When Jim made it to Sharon's apartment.

The Ladies continued. As if they were having sex, their bodies rubbed against each other in a fine sheen of sweat. Their hands mauled each other frantically. There crothces humped against the thin fabric of the thong. But the effort was not for affection, but motivated by pure hatred. The pace had slowed almost to a standstill when Jim finally had reached Sharon's apartment.

Jim opened up the driver door of the limo and hurried around the back. He had his eye in the rear view mirror during the whole battle, but his first duty was to get these girls back to their apartment. He opened the back door.

All four Sharons were passed out in the back seat.

He grabbed each girl and carried them, one by one up to the apartment. His machine had backfired. It wasn't suppose to clone at all. It was supposed to give the user a fantasy of their wildest dreams, but it was virtual. This wasn't supposed to be real. Something in the machine must have caused a warp in reality, and now all hell was breaking lose.

Nazis were trying to take over the town. The east section of town was turning into "Alice in Wonderland". A dark forrest had penetrated most of the south side. And people were flashing in and out of existances with white flashes of light.

If that wasn't bad enough, his girlfriend was now four fold, and had been through the **** of a love hate relationship with herself.

The four Sharons sat on the couch, still out cold from their recent fight. He had put clothes on each of them and put their shoes back on. It seemed only fitting that Sharon's entire wardrobe now consisted of one outfit. A lovely red short cut dress, which accented her now full breasts. The underwear consisted of white thongs and white stockings, and bras were nowhere to be found.

He loved Sharon, and he didn't want to loose her, but he wasn't sure if he could handle four of them. Sure, every guy fantisizes about his girlfriend being duplicated, but in reality, who wanted to be nagged four times over? Or have to put up with four opinions? Or have to deal with four periods all at once.

And what about Sharon's feelings? Did she really need to compete with herself three times over for Jim's affection? Would this ultimately drive poor Sharon mad (if she wasn't already)?

Jim shivered. Something had to be done...