Sexually Transmitted Zoe

Cameron awoke the next morning, certain that the previous night was a dream... until he saw the Zoes on either side. Fuck, he thought. I have no idea what I'm going to do... and why do I feel so different...? Confused, he looked down at his body. Is this a woman's body -- oh no. No, no, no, no, no.

Cameron screeched in horror, realizing what had happened, and the two Zoes awakened with a jolt. They took one look at Cameron and screamed themselves -- what they saw in their bed wasn't Cameron, but another Zoe!

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO CAMERON?!" Zoe Prime yelled.

"I AM CAMERON!" Zoemeron yelled back. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME LAST NIGHT?!"

"I didn't do anything!" Zoe Prime said defensively. "It must have been her!"

"Why would I do this?" Other Zoe said. "What the fuck would I have to gain from this?!"

"I don't know! This is probably some manifestation of some weird sexual fantasy you have!" Zoe Prime said accusingly, covering her mouth as soon as the words left it.

"Excuse me?" Other Zoe said. Might Zoe Prime have accidentally revealed a private kink of theirs? They hoped their husband wasn't listening.

Fortunately for the Zoes, Zoemeron was too deep in thought to notice, and she came up with a possible theory. "Could it have been the sex last night?"

"Huh? Are you saying that sex turned you into me?" Zoe Prime asked. "That... actually does sound like the most likely scenario. It could be another side effect... this is incredible! I had no idea that the duplicator had this effect on living things. We could study it further if we could find the right test subjects -- ethically, of course --"

"--Yeah, the science of it all is fascinating... but can we focus on more pressing matters? Like reversing whatever the hell happened to me?!" Zoemeron interrupted.

"You're right. But I think we should focus on whatever happened to me, first," Zoe Prime answered. "I can't keep multiplying like this whenever I sneeze."

Zoemeron sighed. She knew that Zoe Prime was right, and that her cure was the more important priority. But she felt an unshakeable doubt in the back of her mind -- she didn't feel different simply due to her new body. Her thought patterns were changing, and the thoughts reminded her of things her wife would say to her. How she would think. It was all vague at the moment, but Zoemeron began to worry that soon, Zoe would overwrite her mind completely. Zoemeron didn't know if she could reverse the changes to her body. In fact, since the physical metamorphosis had already seemingly happened completely, the changes could well be irreversible by now. But what would happen to her mind?

At this point, the two other Zoes burst into the room, curious about the commotion.

"Where's Cameron?" White Shirt Zoe asked, confused, worried, but also oddly turned on by the sight of three naked Zoes in bed.

"You're looking at him," Zoemeron answered. "Or her, I guess."

"Fuuuuuuuck," White Shirt Zoe whined. This whole situation was getting weirder and weirder.

"We need to solve this problem ASAP," Blue Shirt Zoe remarked. "Otherwise who knows what I could--ACHOO!"

"Not again..."