And get it on they did. Nightly. Just to not call it 'gay sex' George and his other self just began to call their nightly erotic encounters-"Ready for...some advanced masturbation?" George asked his duplicate."Wash the dishes first, and then you can get as much Advanced masturbation as you can handle." His double replied. George jumped up from his seat, and washed the dishes instantly, his double picking up the table as he did so.The rock that caused this surreal situation had began glowing. Our defense stubbornly contested every yard, waiting for Central to make a mistake. They didn't make any. It took them fifteen plays, but they stuffed the ball in our end zone. Score: 14-14Our offense took the field, the ball on our 25 yard line. Central made our life difficult. I was sent on a few deep routes. I was double and tripled covered every time. Stan made some good yardage running and Mike caught a couple passes. We managed to move up to Central's 14 yard line. We had three shots at. She continued her own wash, and I wished I could have gone on serving her, but with me hurting as I was it was probably not a good idea. I lay there, contemplating her, watching her doing a much more efficient, but I’d wager less pleasant, job on the remainder of her body.She was still washing her belly and chest when she raised her foot and placed it in front of me, so close I could feel the warmth of it on my face. Of course it was absolutely clean, only vaguely smelling of the aromatic soap. Daddy" said a busty haired blonde wearing a t-shirt with the symbol of the letter S as I began to step over her naked body. Entering the bathroom as quietly as possibly as to not let any of the girls hear me.As I look at myself in the mirror, at what I had become. A man once filled with pride but that soon fell away due to having it all.I wasn't always like this you know, being the alpha to all these women.My origin starts like any other origin, in the deep deep realm of space."Kal, you okay?".