Duplicates

Sarah sat beside Alistair, her mind brimming with ideas for how they could further revolutionize human existence through their divine powers. "Alistair," she began hesitantly, "I was thinking about all the time we waste sleeping – and how much more we could accomplish if we didn't need to."

He looked at her curiously, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Go on," he urged, open to hearing out her proposal.

"Well, what if we made it so that people no longer needed sleep? They could choose to do it if they wanted, but it wouldn't be a necessity anymore." She paused, gauging his reaction before continuing. "Imagine all the free time they would have – and how much more worshipping and pleasure-seeking they could engage in at our temples!"

Alistair considered this for a moment, stroking his chin thoughtfully as he weighed the implications of such a change. On one hand, it seemed like a great way to encourage more frequent temple visits; on the other, he wondered if people might become overwhelmed by having so much extra time on their hands without proper rest.

But then Sarah's next suggestion caught his attention: "And what if we made sure there was a temple in every town and city – not just the big ones like Toronto where we live? It wouldn't be fair for us to hoard all this divine attention for ourselves." He could see her point immediately, realizing that their mission to spread joy and pleasure was meant for all of humanity, not just those lucky enough to live in close proximity to them.

"That's brilliant," he exclaimed, his mind already racing with possibilities. "We can create duplicates of ourselves – controlled by our original forms – and place them in temples worldwide. That way, everyone will have access to our divine blessings, no matter where they live." Sarah nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement as she envisioned the widespread impact they could make.

And then came her final suggestion – one that Alistair loved so much he agreed to it immediately: "We should also be able to mentally control our duplicate bodies from our originals," she said breathlessly. "Imagine being worshipped by thousands of women at once... feeling their pleasure flow into us through all our connected forms!"

Alistair growled low in his throat, already imagining the overwhelming ecstasy of such an experience. He reached out and pulled Sarah close, his hands roaming her body as he kissed her deeply. "You are amazing," he murmured against her lips. "I love your mind – almost as much as I love fucking you."

She laughed breathlessly, already feeling herself grow wet at the thought of all the dirty sex they would soon be having. They made their way to one of the nearby temples, eager to put their new plan into action and start spreading divine pleasure on a global scale.

With a wave of his hand and a whispered incantation, Alistair made it so that temples existed in every town and city across the globe – each one housing a duplicate of himself and Sarah, ready to receive worshippers and spread divine pleasure far and wide. As their minds reached out to control these new forms, they felt an overwhelming surge of sensations as thousands upon thousands of eager bodies sought to please them simultaneously.

In New York, a group of young professionals crowded around one of the many altars set up in the city's sprawling temple complex. The men knelt before Sarah's duplicate, their eyes wide with wonder and desire as they took in her goddess form. They began to worship her with reverent touches, exploring every inch of her divine body with hands and mouths that hungered for more.

Meanwhile, across the Atlantic in London, a group of elderly women gathered around Alistair's duplicate, their faces etched with gratitude as they offered up their prayers through fervent strokes and kisses. They praised his name reverently even as they lost themselves in the bliss of his touch, feeling their aging bodies grow strong and virile once more under his divine influence.

In Tokyo, a group of young couples sought out Sarah's duplicate, eager to experience her blessing firsthand. The men watched in awe as she took them into her mouth one by one, lavishing each cock with skilled attention until they came explosively down her throat. The women pressed against her body, their breasts rubbing against hers as they begged for her touch, **** to feel her divine fingers bring them to ecstasy.

And in Sydney, a group of middle-aged men and women gathered around Alistair's duplicate, their eyes shining with anticipation. They knelt before him reverently, each one taking turns riding his massive cock until they were spent from the sheer intensity of his lovemaking. As he brought them to the brink of climax over and over, they cried out in unison, their voices echoing off the temple walls as wave after wave of pleasure washed over them.

As Alistair and Sarah experienced all this worship through their duplicate forms, their minds struggled to process the overwhelming sensations. Each touch, each kiss, each act of devotion sent shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through their bodies, leaving them gasping and trembling with the intensity of it all. They could feel every pleasure, every climax, as if they were happening directly to them – a dizzying and intoxicating experience that left them drunk on divine bliss.

Through it all, though, one thought remained clear in their minds: this was what they were meant for. This was the purpose of their divinity – to bring joy, pleasure, and fulfillment to all who sought them out. And as they lost themselves in the endless cycle of worship and ecstasy, Alistair and Sarah knew that they had finally found their true calling as gods among men.