A Game of Clones

Chapter 4

Ash

I felt a little bad about doing this to Ken. He was dumb as a rock, but a nice kid. A good fit for April. But this was bigger than the two of us. Completing this ritual would mean officially joining the Sisterhood. Forbidden knowledge, unlimited power, immortality. Hell, I might just get some extra bounce in my tits once this was over.

And besides, once this was all over, I’d have more than enough resources to cancel out any little messes the ritual might cause.

But those thoughts were for later. For now, I was going to focus on winning.

Just as soon as I wagered all five of my hearts and hit the start button, the card spun away, growing in size with each rotation, bigger than the table as it pressed against the ceiling, spinning so fast that it looked like a circle instead of a square. And then it dropped right down to the floor.

Ken and I were taken to the arena while the rest of them must have been staring slackj-awed at what just happened. The card would find a wall to take over, projecting our Duel to everyone else, and that was just another advantage I had.

“Heads up, Ken. April and the rest are watching us right now.”

“Aw jeez! Do you hate me or something?”

“Don’t be such a baby.” I took a look at the room we’d been dropped into. Dim lighting, save for the two big beds at either end of the room.. Looking up, there was the black ceiling with the golden fist symbol on it. I wasn’t sure if that was literally the card he’d used or something it had created. Hell, I didn’t know what was outside of this room, whether it was an alien world or a black and empty void. No toys or outfits to play around with, but then, the lack of tools was the point of these games. All that was missing were the clones.

“Fine. Just remember you’re the one who picked this,” Ken said, then took a deep breath, hollered at the top of his lungs, “April! Love you, babe! I’ll make it up to ya after this!”

I covered my ears and winced. This guy was too much.

Just as I thought it, two different magic circles appeared in front of us, arcane etchings made of pure light, spinning slowly as they lifted off the ground, three pairs of feet and legs left behind in each circle. Midway, I felt a strange wave of vertigo, the whole room spinning for an instant, and when my vision cleared, there was just the one clone of me and Ken staring back at us. I’d thought I’d seen three pairs of feet, but they must have converged.

“Guess it needs to do these one at a time.”

I said in perfect stereo with my two fellow clones standing to my left and right. The three of us looked at each other in disbelief. None of us had expected a clone to use her own memories. Were we going to merge back with the original once this was over? Or just wink out of existence? Either way:

“Shit.”

Meanwhile, Ken and his doppelgangers were all looking at each other like they were about to jump into a brawl, foreheads creased and frowning with concentration. Some toxic masculinity about wanting to establish dominance, I bet. Not that they’d get anywhere with all four being identical.

“Four two six, seven banana banana pew pew whapalooloo doh!”

All four of them shouted it at the same time, then burst out laughing, the doppelgangers clapping each other on the back while the original crossed his arms. “Hah! You guys are awesome!”

“Right back at ya, bud.”

“Let’s do this!”

“Fuck yeah!”

Of course he’d be too distracted by the novelty of all of this to take things seriously. Well, that was one of the reasons I’d picked him for the tutorial. I’d take him out of the competition, grab the free five stars, and then the rest of them wouldn’t be able to catch up.

Ken Prime looked over at me and the other clones, “Alright, ladies, orgasm on the count of three. One, two, three!”

“Simple commands only. You think that’s simple?”

“Yeah, figured, but I’d feel like a dumbass for not trying, y’know? Let’s do it the old-fashioned way then. Go ahead and take off your shoes, shorts, and panties, then climb up on the bed. Hands and knees, shoulder to shoulder.”

“Sure, why not?”

All three of us clones glared at each other, wanting them to stop doing that, but we did it while sitting at the edge of the bed and unbuckling our platform boots. Across the room, I saw that our original was getting to work too.

“Get naked, boys,” She sat at the edge of her own bed, legs crossed. “Then start jerking it while looking at these.” The loose black top came up over her head and was tossed to the floor. “You’ll be the first guys to ever spray me down with your jizz, so consider yourselves lucky.”

“Sure thing, boss.”

“You got it.”

“Can do.”

Three horny teen guys up against a goth goddess like me. This wouldn’t take long. I shimmied out of my shorts, taking the panties with it, then got into the left position on the bed. Ken was going to have a much more uphill ride. Sure, he might be chiseled like a greek god and even I liked looking at him, but I didn’t date guys and when it came to the bedroom, I was the one who called the shots.

“Well? Going to just keep us waiting?”

“Hold your horses. Looking for some lube.”

Perfect. Just like there weren't any sextoys, there wouldn’t be any lubrication anywhere in the room. The only thing he had to rely on was his own body. The more time he wasted, the easier this would be. Since I was on the left side of the bed, I was able to take a look over to see how my original was doing.

“Why aren’t any of you getting hard?!” the other me snapped.

“Lots of reasons,” one of them answered. It annoyed me that they could talk without doing it in perfect unison. There must be some trick to it.

“Then tell me!” she demanded, and since it was a simple order, they did.

“April and I did it before coming over.”

“Plus she’s watching all of this? That’s awkward.”

“Never been into gangbang stuff.”

“Or bukkake, seems like… disrespectful?”

“Your tits are kind of small.”

“Too much makeup.”

“Plus we don’t want to lose the game.”

“And you’re not making it that easy to relax.”

“Plus you’re not really my type. I like thick girls like—”

“Oh my goddess! Shut up, shut up!” She’d heard enough, and the boys snapped their mouths shut. “You. Tell me how to make you cum as fast as possible then.”

“Sure thing. April does this thing where she drools all over her breasts, then wraps them around my cock, and while she’s bouncing them up and down, she’ll be telling me how much she loves me, how sexy I am, and all kinds of sweet things.”

Big tits and compliments. Well, one of those was out of the question, but I knew my other self could manage the other.

“You three think you’re so clever, huh? Think that you’ve got this Duel in the bag just because I’m not a whale like your girlfriend.”

“Hey!”

That got all three back in sync with each other, but she ignored it. “Let me show you something special.”

There was another reason winning this was going to be a walk in the park. Inside the Duel, there was a functionally infinite amount of mana, twice as dense as midnight on Halloween. Which meant we could do some incredible things. Sure, the unwritten rules meant I couldn’t directly cast magic on anyone else or try to skirt the rules, but there was a lot of wriggle room to work with.

My original whispered the incantation in Latin under her breath, and I smirked when I saw her perfectly sculpted breasts swell out to indulge this male teen’s fantasy ideal. Bigger and bigger. Bigger than April’s by a third at least, and on a sexy little body like mine, they looked even bigger.

“Oh damn. That’s cool.” One of the naked Kens hopped onto the edge of the bed. “Those look great on you.”

“Gee, thanks,” she went to her knees in front of him, then hefted them up into his lap. “These things are heavier than I thought.

“Hey, don’t forget to drool. And you’ll need to bounce them too, y’know?”

“I know!” I didn’t blame her for raising her voice. This should have been an easy win, but who knew a himbo like Ken would be so picky?

“Couldn’t find any lube,” my Ken said after finally giving up looking through every nook and cranny of the room. He started taking off his shirt, then going for his belt. His abs were just as nice as the clones. “So, all three of you, close your eyes and don’t talk. We’ll play a game of hot and cold. If what you feel is getting you closer to getting off, say warm and warmer. If it’s not helping, say cold and colder.”

I shut my eyes just like I was told, but if he thought his fumbling was going to work, then he had another thing coming.

“Warm. Warmer. Warmer.”

What the hell? He’d started with the me on the right side, and the traitor already sounded like she was enjoying it.

“Warmer… col—warmer, warmer…fuck…”

After only a minute, she was starting to pant

“Warm. Warmer. Warmer…”

“Cold. Warmer. Warmer!”

Now the middle me was joining in? What was he doing? Using his tongue? Fingers? The bed would be shaking more than this if he was fucking one of them, right?

“Warmer. Warmer!”

“Warmer. Warmer… warmer!”

My stomach clenched. How was he doing this?

“Finally!” I heard across the room. Ash Prime was sounding triumphant. “One down, two to go. You, you’re up next.”

“Ehh… do you think you could clean up first? Don’t really want to stick my junk in another guy’s sloppy seconds. Even if he’s a total bro.”

“Bro!”

“Brossss!”

The original me let out a shriek. Still, that put us ahead. And even if he was making a little progress on his end, I knew what was at stake here. I was ready to hold out as long as I needed to.

“Okay, Ash,” I was startled when I heard Ken Prime whispering into my ear. “Start touching yourself. However it feels best.”

Oh that bastard.

I’d never heard Ken speak like that, a low, gravelly whisper. His bedroom voice. It sent a shiver down my spine in spite of myself.

I cupped my breast, delaying the inevitable, and gave it a gentle squeeze. With my eyes closed and the sound of my two doppelgangers panting and moaning, everything felt heightened. I sucked in a sharp breath just from twisting my nipple.

“Warm.” The confession **** itself out, and that feeling of not being able to stop myself sent an even sharper jolt of arousal through me. “Warmer.”

The clones and I kept saying ‘warmer, warmer’ over and over again for a few minutes, and other than some distant flesh slapping off to the side and our own heavy breathing, it was the only thing I could focus on.

Finally though…

“Two down, one to go!” I heard Ash Prime call out. Good! We were past the halfway point.

“Ah, really? C’mon, guys, are you even trying?” Ken said from behind me.

“Dude, have you seen her tits?”

“And she’s got so much drool.”

“And y’know, the black lipstick is rubbing off on me.”

All three of the Kens had a good chuckle about that, and it took me a few seconds to realize that the original must have resorted to using more than just her enhanced breasts to get these guys off.

“Warmer… fuck… warmer…”

At this point, I didn’t care if she had to deep throat all three of them at once, she needed to hurry up!

“Hot… hot… hot…” went the doppelganger on the right, and a few seconds later, the middle one joined her. “Hot… hot… hot…”

I wasn’t surprised when I could hear Ken whispering in my ear again. “When you’re ready to cum, just a few seconds from it, start saying hot.”

“Hot… hot… hot…”

I clenched my teeth. He really did have me at the edge and there was no way I could deny it. Every ounce of willpower was being poured into holding myself back, and I could feel the sweat dripping down my back as it became harder and harder.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up…

“Hot… hot… hot…”

“Hot… hot… hot…”

“Hot… hot… hot…”

All three of us had synched up again at some point, chanting that single word over and over. Just needed her to make that last one orgasm. We were so close to winning. So close…

“Fuck, cumming!” Ken’s voice cut through the warm haze in my mind, followed by a groan, and the most triumphant “Yesssss!” my voice had ever sounded in its life.

“Finally,” Ash prime said, her voice slightly hoarse. “You triplets put up a good fight, but I knew you’d never last.”

We’d won! Which meant the game was over. Which meant… either I was about to vanish from existence or re-integrate with the original. And like hell I’d let my final moment be riding on the edge! My fingers started pumping in and out of my pussy rapidfire, juices spilling onto the sheets, and all three of us cried out in a twisted harmony.

“Yessss…!!! Cumming… we’re cumming…!”

It was a mind-melting orgasm, burning white hot in my brain, every muscle tensing up. If I had to go out, this was the way.

But instead of vanishing from existence, I found myself laid flat out on my back, the orgasmic aftershocks and glow tripled as four minds merged back into one. The memory of that intense edging tripled, along with a new but familiar memory of making myself **** on Ken’s stupidly big cock. It was confusing and amazing and way, way too much, all those flavors mixing together to give me a migraine. “Ow… oh fuck… gah…”

I groaned and let myself lay there, waiting for the world to stop thumping, and I saw Ken standing over me, already back in his jeans and shirt, extending his hand towards me. “Need some help getting up?”

“Hardly. For someone who was so tenacious, you’re awfully gracious in victory though.” Back in my original body, I was wearing everything but my top, so I crawled along the floor to pick it up and slipped it back on. I didn’t trust my legs to stand just yet, but now that the game was over, we’d be transported back out soon anyways.

Sure enough, the ceiling started spinning with the black and gold pattern, then lowered back down on top of us, transporting us right back to Rayne’s apartment.

The rest came rushing back from the living room to the round table, crowding around us.

“Are you two okay?!” Rayne blurted out before anyone else could speak.

“That was so cool!” Haruka followed right after.

“I’m really not sure about these kinds of games,” Frank was hanging at the back of the group.

“Ken…” April’s voice was full of worry, and I couldn’t blame her. She’d just had to watch her boyfriend nut three times on her much hotter friend.

“April!” Ken was already on his feet, and he crushed April in a tight hug. “Sorry about all that. If it helps, I was totally thinking of you the whole time.”

“I uh…” April’s voice was tight, barely able to breathe until Ken relaxed his grip. “...thank you?” She didn’t sound like she knew how to process that.

I finally got back onto my feet, using one of the metal folding chairs for support. It’d been more taxing than I’d thought it would, but nothing too surprising. “Now then… time for the really fun part. Penalties and Rewards.”

Right on cue, the card that had been stuck to the wall giving our friends an up close and intimate view of the game came flying back towards us. It stretched out to form a banner, levitating in the air, and in big gold letters, it read

WINNER: KENOBI BRAVO

“Wait, Ken is short for Kenobi?” Haruka asked, holding back her laughter.

“I lost!?” I screamed, holding nothing back at all. “How!?”

Before anyone could explain, the card began shrinking all the way back down to its original size. Its final form. The penalty.

“No no no, this isn’t right. I won. You all saw it! I won! He dumped three loads on me, I choked on that last one, and I won!”

The whole room was knowing smiles, Haruka devolving into a grating giggle. That was the last thing I saw before being hit with the full five point penalty.

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