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Chapter 8 by illu_sian illu_sian

But which one?

Why choose?

Unable to decide which of your other family members to choose, you decide to use them all.

Delighted with yourself, you point the calculator at a puzzled Zoe and push a button. You repeat the process with your father, with Brad, and with Tara.

"What's up?" You hear a voice and turn. Your mother is standing in the kitchen doorway, laundry basket in her arms.

"Just your son being weird again," Zoe replies as you push the Merge button. "I don't...."

Your mother and Zoe disappear with a quiet pop, their empty clothes and the unsupported laundry basket tumbling to the floor.

You gawk in amazement, then hear a gasp behind you. You turn to look.

The neglected phones of your father, Brad, and Tara lie on top of piles of their vacated clothing. But you aren't looking at them. Your attention is fixed on the woman standing in the middle of the room.

The completely unfamiliar woman.

The beautiful woman.

The completely stark naked woman.

The woman stares at you with wide eyes and opens her mouth to speak:

"Who am I?"

What do you tell her?

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