Things Get Outta Hand.

• Now, to remove my enemies, let’s start with adding more lovely West-Allen’s in the world. Thawne always admired Nora West-Allen’s great prat, one he wouldn't mind seeing more of. It also afforded him an especially humiliating way of removing The Flash.

My world would be better if it had many more rear ends like it, more Noras! He wasn’t limited to petty power, he could rule whatever way he wanted. Even if it meant some seriously messed up ideas.

The new power inside of him went to work fulfilling his messed up and perverted goals, with a slight twist by a sheer cosmic fluke the power Thawne now wielded misunderstood its master’s intent.

His goals had been to turn his greatest enemy The Flash into a twin of his daughter Nora West-Allen, a quaint way to deal with his no longer mortal enemy. While bringing another great butt into existence to ogle, maybe one he could enjoy further.

Except the ultimate power somehow took it to mean everyone should be Nora West-Allen. Starting from the one who began this now perverted mission.

Thawne the first to be effected in this colossal world level mistake. The mortal enemy of the Flash, a demented genius. Stood in muted uncomprehending horror as his skin darkened to a dark olive, taking a cool shade, face and body already noticeably softer against his clothes.

With a groan he burst into super-speed, further speeding up the process. He crashed through the time-vault in a stumble, lightning equally affected by this problem, less red nearly pink almost purple. Growing slower as his anger filled power gave way to the cool collection of a natural speed-****.

“Show me myself!” He growled to the AI. Grasping onto the time-vault plinth as the AI worked. He strained, lower body arched outwards, as the lovely butt that caused all this took shape off his flat rear end.

Pants equally haggard by the increase in curves, pushed past the breaking point by the now glorious butt Thawne now carried

_No, no. This is WRONG! _Every fiber of his being filled with pure, POWERFUL…waning rage.

“No,” he cried voice cracking, the view and voice equally chilling. The hologram of the time-vault reflected to show a brown, androgynous leaning to feminine person where Thawne stood. Already sporting a lovely full prat, lengthening brown hair and a stunned expression.

Thawne fumbled desperately for his ever present yet now absent rage, something to focus on then the fact of what he had done. How he singlehanded ruined himself.

Every moment that passed Thawne‘s body changed further into a petite yet delectably proportioned body. One he once admittedly admired in lust as a work of art. Now he didn’t know what he felt anymore, a mix of confusing pride for his changing body, and a lacking deep horror.

No, no!

Stumbling backwards off his anchor of the plinth as he dropped in height, from an imposing six foot to Nora’s five nothing, another distracting and invasive change that shot pleasure through him.

A new ache or flutter made itself known in his chest. Hands wrapped around the plinth to stay steady he looked up at his unrecognizable reflection in the feed shown by the AI.

Joining his already jaw-dropping figure with slender legs and a slim body was a soon to be bust. Sensitive to the touch bumps tented his black shirt, the bumps grew into tiny breasts, then not so tiny breasts. He leaned forward at the change, the new tits pushed outwards firmly cementing their place as nice breasts. Nipples poked through his shirt, undeniable in what they were.

In an unusually quiet mind he cupped his firm breasts, not even registering the weirdness of his slim hands or the fact hair partially obscured his vision. Even his new breasts no longer seemed to be a concern similar to his body.

All of his current remaining geniuses concentrated in a carnal area of his body, one that was rapidly declining in girth and the ability to penetrate.

Nary a whimper of his changed voice came out as his penis slipped into him without a fuss. A pussy opened up underneath the former genitals spot with a clit formed from his penis, greeted by a sprawling patch of pubic hair. A soft bolt of pleasure rocked him as it finished.

Leaving him gripped to the plinth with all of his remaining manly strength, a great mirror to the struggle being waged inside of him.

The brilliant, villainous mind throughout this transformation slowly warped and un-corrupted by the innocent, brilliant, surprisingly kinky, ever heroic Nora West-Allen.

New thoughts, emotions, morals pushed up against a deranged mind, making it less much less deranged. Harsh, vindictive plans, murderous thoughts, a vast intellect fell to the wayside. Along with his enjoyment of cruel plots, the glee of terrorizing and killing people; replaced by an incorrigible urge to do good, feel the rush of pride of helping someone, wether it be by being a hero or a good person.

The new invading morals and outlooks further untwisted the less maniacal mind, a growing horror took shape at the things it used to enjoy, actions and deaths it happily caused. A guilt in the very fiber of its being, one it laid its blame to another for the short time it was aware of it. The new one wouldn’t be weighed down by what a horrible wretched person had done.

With a final mental push Nora came into existence, the psychopathic mind finally overtaken and repaired, washed away without a outburst under unstoppable goodness, a sapphic appreciation of women, with a kinky streak and an incorruptible urge to be heroic. Traits Thawne had detested and Nora strove for every day of her life.

The new Nora’s breath filled the small room, in a bit of an orgasm filled reboot at what just occurred.

Okay, what the hell was that? Nora peeked over the Time Vault’s plinth, a tad confused as to how she got here, or why she’d had such a powerful orgasm moments ago…and many more questions. In the Time-Vault, okay?

“Gideon?”

“Yes Ms West-Allen?”

“What did I do, what happened?”

“Unknown, do you wish of me to show what occurred?” The AI said, a time stamp appearing on a video dated ten minutes ago.

“Yes please.”

Nora watched in muted horror as the recording played, showing a black Eobard Thawne rush into the Time-Vault, who…within minutes became her.

Makes sense. A niggling of something inside of her confirmed what she watched, she had formerly been her father’s greatest enemy, now a twin? Of his daughter Nora. She was Nora West Allen though, not a clone, or her own person but exactly Nora.

A familiar voice broke the silence of Nora’s panicked, existential crisis filled thoughts of existing. Mainly Her voice.

“Nora?”

“Nora?” Nora said aware of her surrounding, slipping further into confusion. Where Gideons’s disembodied head should be was a highly detailed hologram of well-Nora. The AI another, albeit if artificial consciousness Nora.

Whatever hit Nora to become Nora apparently went to Gideon, turning the ever helpful AI into another, computer version of Nora.

This is bad…

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The Present.

I have arrived! Nora West-Allen, the Original traveled back through time to the epicenter of the Her issue. Imbued with the curiosity to find the reason why she seemed to be everywhere and everyone. Everyone from her time Her, and apparently in this time too if all the other Noras was anything to go by.

Okay, I’m here too.

She strolled through the streets, past other Hers going about their business in wrong sized, barely fitting clothing. Some kissing others, the local coffee shops packed to the brim, some doing it doggie style with the cock welding Hers in stores.

All in all exactly what Nora West-Allen would do if presented with this sexy situation.

Don’t get too distracted again, I should put the world back together.

Sure she might have a few…fantasies concerning something like this. All of the world being Her especially touched upon such a dream

Not to mention the poetic justice she felt when her hotheaded, obnoxious brother ended up another sex addled Her. Although it was a tad strange her parents were also Her, and with everyone being Hers they all didn’t seem to have many qualms of sex, and were much more willing to do some advanced masturbation.

Not that Nora minded the grey taboo zone, nobody was related as they were all exactly Her in mind and body. A opinion all the Nora’s shared and acted upon, leading to quite a few orgies since she woke up.

The Noras all seemed to instinctively know Nora was the Original and further sought to pleasure her. As evidenced by what happened at home, with the three other Hers, to the few different stops while going to check on her girlfriend.

Which once again the level of sexual activity made sense considering the original Nora was quite into this stuff and boasted a strong libido.

Her pride also bolstered by the discovery before she slipped back into time just how good of a kisser she really was. Starting with another Nora and the rest of the Noras.

The sex off the charts, Nora couldn’t count the amount of orgasms she had or with how many Hers. Just aware of a dull ache in her crotch and a pleasant warmth at the memory’s.

Plus her girlfriend being another Her meant their already stellar sex hit a new high, the two of them able to please and reach limits of orgasmic bliss they barely graced before. On top of the orgies the Noras got going on, one the OG especially kept getting pulled into.

She had sex with a lot of them, from when she woke up to the other Hers, her girlfriend Her and whole strolling out stiff shebang.

What was the downside of this again?

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Original Nora entered STAR labs, her stroll through the city showed society hadn’t collapsed. The twins of her all seemed to retain enough of their previous selves to keep things functioning smoothly. As evidence in her time as well as now.

Even if less than important functions devolved into mass orgies of Noras, something the Original often fantasized about. Honestly a narcissist in this kinda situation.

The news Noras in ill fitting suits especially seemed to have a sense of humor when communicating the news and events of the day. All while trading barbed yet dirty compliments to themselves and on one not so reputable channel it turned into a porno between various Hers. That channel go pretty popular for a bit.

World tensions at an all time low and peace throughout society, mainly due to the ease of Noras getting it on.

While get into a fight when you could fuck, grievances didn’t exist as all the Hers got along.

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OG Nora walked through STAR labs a few hours later, having…tested that the other Hers had super speed and spectacular vibrating orgasm producing skills.

Nora rode up the elevator, a Muzak played in the background of a famous song sung by another Nora.

Here I am are. She stepped off the elevator and into the cortex, mainly to see what she assumed to be other Noras were up to.

Proven right by stepping into the cortex filled with other Hers in various states of dress.

“Hey you sexy guys.”

The lack of clothing changes at least let Original Nora identify who was formerly who. A handy thing that let her figure out earlier what happened to Bart, her girlfriend and a few others. Before clothes the started to come off of course and Noras sorta blended together.

The Nora Caitlin still immaculately dressed up, sporting a not so discreet bulge in her dress got a raised eyebrow and some interest in Nora.

_If she’s half as good as other cock mes we’ll be golden. _Not all Hers exactly alike, some had cocks for some reason. Not that the Noras minded much.

My family is a me here too, that’s schway.

Her mom Iris another Nora, a busy one at the without any pants on and eyeing Nora hungrily.

Her dad Nora the complete opposite, crammed in The Flash’s super suit that really showed off her bust and looked to be a little stuck in the breasts area actually.

_We might need to cut her out? _Although with the ways the other Noras looked they might be letting Flash Nora be to enjoy the view.

Allegra Nora also pretty easy to identify, considering the jean jacket and chinos, on top of the necklace she was fiddling with.

_Ah Allegra had such a nice butt, but so do I! _Allegra Nora seemed like one of the ones with small difference, the biggest differences Original Nora had seen so far seemed to be a cock, firmer booty and all of the Noras favorites bigger breasts.

The Chester Nora took a second or two to work out, considering she was topless and dancing around on a table. A sure fire sign the Nora was a little drunk on something. **** certainly had an affect in making Noras want to strip. Something that had never come up before outside of her house.

I have got to try that when I get home.

“Nora.”

“Nora.”

“Other Noras,” Original Nora said. Stepping into the Cortex further showed how far this spread, surrounded by Noras who had previously been Team Flash and her parents. She tingled at how spectacular it made her feel, all of her brilliant family Hers.

“Hey guys.”

“Nora.”

“Hi Nora.”

“Nora.”

“Nor!” Drunk Nora cried, half falling off

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“So did any of you figure out what causes all of this?” Nora asked, she hoped at least some of Hers were a tad smarter, lest thing stay like this.

“Ya we did!” Drunk Nora yelled, the **** burning off in her system leaving her scowling.

Allegra Nora took the lead. “The temporal-quantum wave originated from STAR labs, surprise!” Absolutely none of the Noras were surprised by the origin or the flippant use of quantum, a staple of STAR labs. “There’s another Nora in there waiting for you, said she’ll only talk to you.”

“Huh, any ideas on the cause?”

“No, we don’t know.”

Caitlin Nora rather sheepish, reflecting how any of them would feel in her position. “We don’t really get the science anymore…”

“Just like me,” OG Nora finished. Confirming at least bring a genius before didn’t carry over to a Nora, leaving them with slightly above average brains that only put them to a criminal justice degree, video games and hot women.

“Ok, be back, and cut Flash Nora out before she passed out even if she’s adorable,” Nora said. _Maybe this isn’t the best thing ever if we’re all stuck with my brains. _Brushing off her doubts as she strode towards the time vault, forlorn for the giggling of Noras cutting Flash Nora free.

Nora opened the Time-Vault, greeted by a peculiar sight even for her. A stark naked Nora on the floor vibrating her hand as a makeshift speedster toy…for her that was normal, the none normal part laid in a hologram Nora getting it on with her hand.

“Nora?”

The hologram Nora in complete snappiness held her gaze to OG Nora as she finished fingering herself off. A quick flash of light and the hologram appeared dressed, hair tussled, face flush and panting but ready.

Unlike the sweaty, sex crazed Nora still vibrating herself to sweet sweet relief on the floor.

“Nora!” Nora said a little louder, breaking the other Hers single minded focus.

“Sorry, didn’t hear you,.” A quick flash of purple lighting and mirroring the hologram Nora the new Nora stood post sex in baggy oversized clothes.

“As much as I enjoy this view I’m missing seeing me get cut out of the Flash suit, so tell me why you wanted to see me?” Nora asked this new Nora. Something about her, is familiar? This Nora seemed different, as if operating on a higher level-OG Noras level.

“Ahh really, I would’ve loved to see it.”

“I recorded it don’t worry.” Hologram Nora vanished, leaving the Vault bathed in soft blue lights.

“Explanation please?”

“Oh yes I’m sorry, I’m Nora West-Allen the second,” she said, zipping over to hug Nora in true Nora fashion.

“The Second, you’re the first other me?”

“Yep?”

“And you know what caused all of this?”

“Yep me!”

“Explain.”

She did regaling Nora to the best of her ability as to what happened. How she, formerly Eobard Thawne caused something to make her Nora. The how escaped her but she did have evidence of the full transformation captured by Gideon Nora. Proving without a doubt about what happens.

The second viewing of the recording devolved into a mutual masturbation turned face sitting turned borrowing other Noras sex thing.

Ending a little while later with most of the Noras tuckered out or heading off for coffee.

The Original met the Second of her twins, furthers the growing kinky mess of this leaking throughout time and the multiverses.

These events previously unimaginable to the brilliant mind who believed he could foresee and plan for any occurrence, now he didn’t exist due to tripping up on a simple plural. Instead a kindhearted, kinky, tad bit of pervert superhero held the ultimate power.

Fix this tomorrow, but with some other changes. The Second Nora already imagining the things that had to be fixed and the things that didn’t, the much more cooperative power within her would make any of these changes easy.

Though she had no plan on going back to what she was before her transformation, things could and would be so much better with a Her in charge. Mainly the Original, after all Nora owed her thoughts to her and couldn’t go against her even if she had a reason to. Not that she did, as all the Noras seemed connected to OG Nora.

“So Nora you thinking that I’m thinking?” She asked the still awake naked Original besides her, the two closer than all the other Nora’s. Even her family Noras in bed with her.

“I think I am Nora.”

They burst into laughter, quite enjoying the Nora show being shown across the world and soon elsewhere.