, and for Tricia the raw power from Melanie's desire was incredible. She felt the dick fill her completely, and she cried out as Melanie fucked her steadily with equal time sliding in and out. She held both ankles as she fucked the little blonde, and Roxy took one. Melanie watched the clone suck on the small toes like they were candy. Roxy was jerking off with a slight twisting motion and moaned over the foot as she sloppily sucked and licked. Melanie - loving every kink and fetish - found this extremely arousing and did the same to the other foot. Tricia just laid back and watch the red head fuck her and suck her feet just like her clone. It was like she was watching a porn film of herself and Melanie, but getting to feel her sex filled repeatedly by a cock hard as diamonds. Roxy was the first to cum, she whined in pleasure over the big toe in her mouth and shot a thick rope of semen onto Tricia's belly. She kept sucking and pumping her hand as Melanie watched with a grin, then she dropped down a bit and starting noisily sucking up the cum. It took everything Melanie had not to climax at this. Roxy got the majority of the mess in her mouth and moved up to Tricia's face. She opened her mouth above Tricia's and they made out over the cum. "Holy fuck..." Melanie moaned and began thrusting in as hard as she could, the wet clapping sounds almost drowning out the identical blondes' sloppy kissing. Tricia felt it coming as well, and opened her eyes to see Roxy - or herself - looking down on her with nothing but love. With the intense pleasure of Melanie's pounding inside her and seeing her own face kissing her she came hard. Her legs trembled and pussy tightened, which was the straw that broke the camel's back. Melanie grunted like a beast and didn't even stop fucking as cum filled Tricia's sex in three pulses. She kept fucking through it, watching the adorable girls love each other. Shelby had cum multiple times from the Hellens' teasing and hard play. Whenever one was about to cum, she'd switch and just feel their soaked cunt worshipped while she watched the other her fuck again. They heard cries from the other sofa and seen watched Roxy cum on Tricia, then her and Melanie's orgasm. The Hellens never slowed their use of Shelby just yet, they waited until Melanie stopped and slid out to look over. Hellen pressed the yellow circle and both of them felt their own orgasm approaching. They gave Melanie a good look as both came from shared stimulation, trying to keep their eyes open through the pleasure. One gripped Shelby's red hair and ground the face into her pussy, and the other grabbed both hips and slammed in, twitching while feeling the spunk fill and blow out from around her cock and drip down onto the couch. Both Hellens then lay back, and Shelby surfaced panting hard and smiling. The three lay there looking across at the other three, who were also watching. Tricia and Roxy just looked while enjoying their afterglow. Shelby looked proud and thoroughly pleased. Melanie looked horny as ever and proud of her pet. The Hellens were a bit disappointed at her not being upset over wrecking Melanie's other body, but it didn't matter. It had felt too damn good. "So..." Melanie said standing up and moving to open the empty sofa. Everyone watched her lay it flat, then she turned to the Hellens. Her eyes made them anxious and they exchanged a nervous glance. "Get those fucking clothes off." She said. The Hellens hated to feel weak so they both stood and pulled off their leather jackets, purple tubetops and bra. Melanie took in the sight of their exposed breasts. "Not bad. Now I want to see how you make out with yourself." She said, toying with her erection. Both Hellens took to it and the other girls watched. Even though they all had clones this was something further down the rabbit-hole. This was no proxy with auto or imposter in another's skin, this was a girl who truly loved herself within and without. For at least one small moment watching them hold each other and passionately kiss, they all wanted to have that. They slowed down and looked at each other's face up and down from an inch away, then turned to Melanie and advanced on her. "Lay down." One said. "Spread 'em." The other said. Melanie smiled and slowly lay out on the bed and spread her ass cheeks. Under the balls was that puffy asshole she was so proud of. Shelby was captivated, she had never seen her mistress be the receiver before. Tricia and Roxy lay watching as well absent-mindedly touching each other's skin. "You, eat it." A Hellen said to Shelby. She snapped out of it and crawled off the couch and over to her love. She made a noise like a pig as she shoved her face into the asshole and lapped at it, then shoving her tongue in. Melanie chuckled as she felt a tongue slide around in her sphincter and over her nuts. The Hellens watched in looks of disgust... but one was fingering herself and the other jerking off. Soon when the sounds of Shelby licking and sucking on the hole were wet enough the dicked Hellen pushed her aside and knelt down. She aimed her cock head at the twitching asshole and rubbed it around. Shelby's juices mixing with the saliva she just left behind. Hellen pushed in, but felt more like she was sucked in. She was enveloped easily up to the base and against her will she sighed from the tight warmth. Both Hellens felt embarrassed and exhilarated as Melanie worked her inner muscles to squeeze. It'd been since Sunday since she'd been fucked anally... much too long. "Be gentle..." Melanie said cutely. Everyone knew she was being patronizing to Hellen, both of whom were filled with determination. The one inside her slid out and slammed back in, her balls clapping on the small of Melanie's back. She had felt inside of her own ass plenty, but this was something else... she had no idea what Melanie was doing, but it felt like the bowels were sucking and milking her cock. As she thrust in angrily repeatedly her will to dominate was dwindling as she was succumbing to the sensation. The other her couldn't just wait by anymore as she watched herself fucking Melanie. She could feel everything and had to do something. She climbed on the flat sofa and mounted Melanie's face. She heard a quick snicker before mouth and fingers began working Hellen's pussy. That Hellen cried out and looked at the other her. They shared expressions of accepting a small defeat, a submission to the girl under them. Even though they were on her face and fucking her ass hard, there was a sense that they were the ones being used and dominated. The Hellens simultaneously gave in to their lust and just went with it. They started kissing again while feeling Melanie's hot asshole sucking their cock and her working the cunt like a pro. College Clones Ch. 10: Finale Tricia and Roxy were amazed. Melanie was no joke. The two blondes were working back up to full steam as they touched each other. Small hands caressing each other's genitalia. Shelby was just watching her mistress as she fingered herself, it was like the best porno she could ever witness. The Hellen riding Melanie's face looked over at the two Tricias... or rather her and the auto-intuitive mode. The other Hellen seen where she was looking and nodded while gently biting her lip. Hellen's curiosity piqued and she climbed off to join the other two girls. Melanie seemed disappointed at the flesh leaving from around her head. It didn't last as Shelby took the place, and Melanie proceeded again now tasting her own sex again. The Hellen fucking her watched as she ate out her original body. This was part of her work. Her pride increased her vigour and she fucked the asshole even harder. Hellen gently sat down on the sofa with Tricia and Roxy, who looked up in surprise. Tricia - on top of Roxy - observed how Hellen was regarding her sweetheart. She could tell how this girl was examining everything about the proxy, and Tricia had an idea. She took Hellen's wrist and gave a little pull. Hellen looked down and seen the intent without words in Tricia's eyes. She took the blonde girl's place on top of Roxy and felt the real flesh under her. Hellen touched the supple breasts, then moved to feel the ribcage. The lucidity from the reality was intoxicating Hellen. Roxy watched curiously and ran her hands over Hellen's arm. The blues eyes studying her... an intelligence behind them... that hand moving on it's own... the stomach twitching from reacting to the fingertips... this was Hellen's work. Before she could do anything Roxy moved subtly and slid herself inside. "Oh!" Hellen cried sharply. Her face went from full shock to half-lidded eyes, mouth still open. Roxy's eyes were still on her as she thrust up into her co-creator. The other Hellen heard this - and felt it - and looked over. She watched herself being held by the little blonde clone and bouncing on top with increasing energy. Tricia just watched, looking between them. Her clone was happy and safe, and she was pleasing the woman who helped make her possible. The universe felt so right. If only Jack were here... Melanie felt it coming first. Hellen was hitting her G-spot unknowingly as she thrust in to the base again and again. Melanie moaned over Shelby's pussy as the orgasm flooded her body and mind. Melanie's cock came without any touch and shot ropes far up enough to hit her own chin and lay across breasts. Hellen felt the rectum suck and grip harder than before, and that feeling mixed with Roxy's cock made her cum immediately. She shut her eyes and her tongue hung out as she filled the ass with milky blasts. Her thrusting went from fast to steady as a drip of spit fell from her hanging tongue. Then something near panic rocked her as she felt her other's climax approaching. Hellen felt her other cum inside Melanie and began pounding down onto Roxy's hips. Tricia watched her clone match the effort with ease and then both of their eyes rolled up to the whites as they came. The room was in a sort of stasis as the world suspended. Most of the girls were gone in sexual abyss for a few eternal seconds. One by one they collapsed to rest, sweating and panting. The large room was filed with breathing and little shaky laughs as they recovered. Melanie was the only one who hadn't lost a beat and had Shelby clean out what she could from her asshole. Everyone else watched the subservient girl delightedly suck out what she could lovingly. The Hellens occasionally shot each other looks of contented affection. It wasn't long before the girls were getting worked up again. - - - Later in the night things had slowed down. Everything was peaceful in the household as all six girls lazed about nude and talked. Earlier they had felt a bit lightheaded, but they dismissed it as exhaustion. Despite being them all being exhausted the only one asleep was Shelby. She was sitting against the edge of the unopened couch with an empty bag of chips. Her mistress was laying on the sofa with Tricia. The Hellens and Roxy were playing in the pool. They were still fascinated by the auto program that seemed to be better than they had ever dreamed. They threw a beach ball to each other and had little tickle fights. Melanie was stroking Tricia's hair and complimenting her on her artwork that she seen. Tricia enjoyed talking casually to her, she sensed a kind of protective love from her and they just chatted about things friends or sisters would. The calm scene in the house now strongly contrasted earlier when they were almost all on one couch in a sweaty orgy. The Hellens were taken around the world by Melanie who never lost her stamina, all dislike for each other had dissipated. Once during it - since everyone there had a crush on Tricia - they had the girl lay down and every other person worship anything exposed. A Hellen on each foot, Melanie and Shelby sucking the breasts and Roxy fucking her. Then Hellen in her. Then Melanie again. After that they did something similar with Roxy, all worshipping her. That one had more laughter though as they teased the adorable Roxy, watching her reactions with glee. Everyone had come to care about each other - not only from the wonderful sexual interaction but from an intimate bond from understanding each other. After sex the Hellens sat nude with Melanie sharing some tokes. She offered that she could make fake ID's for Roxy and Shelby if they wanted. Personally neither Hellen wanted to pretend that one of them was someone else. To them they were both Hellen, not some 'twin sister' crap. She loved herself and that was that, but she thought she'd extend this kindness to her new friends. Melanie and Shelby agreed, thinking that could prevent a lot of craziness. Tricia wasn't sure however, she didn't really want people seeing or knowing about Roxy. It was a private love they shared. She found she loved everything about her body, but also the precious person within it. Hellen said the offer was on the table. With the Hellens in the pool with Roxy, Tricia laying with Melanie, and Shelby sleeping by their side, the conversation waned for a few moments. Melanie sat up after kissing Tricia's forehead and stretched. It felt so good to be nude in this ritzy house with a bunch of babes. She looked down on Shelby in Melanie's original body sleeping and felt a wave of care for her. She took in how hot she was, and turned away before she turned herself on. Her feet gave little slap sounds as she walked across the hardwood floor. She looked at the huge lava lamp tube still active and shifting colours in the center of the room as she went for the kitchen. 'Fuck it's awesome here. I don't want tonight to end.' She thinks. Tricia propped her chin up in her hands and watched her walk, she really admired Melanie's body. She saw Melanie get another beer and take a drink with her head back. Hearing the Hellens talking and laughing with Roxy behind her, and seeing the can of beer reminded her of something. "... Where's Jack?" Tricia asked. Both Hellens went dead quiet, and Melanie looked curious while wiping her lips. "Y'know I was wondering that too. He missed all of the fun." She said. "Hellen did you talk to him at all?" "No." They both said. Roxy was taking water in her mouth and shooting it out in an arc stream in the air. "Strange. The microwave says it's two thirty in the morning. Guess he's not showing up. Shame for him, we probably would have broke him." "Yep." Hellen said. "Can someone text him or something?" Tricia asked. "... I can." One Hellen said and climbed out of the pool. The other her watched her go, the water dripping down her body as that ass swayed. Hellen took her phone out from her discarded jeans and unlocked it. She sent; "The girls want to know where you are." "I texted him, so he'll probab-" Hellen stopped mid-sentence as something clicked and then a giant image showed up on the wall projector screen. Everyone except the sleeping Shelby looked at it in surprise and interest. Melanie walked forward for a better view, carrying her drink. The other Hellen hopped out and stood by herself, grabbing a hand and interlocking fingers as they stood watching. The image was of an empty chair in a small grey room with metal shelves against the wall on the left. The camera seemed to be from a laptop on a desk by the chair. Suddenly they all saw a naked female torso walk past to the left. "Hey hey." Melanie said and took a drink. "Now we're talkin'." "What is this?" Tricia asked. Roxy splashed in the background. The Hellens said nothing. There was a familiar chuckle, then Jack appeared on the big screen sitting down at the chair. He looked at the camera and smiled. He wore that grey and black horizontal stripe shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and those semi-opaque shades. "Evening ladies. The gang's all here." He said. "I trust you're liking the place?" Tricia and Melanie looked at each other, not knowing if this was a prerecorded video or live. Shelby stirred, and woke up to see the screen. She just looked stupidly at it. Jack's patient expression showed them it was indeed a broadcast. "It's awesome here." Melanie said. She really thought so, and wanted a fancy place like this for herself someday. "Cool." He said. "Where are you?" Tricia asked. "That's not really important, but I wanted to thank you girls for helpin' me out. I gave you all gifts and never wanted to ask for anything in return, you've given me so much already. I enjoyed seeing it improve your lives. Tricia, with Roxy I gave you courage. Melanie, indirectly with Shelby I gave you a heart. And Hellen... well I gave you a brain. Your own, but still." He finished and looked at them with that grin. He did kind of look like the Wizard of Oz then, a big head observing them. A female hand passed him his flask, then disappeared off camera. Tricia turned to look over behind the couch and seen Roxy blowing bubbles in the water. She smiled and remembered how she used to be without her clone... without Roxy. She knew his words to be true. Melanie and Shelby looked at each other. They had indeed come to truly care for one another, still mostly one-sided, but Melanie hadn't cared for anyone like this person in her other body. She knew his words to be true. The Hellens said nothing. "So look, you probably wonder what I really looked into gaining from it. Well, I had no real goal until lately, and it's not really a big deal, no skin off your backs." He laughed. "No skin, but hair. I archived your DNA blueprints, and worked on a little project. C'mere Vivian, meet your mothers." He slid a little to the side and a woman sat on his knee. Every girl in the room knew instantly what he'd done. The female on his knee was an amalgamation of all of them. He had taken certain features from each, and made this woman for himself. She was absolutely gorgeous. "Not bad, eh?" He said while she caressed his jaw line. "You helped me make the perfect dream girl... well I mean that's subjective, but for me I guess. Anyways this is the product of all of us, and I have all of you to thank dearly." The girls looked Vivian over, seeing what parts were theirs and the others. She had Tricia's long soft hair, but dyed a deep rich blue. She had slightly perky facial features like Melanie, and her ample breasts. She had Hellen's eyebrows - also dark blue, and something in the eyes. The shape of the eyes were like Tricia's but somehow had fiery red irises. She even had the same type of glasses as her, but black frames. "This is fucked up." Melanie said. Her emotions were caught somewhere between wanting to be angry, but wanting to test run that chick. "This is so fucked up!" Shelby cried out. "You can't steal bits of Melanie like that!" Her mistress looked to her and back. Her mind was kind of a blank as she just sipped again. Tricia sat there not knowing how to feel either. It really didn't hurt them, and Jack did give them a lot. "I think it's ok..." She said softly. Even the Hellens turned to look at her. "I dunno... he should get to be happy too right? He gave us amazing things, so... maybe he should get a pretty girl for himself too..." "Thank you Tricia." He said, looking slightly surprised, but grateful. "You've always had good taste, as I'm sure you'll agree." He smiled. Vivian gave a half grin at that and started licking his ear. "Jack you won't get away with this." One Hellen said matter-of-factly. "You're not right in the head, and we're going to get you back." The other said flatly. "What? C'mon don't be like that." He said, while Vivian gave a dark giggle and licked his cheek. "We all have our dark sides, and at least you profited from mine. Melanie there, she's lust and greed personified." Melanie seemed to want to argue, but that'd be hard with an obvious boner. "Shelby is envy and gluttony." Shelby moved the empty bag of chips behind her while fuming. "You Hellen are clearly wrath and pride." They both just stared back. "I'm about to be Sloth. It doesn't matter though, because we have people that understand us, and accept us. All of you have each other and your entire lives ahead of you. It gets all the better when you find out I'm giving you this house." "What?! Seriously?" Melanie asked, unable to help it. Tricia looked around with a slack-jawed new lens of appreciation. "Sure, why not?" He replied. Vivian moved down and they could see the top of her blue head as they heard a belt clinking. "I'm sticking around for a bit to tie up some loose ends, but then I'm headin' out. Gotta see the world while we're young, right?" He grinned as the blue head slowly bobbed up and down. He seemed to be looking at the Hellens. "See you soon, Jack." Hellen said. He sighed. "Alright look, if you're not going to be cool about this then know I actually have thought of a contingency plan. I know you Hellen(s)," He did the bunny ear gesture at the 's', "You're going to want to fuck with me and mine. You could let it go, or not. Rebecca, come here." He said looking off to the right. She stepped in view behind him. The R.A. of Hellen's floor stood there in a flowery shirt and fauxhawk. She still had the laminate around her neck on a green string. Her grin was just like Jack's. "You remember her right? You remember she has my mind copied in, I'm sure. How many others do you think there are Hellen?" They didn't respond. "You could walk past them everyday and not know who they are. Even if I die, or get locked up, there will be more to fix it. Not to mention I have all of your DNA scrapbooked and could use it to make any of you to frame you. Funny how this is all occurring to me just know isn't it?" He seemed thoughtful scratching his chin. The blue head kept bobbing. "Holy shit..." Melanie said. "But... Jack..." Tricia said, looking hurt. "Oh you girls have nothing to worry about because you have sense enough not to try to do what she might. I actually do like all of you, especially you Trish. I honestly did what I did to see you happy. You were angry with the world and probably something that hurt you bad, but look at you now; with other people, visiting houses of people you hardly know, taking chances and having fun. Notice how I never attributed any dark traits to you earlier. I could tell you were just innocence who got dealt a shitty hand. What I did was switch the deck in your favour." They all could tell he was being sincere. Tricia blushed and looked down. Jack beamed at her. "By the way, the house is paid in full, and the bills for every utility or necessary repair is already taken care of from a private account that I will keep running. There's even a small shipment of various drinks set to be delivered every Saturday. That's mostly for you." He pointed to Melanie. "So yeah, welcome to your home away from home!" He raised his hands, palms upward. That blue head didn't stop. "Will I... or will we ever get to see you again? I'm sure Roxy misses you too..." Tricia asked. Melanie felt herself nodding to encourage an answer out of him. She didn't know why. Shelby still looked pissed off. "Doubtful." Jack said, looking a bit sorry. "I will miss you guys. All of you." He added, with a look at the Hellens who sill stood holding hands and dripping water. Roxy was in the pool watching him with her chin on her crossed arms on the edge of the pool. There was something a little sad in her eyes. What followed was a long moment of silence, which would have seemed comical if you just walked in - naked women looking at a slightly sombre guy on a projection screen with a chick clearly blowing him. "Oh! One last thing." He exclaimed with a snap movement raising his finger. "The storage facility is empty now." He expected a response, getting none. "All of it." He added, looking at Tricia. She realized what he meant and seemed angry for the first time. How could he do that to her, after giving her the key? He smiled when seeing her reaction. "Some of it's been relocated..." Tricia stared, now perplexed. "There's a basement there. That key will still work, but it's also set to a require a retinal scan. There are a few spare keys on top of the fridge. I'm sure Melanie or Shelby can show you the way." "Ha! Damn right." Melanie said, finished the beer and crushing it. "Screw you Jack!" Shelby said and folded her arms, pouting. "What's down there?" Melanie asked. "Spares." He replied with a grin. "Toys. Playthings. Just think back to Sunday at my lab and you'll know what I'm talking about. Only now more like Neapolitan, a little of every flavour. Limited ML function though, only auto. So my lovelies, farewell..." He said, and behind him enough Vivians walked in to block the grey wall behind them from view, "I have to return some videotapes." He said and turned the Vivians as they surrounded him licking his neck and face. The broadcast stopped. The screen wen blank. They all stared at it for a time, except Shelby. "Wow." Melanie said, turning to them. "Jack sure thought of everything." She felt amazed... he was a prick, but a hell of a generous one. The fucking house! Man oh man... even free weekly booze. If he walked through the door right now she'd jump his bones. Lust indeed... "Whatever... he's an ass." Shelby sulked. On the surface she was insulted, but the idea of a place to get away with her mistress and be alone together filled her with thoughts of bathrobes, champagne, skinny dipping, sleepless nights... Tricia was on her knees reversed on the couch. Her and Roxy were looking into each others eyes. Her clone... her sweet baby Roxy... Tricia had mixed emotions. Both were strong and battled in her heart. She had come to want to spend time with Jack and Roxy and just do normal things like watch movies, or go to the park, or just sit and talk about anything at all knowing he would never demand or expect anything from either of them. The other side thought of what was waiting in the basement... she could finally show Roxy what she had experienced in the storage facility... a whole group of herself that they could just hide away from the world with for as long as they wanted... Both Hellens turned to each other, and shared private grins. The others watched them get changed into their clothes and leave without saying a word, or taking a key. The door clicked behind them and they held hands as they walked in the night, both with widening smiles. Far away at the bottom of the hill, amongst the crickets and a distant siren, you could hear them laughing. Laughing like loons. o--|| The End... ||--o