"..."

Jim looked quickly at his watch. "Uh, six, five, four, three..."

Both Sharons: "Jim, you're not leaping us into a new...aaagh!"

Before they could finish, they crumpled to the floor, holding their hands to their heads. They could feel a searing headache rip through their skulls...but it was over in a few seconds.

Oh, no, where are we now, Sharon 1 said before opening her eyes. Jim was still there, only he had a big smile on his face. Sharon looked around the room....

...to find two more versions of her beside her and Sharon 2!

"Jim..."

"You split again! This is excellent! I'm getting a hard-on just thinking about this-"

Suddenly, Sharon 2 threw him to the wall. Sharons 3 and 4 held his arms fast. Jim was no weakling, but he found he couldn't get his hands free from them.

Sharon 1 walked slowly towards him until their faces were almost touching. Jim had never seen Sharon like this, and he didn't know whether to become really horny or scared shitless.

"You knew about this split, didn't you?" she asked.

"Well..."

"DIDN'T YOU?"

"YES, yes, I did. This is the only other split I know of, you four shouldn't have any problems."

"Problems? Jim, I got **** by Nazis for two straight hours before I got here. I'm tired....no, WE'RE tired of getting dicked around by men. This is the last straw!"