Try Sophie 4's idea anyways

All other three Sophies put their foot down.

Sophie 4: "We wanna try! Dip that snowflake in oil!"

Sophies 2-4: "Dip that snowflake! Dip that snowflake!"

Sophie 1: "Damn, when did I take cheerleading lessons? Alright then, if you insist. First things first, we need a hundred clones. So we all need to make 25 clones each. That'll mean we'd all need to orgasm 24 times."

Sophie 2: "No biggie, sounds like a normal Sunday to me."

Sophie 3: "You numbnuts, we don't all need to orgasm 24 times! It'll go way faster if we just have the clones we produce also get themselves off."

Sophie 1: "Right, right. So uh... hold on, that's..."

You try to do some quick mental arithmetics. You're not exactly a prodigy at math - your most in-depth experience with exponentials is having played 2048 but never quite having completed it.

Sophie 1: "Uh, so without taking our clones into consideration, we need to duplicate 24 times. Since there's twice as many of us with our clones included, we only need to multiply 12 times each, right?"

Sophie 2: "Yeah sounds right."

Without further consideration, you get to work. The four of you manage to barely cram yourself onto your bed and start jilling off, each of you counting your clones as you produce them. The clones mostly either spawn on top of you, or directly on the floor - regardless, they too begin to masturbate. Soon clones 2 and 3 start to compete on who can produce the most, and they deliberately mess up each others' counting.

In a matter of minutes, your bedroom is full, and by now clones mostly spawn in other rooms where you can't see them. At some point you realize that the room has been full since 10 minutes ago.

Sophie 1: "Wait, everybody stop! Stop right now!"

Your clones all stop their activities and look towards you expectantly.

Sophie 1: "I think we may have overdone it a little."

You manage to crawl and elbow yourself toward the bedroom window. From there you can see that there are thousands of Sophies on your backyard, forming a mound. You open the window, and one clone from the pileup yells at you:

Sophie 14921: "Yoo, I think this is a little bit over a hundred. Any advice?"

Sophie 1: "Okay now everybody, and I mean everybody edge yourself as close to an orgasm as you can. Feel free to use mutual masturbation. I'm gonna try to absorb you all back right before cumming."

The flock of Sophies goes into a frenzy of sloppy makeouts, fingering and cunnilingus as you try to squeeze yourself back onto your bed, tiptoeing over and weaving under your clones in the process. You lay down and try to read the atmosphere on when the biggest wave of orgasms is bound to hit. You start to count out loud:

Sophie 1: "Okay, absorbing in three, two, one..."

You absorb the whole 16-thousand strong clone cavalcade simultaneously. At first it kind of feels like chewing 5 gums at once, except maybe more like holding back 5 orgasms at once. Then as the sensations start to accumulate, it's more like you're trying to swallow five bouncy castles made of boobflesh.

Your orgasms start before you can even register them, and happen so fast that they overshadow your entire 10-minute pearl polishing session in a matter of seconds, producing thousands of clones solely from yourself, and millions in total, since your clones are also orgasming with almost the same intensity. By now, a tenth of your home city is buried under your clones.

You remain still in bed, gasping for breath, delirious and utterly uncomprehending of the scale of what just happened.

Sophie 1: "O-okay, let me just try to-..."

You attempt to absorb your clones back once more. It works, but the overstimulation from the millions of still-cumming Sophies causes you to orgasm faster than what you can absorb them. You involuntarily cause a feedback loop. There's a sliver of a timeframe during which you think to stop trying to absorb your clones, but find yourself physically unable to resist the ocean of pleasure.

The mound of Sophies grows ever-outwards at an increasing rate, eventually burying the entire planet under itself. By this time, your clones take up so much oxygen that they effectively breathe in the entire atmosphere in a matter of minutes, suffocating Earth.

ENDING 85 -Into Thin Air-