The Cyborg Copy (Novel)

Brittney checked her smart watch, then checked it again. She shifted her leg from foot to foot, and bit her lip. She’d never been so nervous in her life. Last week, her abdomen had been hurting, and the pain had increased little by little until she could barely breathe anymore. They had put her in the emergency room at the hospital, and loaded her on a bunch of drugs. Most she didn’t know the name of. Her fiance, Jeff, her parents, and her sister all came by to visit, though they had no idea what was wrong. They guessed appendicitis, though after a few days without surgery, she knew that wasn’t it.

Today, she was feeling a bit better, after taking a couple of drugs to ease the pain, but she was called down to the doctor’s office for her results, and she knew it wasn’t good based on the sound of his voice on the phone. It never was when they called you in.

She had entered the hospital without issue, and maneuvered her way to the office easily, knocking the door as she waited. The act alone of knocking on the door already kicked the wind out of her, and she desperately wanted to know what was wrong.

“Come on in.” An almost fake-sounding cheery voice said. She pushed the door open, and tried to smile as she stared at the cold looking office, which was only warmed by the few photographs of the physician’s kids.

“Hello Dr. Stephenson.” She said, almost quietly. Her heart was pumping so fast she could barely breathe properly.

“Hello Ms. Smyth.” He said, pushing his glasses up as he did. He was the type of doctor that looked like he was on some sort of medical show, with his beard, large oval glasses, and sharp keen eyes. “I’m so happy you were able to see me today.”

She nodded. “Likewise. I’m just eager to find out what’s wrong with me.”

“Well…” He cleared his throat. “This is never easy to say to a patient, no matter the times I’ve done it over the years.”

Her heart sank. So it was bad news. “Please tell me, just get it over with.”

He nodded, “it’s hepatocellular carcinoma. Liver cancer. The prognosis isn’t good. It’s moved faster than we would like. I would like another X-ray done today, and we can start the chemotherapy the day after your surgery, which will help take out the larger lesions.” It all sounded so rehearsed.

“Liver cancer.” She sat back on the chair, eyes wide. She didn’t know what else to say. She had family members that had cancers themselves, but she never thought it would be her. She had always been so healthy. What was she going to say to Jeff, or her parents? They were all so happy for her wedding planning, and had been talking about it practically every day.

“I’m free to talk about any questions you may have.” He clarified.

“I… I think I’ll need a few days to process this, to tell my loved ones. Can I call you if I have anything to ask in a few days?” She was trying so hard to sound like a proper grown up, but she felt as if she was falling apart.

“Yes, of course. Let me walk you to the X-ray room.” He said, and began to stand up. She nodded, and followed him, her hands twirling together as she thought of how she was going to tell Jeff.

It was about an hour later when she was finally finished, and she hurried back to her car, just wanting someone to be there for her while she broke apart. She was barely conscious when she drove to Jeff’s house, letting her subconscious take over as she maneuvered the busy streets. Jeff lived in a 2 floor suburban house on his own, and she had been planning to move there on their wedding night, as per family tradition. Now, she wasn’t sure she was even going to make it to their wedding night.

She knocked frantically on the door, calling his name over and over as she did. In her maddened state of mind, she couldn’t even remember if he was working right now, let alone what day it was. He opened the door, and she was relieved just seeing him. Jeff was slightly taller than her at 6'0" with messy brown hair, hazel eyes that she could always sink into, and a fit body, which he kept in shape with his home gym in the basement a few times a week. To her, he was perfect, and everything she would ever need in life. And now she was going to tell him she could never truly have him. It was heartbreaking.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, and she rushed into him, pushed her face into his chest, and began sobbing. Her body moved up and down as she sobbed, barely able to get her words out as she enjoyed the comfort of his chest against her face. He was always so warm and comforting, and exactly what she needed. He began to pet her hair, murmuring sounds of comfort, despite not knowing exactly what was wrong. “I’m here for you, baby. I’m always here for you.”

It took her a while before she could leave his chest, and though she eventually stopped crying, her body heaved up and down, bringing out occasional sobs as she held his hand. She knew she probably looked like a mess, but she didn’t care. He was with her, and he never cared if she was makeupless, or in her large onesie.

“Let’s go inside, I’ll make you a warm cup of tea.” She nodded and let him lead her inside. He plopped her on the couch, and looked reluctant to leave her as he began the tea making progress. Thankfully, technology had advanced far enough that the tea took only thirty seconds to make, and he practically ran back to her with two steaming cups of earl gray, her favorite flavor.

“Thank you baby.” She said, her voice raw and weak.

“Can you tell me what’s wrong?” He asked, his brows furrowing in concern. “It was something at the doctor’s appointment, wasn’t it?”

She nodded. “It’s not good.” Gods, could she really get this out of her? She was going to single-handedly destroy this man’s life in just one sentence. She felt worse for him than she did for herself at this point.

“Just tell me.” He seemed to be bracing himself. He put his hand on her knee, trying to look as brave as possible.

“It’s cancer.” She said, and watched for his reaction.

His face sank, but only for a second. She could visibly see him put himself together. “What kind? Can they get rid of it?”

“It’s a bad one. Liver cancer. He says the prognosis isn’t good.” Her tears were beginning to run down her eyes again.

“But they’re going to try to fix it, right?” She didn’t know what to say, so she stayed silent. “RIGHT?” HIs voice was raised. It didn’t seem like he could compose himself any longer. “Please say there’s a chance you’ll be okay.”

“I love you so much, babe.” She put her hands on top of the one he had on her knee, and looked up at him. These were her only words of comfort at this point.

“This came out of nowhere.” He said, almost to himself. “We had a whole life planned out. Two kids, this house, growing old together. I didn’t think it would be taken away like this…” His eyes were getting watery as well, and she reached up to wipe his tears with her hands.

“I know. I know, baby.” She whispered. “I wanted all of those things with you.” She scooted up and placed her body on top of his lap, letting him cocoon her into his warmth as he subconsciously began to pet her, like he always did.

“I love you so much.” He repeated back to her.

Both seemed like they had run out of words to say, and so they sat on the couch for what seemed like hours, with the rain pouring down outside, whispering to each other as they held the other close.

—--

Eventually, Brittney realized she was hungry, and Jeff called the local pizza joint, knowing exactly what she wanted. They spent the next few hours watching their favorite TV show, which made them laugh just as much as usual. Brittney was worried that she would never be able to laugh again after hearing such terrible news, but was glad that she would still be able to enjoy life, at least for now.

Her legs draped over his lap, and he stroked her knee gently as they watched, both occasionally making commentary along the way. It was her favorite part of their relationship for her, just spending time with him.

She noticed his fingers were moving higher and higher on her lap as the night went on, eventually reaching her thighs as he stroked back and forth. He did it gently, like he wanted to make sure she was in the state of mind to want to do something sexy that night, despite feeling like a complete mess. Jeff was always a gentle lover, and always cared for what she wanted.

Her body was getting more and more heated the more he traveled upwards, and he eventually grazed against her tight shorts, which she had changed into before they put on the show. She opened her legs wider as an invitation, which made him move his fingers even higher as he stroked back and forth. He eventually reached her pussy through the fabric of her panties and shorts, and began to press into her as she moved against him. Damn, this man knew exactly what to do with his fingers.

She barely paid attention to the show anymore as she rocked into him, wanting more friction - which he was barely providing. He knew how to tease her, make her want him desperately. He pushed his thumb into her clit, giving it a hard stroke, and made her moan out loud for the first time that night. “Jeff…” She groaned, giving him her most annoyed look.

“You want more?” He teased, giving her a cheeky grin.

“Of course I want more.” She complained.

“My fingers aren't good enough?” He gave her a fake look of shock.

“You know they are, but there are too many layers of clothing in the way!” She complained, and he nodded.

“Should’ve said so earlier.” She swatted him teasingly, and he stood up abruptly, forcing her legs to fall down on the couch.

“Let me see what I can do.” He murmured, and reached down to pull her shorts and panties straight off. She wiggled, helping him do so. She was glad the sickness wasn’t preventing her from having fun with Jeff, at least not for now.

“Don’t tease!” She demanded, and he nodded his agreement, though she wasn’t so sure he was actually going to listen.

She opened her legs wide for him, and he pushed a single finger against her folds. “You’re already so wet.” He said.

“I always love when you stroke me like that.” She replied as she closed her eyes, leaning back as she tried to enjoy all of the sensations he was about to provide for her.

He pushed a finger into her pussy, and she moaned as she began to grind against him. He shifted as his thumb began to circle around her clit, expertly moving in and out of her as she rode him out. This was the best part about being in a serious relationship for her. They were so in tune with each other’s bodies after doing this so many times, they knew exactly how to pleasure the other so they exploded in ecstasy.

“More.” She demanded. “It’s not enough.”

“Patience, baby.” He chided, though inserted a second finger inside of her as he continued to pump.

“I want your dick instead.” She complained once more.

He chuckled, and scooted her forwards on the couch. She had thought he was going to comply, but instead, he put his mouth on her pussy and began to lick her clit as his fingers continued to pump. “Oh… fuck.” She moaned, and grabbed onto his hair, pulling him into her.

He gave her a few slow strokes with his tongue, teasing her body as he lapped her. “Oh baby, you always taste so good.” He said in between strokes. She was incoherent at this point, and just let him work his magic as she ground into him.

“Baby… more…” She begged, and he increased the speed of his tongue, eagerly tasting her juices as he moved up and down on her.

“Anything you want.” He replied, and matched the tempo of his thrusting with the licking, driving her completely wild. She could feel her body building - higher, higher, until she fell over the edge, screaming his name as he increased the pumping of his fingers so fast she could barely tell if he was inside or out of her.

“Jeff… Oh gods. You’re so good at that!” She said as he continued to push into her. She pushed him away as soon as she calmed down. “It’s too sensitive.” She complained.

“Hah. You always try to push me away after.” He grinned. “I always want to keep going.”

“Maybe next time.” She joked, and secretly hoped she had enough time for a next time.

Brittney was blonde with blue eyes, had a gentle smile, and was just a bit shorter than Jeff, at 5’8. She liked to run in the mornings to help relax her, and this has kept her pretty fit as she reached adulthood. It was always such a turn on when Jeff picked her up easily, as he did right now. He carried her up to his bedroom princess style, still with her bottoms completely exposed to the cool air. She knew he would warm her up soon, though.

He plopped her on the bed, not bothering to turn on the light as he stared at her. “Still so beautiful.” He commented, and pulled her shirt (one she borrowed from him) off of her body, exposing her already erect nipples.

He moved in between her body and licked one, making her close her eyes again. He sucked it into his mouth, and his hands moved to the other one to play with it. He always said she had the perfect size for him, a firm C cup, enough for him to grab with his hands and play with.

He shifted his body so he was perfectly positioned between her legs, and began to grind into her. She was pleased to find out he was already hard as a rock, so ready to fuck her. He continued to lick her nipple as he pushed his erection against her wetness, making the black jogging pants he was wearing wet as a result. They both didn’t care though, and he moaned into her breasts as he sucked.

“Inside. Now.” She demanded, and he stood to take off his pants.

“You know, I think you’re more demanding than usual.” He teased.

“I’m always demanding, especially when it comes to you.” She said honestly. She never wanted to hide how she was feeling in front of Jeff. Besides, it made him hornier when he heard how much she needed him. How horny she was for him.

It was evident by his erection, which sprang out of his pants and demonstrated a bit of precum at the tip. “It seems you’re ready for me, too.” She joked, and he looked down as he used the precum as lube to stroke himself a few times.

“Always.” He said, and leaned down onto her body. He put his mouth against hers, and she realized at once it was the first time that night he had done so. It had only been a day, but she had missed it desperately. She kissed him back with open mouth, their tongues tangling together as they heated the bed up from their embrace.

She was soaked, and she knew he could easily slip inside her without a problem. He aligned himself against her hole, and pushed in. The initial sensation of being filled up always drove her crazy, and she groaned loudly into his mouth as she felt it. He pushed all the way in from her wetness, and said, “Fuck you feel so tight.”

He pulled out slowly and slammed into her again, making her cry out once more. “Fuck, babe. More. Please.” She begged. He complied, and pulled all the way out before slamming into her again. He did so over and over, driving her completely mad with lust. This was everything she’d ever wanted. In sex, and in a relationship.

He pushed her hands up and held it against her pillow, holding her down as he slammed without mercy. She was glad he had quite the endurance. She begged and pleaded as he pounded into her, and he eventually let one of her hands go to reach in between their legs, playing with her clit in perfect rhythm to his thrusting.

“I’m going to cum, babe!” She cried out, knowing him playing with her clit was always her kryptonite. She ground back into him, wanting to feel the entire length, and eventually screamed again as her second orgasm overtook her, wiping her mind once more as she soaked the bed with her own cum.

“You’re milking me so hard.” He moaned, and came himself as her pussy clenched around him over and over. He closed his eyes and groaned as he thrust into her with all he had, feeling her pull all of the cum out of him as they continued to fuck.

They both calmed down at the same time, and he pulled out of her with a loud ‘plop’ sound, making her gasp one last time. They didn’t have to say another word as she climbed into his arms, letting him hold her close as she closed her eyes from pure satisfaction.

“We’re going to figure this out. Me and you.” He said, stroking her hair.

“We’ve gone through everything together so far.” She agreed, feeling safe and warm.

She couldn’t even muster the energy to get up and clean herself. She fell asleep that night in his arms, feeling like everything was going to be okay.

CHAPTER 2

She woke up the next morning with Jeff gone to work, and it left her feeling a bit empty as all of her thoughts came rushing back to her. She quickly took a shower and put her clothes back on, knowing that her day alone in her apartment in her own head might make everything completely worse. She was not looking forward to it, and not looking forward to having to tell her family the terrible news. She knew she would have to call her mom at some point, but also knew she would push it for as long as possible.

She spent the afternoon doing research, trying to find out as much about the disease as possible, as well as the consequences of her treatment. The doctor was right, it really didn’t look hopeful. She would be having her surgery next week, and as soon as chemotherapy started, she would barely be the same person anymore. It was 2035, and she couldn’t understand why treatments weren’t more advanced at this point. It seemed like nothing had changed in terms of cancer research in the past decade.

She was afraid to be weak, and she was afraid to begin balding. What if despite all of Jeff’s promises, he didn’t love her anymore after she began deteriorating? Her mind was frantic, and she began looking up internet forums, trying to find other women who were in similar situations.

There was a girl group on facebook called “Girl’s Advice Column” and she decided to post on it, seeing if someone could make her feel better, or at least give her any insight to what she could possibly do to help her family or her husband’s transition.

The post was approved an hour later, and she stood staring at the screen, refreshing over and over to see what the other women had to say. The first few comments were people telling her their stories, of how they got better, or how one of their family members left them for good, but they have peacefully accepted it at this point, years later. They weren’t quite what she was looking for.

The tenth comment, though, sparked her interest. It was so extreme she almost laughed at first, then she got to seriously thinking about it.

“My condolences! I really hope you defeat the disease.

I actually had a friend who ended up buying a clone online, and teaching it to be exactly like her. She ended up tricking her family members into thinking the clone was really her, and they were able to live a life without mourning. Seems like the perfect idea to me!”

A clone? She was shocked. She had heard of it before, but hadn’t actually met one in real life. It was a new concept, afterall.

Her research switched immediately from her cancer to companies that offered a cloning service. Some had pretty bad reviews and videos of the clones, but some companies seemed legit, and the price wasn’t as high as she thought it would be.

Was she going insane? Was this genuinely a clever idea?

She found her favorite website, and began to customize her options. She had to upload a picture of herself, and describe every mole and spot in detail, down to measuring her hair length. It took almost an hour just to figure out every dimension of her body, but she managed to do it on her own. She finally reached the checkout page, and was disappointed to find the warning on the bottom.

“Warning: Clones will not be equipped with any prior knowledge other than the language chosen. Please be aware you will have to teach it how to function from scratch. Our staff is working hard on this technology, so it can be accessible to you within the next year or two.”

She knew she would have to teach her clone some knowledge of the real world, but had no idea she would be starting from scratch. She was worried she wouldn’t have enough time to do so, with the way her disease was progressing.

The website also informed her that she would have to send a sample of saliva through the mail, so they could get the clone as close as possible to her. This seemed like a positive.

She stared at the “Place Order” button for longer than she would like. Up until this point, she wasn't sure if she was actually going to do it. But now, after such a long process of entering her dimensions, she realized she should at least try, and see if the clone could actually be a proper replacement. She pressed the button and sat back on her legs, breathing out a large sigh.

It would be arriving in a few days, and she was excited to see exactly how real the clone could be. Would it be able to fool Jeff?

—---

The next few days were some of the roughest of her life. She had to eventually call her mother to tell her the news, and it was absolutely heartbreaking, maybe even worse than telling Jeff. She couldn’t bear to hear her mother tell her father, so decided to cut off the phone before she could listen to another person’s heart breaking.

She had to inform her work, and some of her colleagues began to cry, not able to help themselves. Her manager gave her a month off, and told her that she hoped Brittney could fight the cancer, and destroy it once and for all. She was touched to see how much they cared for her.

Her sister, on the other hand, she had to call for a lunch date. She didn’t think it was right to tell her best friend the news over the phone. She waited for her to sit down, and held her hand as she told her. Tears were streaming down both of their faces as they ordered their food, and her sister stood up to put her arms around her, telling her everything was going to be okay, just as Jeff did.

She felt like a villain having to make people that loved her cry and fall apart, but she didn’t know what else to do other than let them care for her, and comfort her to the best of their ability. She got many well wishes on facebook and through text, from family and friends that found out through chatting. She felt warm and cold at the same time, and all she could think about was the clone coming through the mail, hoping it would be able to convince them.

She got a notification on Wednesday evening that it had arrived, and she practically ran to the door, opening it to find a large wooden box. She groaned. Normally, she would be texting Jeff to ask him to help her bring it in, but she had to keep this hidden from him, and would have to figure out how to bring something this heavy into the house.

She decided to open the box outside, and pulled the front of the box apart to reveal the figure covered in styrofoam underneath. She gasped when she saw her. The clone was identical. Down to each strand of her hair, down to every freckle. She covered her mouth as she gaped, not able to believe it.

She knew at once that if she were to properly teach the clone how to act, she would actually be able to pull this off. She almost grinned from knowing her plan would be an enormous success.

She left the clone in the box, and took the information pamphlet out. She flipped through page by page thoroughly, wanting to make sure she had all the proper information about how to care for the clone. She was glad to know it drank liquids and ate food just like she did, and needed to go to the bathroom just like a normal human being. The clone was also capable of warmth, a heart beat, sweating, and breathing, making it as similar to a human as it possibly could be. It was everything she needed.

She ran back outside, and flipped the switch at once, hoping the clone was all ready to go. The Brittney look-a-like opened her eyes, and blinked a few times before looking down at her. “Hi.” Brittney said, sounding a little shaky. It was like meeting a new person for the first time, except this person was her.

“Hello.” The clone replied, in the same voice as her. Brittney was shocked for a second before she realized she had to record a video of herself performing certain actions onto the website.

“Can you step down?” She asked, wondering if she had to pull the clone out of the box first before turning it on.

The clone nodded, and stepped down with ease. Her body even moved the same way as Brittney’s did.

“Can I touch you?” Brittney asked. The clone nodded its consent, and Brittney reached up to stroke its face. It felt just like normal human skin. Brittney reached up to touch her own face, and realized their elasticity and smoothness was almost identical. This might even be able to trick Jeff, who knew every part of her body. “Let’s go inside.” Brittney said, and the clone nodded, following behind her.

Brittney settled her back on the couch, and wasn’t sure what to do to start off with. She wasn’t sure how to teach someone to be her. Maybe the best thing to start off with is a good old photo album.

Despite the year, Brittney always loved to print out photos, and collected all the favorites she had on her phone to print them out every year. She took her properly organized albums out now, and began to flip through them, starting from her birth. “Let me know if you have any questions.” She informed the clone. “I want to teach you everything you need to know about how to be me. I want you to mimic everything I do, and talk the way I do. First, I’ll teach you about the people that I care about, starting with my parents and their siblings.”

She flipped through book by book, talking so much about her life that her voice was getting hoarse. The clone was quiet as it listened, seeming like it was absorbing all of the information. Brittney tried to test this out by questioning her a few times, and the clone was able to answer all of the questions with ease. This pleased her tremendously. The process will be quick, after all.

They eventually reached the point in her life where she had met Jeff, and she almost teared up as she explained to the clone where they had first met, how he had asked her out, how they explored their college campus together, and described as many dates as she could think of. Thankfully, she had most of these photographed and put into albums, and she could use them to spark her own memories.

The clone reached out and touched a single tear on her cheek before putting her finger in her mouth. “Your eyes are leaking.” She said, quite a bit robotically.

Brittney jerked back in shock, and looked at the clone, realizing she might have to explain more than she thought. “Those are called tears. It comes out of a human when they’re sad, or happy.”

“Tears.” The clone repeated. “Do I have tears?”

Brittney racked her brain, trying to remember if she saw that function in the information manual. “I believe so. We’ll have to see how to bring it out of you.”

She shook her head, and closed the album she was currently showing her. “You know what, it’s late, and I think I need to rest for the night. What do you say we continue this tomorrow?”

The clone nodded. “Okay Brittney.”

Brittney set up the clone up in her spare bedroom, making sure she was comfortable before she closed the door behind her.

This would be the beginning of a new world for her, and she was excited to find out what it had in store.

CHAPTER 3

Brittney was excited to start the next morning. Her heart gave a little skip in her chest as she woke up, grinning. She tiptoed downstairs, and began to make coffee for herself and the clone, wondering if the clone had the same palette as her. She hummed and twirled in the kitchen, wondering what she was going to do next. It came to her suddenly, as she realized she couldn’t keep calling the clone, “clone”. She didn’t want to see her as an inanimate object to be used for her needs. As the coffee beep to signal it’s completion, she grinned as she decided to call her clone Britt. It was fitting, afterall.

She put a set of two of everything on a platter and brought the tray upstairs, wanting to surprise Britt - if she could even be surprised. She knocked on the door tentatively and whispered, “hey, are you awake?”

“I am awake.” The clone said. It was still eerie to hear Brittney’s own voice talk back to her.

She opened the door and smiled as she entered, showing off the tray in her hands. “I was hoping you’d be hungry. I’m not really sure how this all works.”

The clone smiled. “I am just the same as you Brittney, I have taste buds and feel hunger just the same way.” She nodded, and wondered if the DNA sample had helped with that. Maybe the two of them would have the exact same interests and disgust for food.

“Well, here’s a croissant with some nutella on it. I prefer to eat sweet things for breakfast.” She chuckled. “My coffee preferences are sweet as well.”

She didn’t even try to hide it as she watched her own clone taste food, putting it in her mouth and sipping on the coffee. Brittney was completely transfixed. She shook herself loose as she said, “I was thinking about it and I think it might be a good idea to call you Britt. You know, after my name.” She shrugged, like it was no big deal. She didn’t know why she was feeling so shy around her own double, like she was meeting a new friend for the first time.

The clone smiled at her, “Britt sounds great!” Brittney gave her back an identical smile. She finally began to eat herself, feeling a bit better about this whole thing. It would almost be like having a roommate.

She was off from work from her illness, and didn’t have any plans to see Jeff that day, so they would have the rest of the day for Brittney to teach her as much as she possibly could about herself. Thankfully, Britt seemed to learn fast.

“I think the best thing to do is you follow me around all day, making sure you know my daily routine.” She explained. “You’ll be living with Jeff eventually, and he knows everything about me.”

Britt nodded. “You said yesterday that Jeff was your fiance?”

Brittney nodded back at her. “Yes. Ah! I just realized I need to tell you about all the wedding details. It might become your day instead of mine.” Brittney felt a pang of sadness. Britt was the same person, but Brittney might not be able to experience her own wedding day. It would practically be like an imposter in her place, someone she hired. She was never the type of woman to be obsessed with her big day, but it was still somewhat important to her to share her day with her family, and now she might never be able to get that.

Knowing now was probably the best chance to do so, she sat Britt down and began to explain everything about the wedding, starting with the venue, the amount of people that were invited (60), and who were invited. It was actually the best way to integrate it with everyone she knew in her personal life, as they were all invited to her wedding.

She scrolled through her facebook account, explaining each and every friend, how close they were with each other, and how they interacted with each other on a daily, monthly, or weekly basis. Some friends she didn’t even talk with for years, but would be concerned if she just dropped off the face of the map.

Then, she began to describe to Britt how she had met Jeff when he worked at a coffee store on campus, how had memorized her order, and how that eventually led to him asking her out. They went on many hiking dates, and began to explore the rest of the country together. Her eyes began to well up at the thought of losing that completely. Gods, she had so many fond memories with that man. It wasn’t fair that it was all going to be taken away from her.

After going through that, Brittney decided it was a good time to take a break. She brought Britt to the kitchen and began to teach her how to cook. Brittney had always been a good cook herself, and it seemed like Britt had developed that trait as well. In general, she learned very quickly, making Brittney’s job very easy.

Her voice was already going a bit sore from all the explaining, but she still tried to talk about her favorite foods, what she liked cooking on a daily basis, and how she expected the cooking to be divided when she finally moved in with Jeff. Britt absorbed it all like a sponge, and they ate chicken with asparagus for lunch, which Britt agreed was very tasty. Yes - same palette afterall.

“What do you want to do next?” Brittney asked Britt, trying to give her a warm smile.

Britt looked shocked at being asked. It seemed she thought she would be spending the rest of the day, maybe week, just following Brittney around and absorbing information. “Um…” Britt seemed to wrack her brain. “Maybe you can explain to me how you dress?”

Brittney slapped the table in happiness. “You’re right!” She had always been very specific with her style, and it seemed Britt had developed the same interest in clothes. She grabbed the other woman’s hand and they went up together, all the way to Brittney’s walk-in closet. “Here it is.” She said, trying to sound quite impressive.

She had quite meticulously organized her space, which now that she thought about, would be great for Britt to get accustomed to. There were a few rows of shoes, organized according to type and fanciness, just like the rest of the clothes. Half of the closet was filled with fancier dresses for work and events with friends, and the rest more casual.

She started flipping through the clothes, telling her quickly which ones she really liked, and which ones she didn’t wear quite as often. “I’m sorry, I don’t know if you’re actually getting all this. It’s a lot of information at once, isn’t it?”

Britt nodded. “I think I’m able to get the jist of it so far. I think I have the same style as you.”

Brittney beamed. “That’s quite impressive! I’m glad I went with your company.”

Britt agreed. “They’re the best in the business for this sort of thing.”

Brittney nodded and went back to her closet, trying to think up the best way to do this. “Well, we can go about it like some sort of game. I’ll show you a few outfits I think go well together, complete with jewelry and everything, and then I’ll test you to make your own. Does that work?”

“Sure.” Britt replied.

Getting the sense that she was now a fun roommate again, Brittney began showing off different outfits, some for a formal occasion, some for the beach, some for hiking, and others she could think of that might come into play in the future. Like always, Britt was deep in concentration as she nodded, absorbing it all in.

“Okay, your turn. Show me…” She tapped her finger against her chin. “Show me a work outfit.”

Britt smiled. “Easy peasy.” She practically bounced into the closet as she grabbed a blouse and matching pants with short 3” black heels and two modest studs for her ear. She placed it on the bed and looked up at Brittney for her approval.

“Wow you did that quickly. Impressive.” She said, giving her a few claps. “Now do a summer BBQ.”

Again, Britt practically ran to the closet as she grabbed what she needed - a sunflower dress that Brittney had said she really liked, a nice pair of white sandals and a yellow leather purse. She even stuffed a one-piece swimming suit underneath, telling Brittney she might need that if it’s a pool party. Brittney whistled in amazement. “Damn girl, I barely had to try.” Britt beamed at the compliment. “Do you want to put that outfit on?” She asked. “I know we’re the same size, but it might help if I see how you put on and take off clothes.”

Britt nodded. Brittney didn’t know if she was pushing it too far, but she’d seen her own body before. This would be the same thing, right? Britt didn’t seem to care as she pulled the outfit she came with off, a matching gray ensemble that looked like she came from a prison. Brittney now felt bad she hadn’t asked her to change the night before.

It was a mesmerizing experience seeing her own breasts exposed and peak at the cool air. When the clone took off her underwear, Brittney was shocked to find she wasn’t trimmed at all. That won’t do. They would have to shower next. The clone put the clothes she picked out on, with a few pieces of advice from Brittney regarding how to put the clothes on properly. “You don’t need to be so stiff when you pull it down.” She explained. “It’s super stretchy, you see?” Britt nodded, understanding.

“These are things I wouldn’t think needed explaining. It’s good we’re practicing everything before someone sees you.” Brittney said. “The hardest person to trick will be Jeff. He knows everything about me. We’ll try again with another outfit tomorrow, I’m sure you’re too tired.”

“I can keep going.” Britt said. “But your voice is probably sore from explaining so much.”

Brittney chuckled, “thanks for understanding.”

She took the chance to go downstairs and call Jeff, wanting to hear his voice after barely talking to him all day. It was comforting just hearing him talk about work, and asking her how she was doing with the cancer. In fact, she had been so busy with Britt she had barely been thinking about it. That was another perk of the woman. She laughed and giggled as she twirled her hair, feeling the comfort of the man that she loved with all her heart.

When she was done with the phone call, she expected Britt to be in the guest room, but was shocked to find her inside of her own closet, still flipping through the clothes.

Brittney peered her head in, a little curious at what the clone was doing on her own. She gasped slightly when she saw it - Britt was wearing one of her favorite red lingerie, a silky set that hugged her curves and that she was planning on wearing on her honeymoon.

“What are you doing?” She asked, forcing the other girl to turn around to face her.

“Trying out some of the clothes.” Britt explained. “To practice.”

Brittney couldn’t understand the frustration and anger that flashed through her at that moment. “But that outfit is mine.” She said, not caring that she sounded like a little kid that just got her toy taken away from her.

“I thought you were giving them all to me.” Britt said, looking confused and hurt. Brittney sighed. While this was true, she didn’t really want to start thinking about having to share Jeff, not in that way. She knew it was eventually going to have to happen, but it still hurt thinking about. Every time her brain shifted in that direction, she wondered if she should really go through with it. She had 28 more days to return the clone, after all.

Maybe she would be more okay if Jeff eventually fell in love with a complete stranger, someone who wasn’t her, or a carbon copy of her.

“Sorry I snapped at you, just change back please.” Britt nodded, still looking a bit bewildered by what happened. She changed back quickly and exited the room without another word.

Brittney sighed and laid back on the bed, feeling defeated. She didn’t know what to do, and if she were to go through with this plan, she couldn’t ask any of her friends or family for advice. Maybe she was going crazy doing such a thing. Maybe it was the cancer talking, and not her. She flipped to the side, and eventually fell into restless sleep.

CHAPTER 4

The next morning, Brittney was feeling better again. She had a new outlook - she wanted to follow the plan she had set out for herself, no matter how worried it was it was going to fail. Or worse, work too well.

Following their normal routine, she brought coffee and nutella up to Britt’s room, or Brittney’s bedroom, and began to chat with her about random things that popped into her head. Britt was looking normal after last night’s encounter, which reassured Brittney even more.

“I have something quite awkward I think we need to do today.” Brittney said eventually. She had thought it up while brewing the coffee that morning.

“Yes?” Britt asked, sipping on her own.

“Well, you haven’t showered yet,” She started. “And you’re getting a little stinky.” She laughed. Britt seemed to blush a little, but didn’t say anything. “I was thinking we could shower together, and I could show you how to do it properly.”

Britt nodded, like it was a perfectly normal request. Again, this reassured Brittney she wasn’t being a huge pervert. “Okay, great!” They finished the food and washed it up together, then headed to the bathroom. Brittney felt a little awkward taking her own clothes off, but she talked herself through it, telling herself Britt could literally just look down and see the same thing. Britt didn’t seem to mind at all, since Brittney had already seen her the day before. She slipped her pajamas (one Brittney had provided for her) off like it was nothing, and soon both women stood naked in the bathroom, facing each other.

“I honestly think this is the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me.” Brittney said, and couldn’t help but let out a loud giggle.

Britt seemed to follow suit, and said, “this is quite a bizarre scenario, yes.”

Brittney did a quick sweep of Britts body, and said, “oh I just remembered! I wanted to teach you how I groom my body as well.”

“Groom?” Britt asked, with a little cock of her head.

“Yes. Hold on.” She pulled out a drawer to reveal a razor, shaving cream, and some scissors. “You’re really bushy right now, and in the future when you forget for a while, you’ll have to use scissors first.” She scrunched up her nose as she thought. “Okay, you step inside the shower, and I’ll show you how to do it.”

Britt obediently stepped into the shower, and Brittney followed her, kneeling on top of the bathroom tiles outside. She chuckled quite nervously. “Well, this is going to be a lot easier than having to do it myself, since I can see everything.” She grabbed a clump of hair and began to trim, not trying to do a very clean job since it would all be shaved off after. She never in a million years thought she would be kneeling on her own bathroom floor shaving another woman’s pubic hair, but here she was, concentrating like her life depended on it.

“Any questions?” She asked. Britt shook her head. And so, she squirted the shaving cream onto her hands, rubbed it together, and tried to coat Britt’s entire surface with it, making the woman push her legs apart as she tried to get all the nooks and crannies. “It’s better if you do it section by section, so don’t put the shaving cream on the whole thing just yet.” She began shaving it, and was pretty pleased by how much of an expert she was. She had done this since she had gone through puberty, afterall. “You have to shave against the grain, you see.” She demonstrated. “That way it takes longer to come back out.”

She took the shower hose and washed her work off, then moved onto Britt’s legs. “This part is easier, just move against the grain again, remembering to not do too much of an area at once.” She concentrated hard as she shaved the rest of the woman’s legs, and eventually moved back to survey her work. She grinned. “Looks like I did a pretty good job.”

Britt slid her hands against her now smooth legs and nodded as well. “You did. Thank you, Brittney.”

“Okay, let’s move on to the showering part.” Brittney said, about to put her tools away.

“Wait, shouldn’t I be doing yours?” Britt asked innocently. Brittney thought about it for a second, looking down at her own legs and pubic hair. It had been a few days since she had done it to herself.

She nodded. “Sure, go ahead.” They exchanged positions, and Brittney said, “please don’t cut me. It’s quite terrifying seeing all the blood drip down in the shower.” She was half-joking, but was a bit concerned that this specimen, which had been created just a few days ago, was now holding a razor against her favorite part.

Her worry was for nothing, though. Britt did it expertly like she did the rest of her tasks, reaching places that Brittney had never been able to reach herself. The act was very intrusive and would be quite sexual if her mind was going in that direction, but Brittney just stood there and let the other woman do her work in peace. She squirmed a few times when it tickled, but that was all the sound she had made.

“Wow, you did a great job as well.” Brittney said, examining herself. “I don’t think I’ve been so well shaved before - ever.” She laughed. “Jeff might be suspicious when he sees it.”

She washed the rest of the hair off of the shower, and indicated with her head for Britt to come join her. “I also never thought I’d ever have to teach someone how to shower.” She joked, and handed Britt a pink round loofa. “This is called a loofa, it's a little rough to distribute the soap over your body properly while exfoliating - that’s removing the old skin particles on the top of your skin so you can have fresh new ones. That’s why guys like us,” she laughed. “We have super soft skin as women.” Britt absorbed it all in, holding onto the loofa as she listened.

“I’m glad my shower is big enough to fit the two of us.” Brittney said. “Okay, the first thing we do is to wet our entire body.” She turned the water to an appropriate heat, and soaked her long hair and her body in warm water, then passed it over to Britt, who did the same. “I like my water slightly warmer than the normal person, but you’re me, so you’re probably the same.”

Britt nodded. “It feels really nice.”

Brittney grinned. “Yes, I do love a long shower. Okay, now you squirt this bottle in your hands - I use head and shoulder’s shampoo. Then you use your nails to dig into your scalp, working your way through your entire hair as you rub as much as you can. You want to get all the dirt and grime out.” She felt as if she was teaching a toddler, but this was actually quite fun to go through. Britt hooked the loofa back on its hook, and began to shampoo her own hair as well. “Okay, when you’re done, you rinse it off until you no longer have any soap in your hair. It should feel quite rough and gritty, but that’s what conditioner is for.”

She now squirted some lavender conditioner in both her and Britt’s palms. “Now work this into your hair, you don’t have to put as much into the scalp, it’s better to do the bottom, which is usually the most damaged. I usually do this now because the longer the conditioner is in your hair, the smoother your hair will be. Jeff is super into it the next day when he feels it. He always knows when I’ve washed my hair.” She studied Britt, and was happy with what she saw. The girl was so good at absorbing information.

“Okay, so while we let the conditioner sit, it’s time to wash our bodies.” She wetted the loofa, and put some soap on it. “This works with wet or dry soap. I’ll wash you so you can get the sense of what you’re supposed to do.” She twirled her finger, indicating to Britt she should turn around so her back faced Brittney. Brittney began to rub her back, enjoying the view of her own back for the first time.

It wasn’t the same as peering into a mirror, as she was able to touch it, and feel the smoothness of it. Again, quite a surreal experience. She lathered Britt on her arm, her neck, down her back, and onto her legs. “It’s easier to use your own fingers for your pussy, just so you get every crevice.” It was her first time saying such a crude word in front of her clone, and she hoped she didn’t offend her somehow. Britt didn’t seem to care though, and just focused on pushing her own fingers into her crotch and working the soap in, getting all the spots she needed to. “Good,” said Brittney, nodding her approval. “Now do your ass.” Britt did so, and Brittney took the chance to lather up Britt’s front, pushing the soap all over as she circled her breasts. She was glad to see Britt’s breast was still soft and perky, just like her own, and she wondered when she would get to the point where they would start to sag. Hopefully, still a few decades from now. She knew Jeff would love her and tease her breasts either way.

“Now, it’s simple. You just wash it all off, starting with your hair.” She said, handing Britt the soap as she began to lather her own body up. “Oh I forgot,” she said, and handed Britt a bottle of face wash. “This is less harsh on your skin, so you use this for your face.”

Britt took it, and began to lather it on her own face. They spent the rest of the time washing off the soap and conditioner, and soon got out, both feeling fresh and warm. “Aren’t showers the best?” Brittney said, grinning. Britt agreed, and joked that she wanted to have another one. Brittney laughed. “You’ll just have to wait until tomorrow. Wait until I show you how nice a bath is!”

They walked naked to the closet together, and Brittney handed Britt a change of clothes. “Something simple. I think I need to show you a few shopping places so you know where to go, how to take care of yourself.” She watched Britt change, and realized she would have to pretend they’re twins when they go out. No matter, she didn’t think it would be a big deal. Maybe a few comments on how identical they were.

As she drove them to the closest department store, she realized she would also have to teach Britt how to drive properly. It should be okay based on how efficient she was, but it would probably also be the most difficult task to undertake. They walked around the store, with Brittney indicating her favorite stores, where she bought certain accessories, and where she could find decor and some kitchen items. She even showed Britt the game show, where she would definitely be able to find some gifts for Jeff when the time came. This thought also made Brittney a little melancholic.

She brought Britt to a store that just had women’s clothing, and let Britt pick out a few outfits she liked herself. To her satisfaction, Britt seemed to be into the exact same style as her, which made it easy for them to share in the future, depending on how long of a future Brittney had left. It was kind of fun putting on different bras, showing each other matching panties and pajama shirts. Brittney felt as if the two of them were twins starring in a porn shoot. She purchased more than she had ever done before in one go, not really caring about money at this point, knowing any day could be her last.

She then drove them to the grocery store, where they shopped for two weeks of groceries, just so Brittney could show her what she needed to sustain herself.

As they continued to shop, putting items in the cart, Brittney realized that it would be terrible if someone she knew saw her at the supermarket. Everyone she knew knew she didn’t have a twin sister. Why didn’t she think of this sooner? “I think you should wait in the car while I check out, Britt.” She said urgently.

Britt raised her eyebrows in concern. “Why?”

“I just realized all of my friends and family would find it super weird if they saw me with a twin. And I know a few people who also shop here.” Brittney explained.

Britt seemed to realize this as well, and nodded. “Okay, I’ll go wait in the car.” She walked off, leaving Brittney to follow her with the cart and check out. Thankfully, she didn’t encounter anyone she knew on the way out, though was pleased to find Britt talking to an older lady at the parking lot. It was good that she was able to socialize on her own, not needing Brittney’s guidance for everything.

“Brittney?” A voice asked. Oh no. Brittney turned to face her friend from school, Katie. Katie had rings of black hair falling around her waist, a petite face, and was wearing a matching pair of green jogging pants and hoodie. “I haven’t seen you in so long!” She ran over to give Brittney a hug, like they always did.

Brittney looked like a deer in headlights as she hugged her friend back. “Hey… Katie…” she replied, trying to find a way to tell Britt to go inside the car and hide. It was too late, though. Britt was done talking to the older woman, and had turned to face Brittney, spotting her. Katie saw the interaction, and her eyes widened when she saw Brittney’s clone.

“Fuck.” was all Brittney said.

“Um…” Katie said. “That girl looks exactly like you.”

“Fuck.” Brittney repeated. “I think I have some explaining to do.” She looked between Katie and Britt. Her eyes darted back and forth as she thought of what she was going to say, then realized that this may actually be a good thing. She needed a friend to talk about this with, to tell her whether or not this was a good idea, and now one of her best friends from high school was here, gifted to her like a golden platter. It must be fate. “Do you have time to talk about this? Maybe over some coffee?”

Katie’s eyes widened even further as she nodded. “I have no idea what’s going on.” She said, almost to herself.

“Come, I’ll drive you.” Brittney said. Katie told her she could come back for her car, and the three women entered, with Britt sitting quietly in the back, absorbing information as always.

“Can you start explaining now?” Katie asked, still looking between the two clones.

Brittney nodded. “It all started off when I found out I had cancer.”

“YOU HAVE CANCER?” Katie yelled. She slapped Brittney gently on the arm. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t think… I didn’t think you would take it so well.” She explained. “I basically only told work and my parents. Oh, and Jeff.”

“Well, what’s the prognosis? Is it bad?” Katie said, looking genuinely concerned. Brittney now felt bad for keeping it from her, as well as most of her other friends.

“Yes. They don’t think I’ll live for much longer.” She revealed. Katie gasped, and pushed back against her chair.

Tears began to flow down her face. “I just came out today to do some shopping… this is so out of the blue. I didn’t know I’d be finding out that I’d be losing one of my best friends.” Brittney arrived at the parking lot of the coffee shop, and turned the engine off. She shifted her whole body to her friend, letting her process the information.

“I’ll sit here and let you process this.” She said, and waited for Katie to compose herself.

A few minutes later, Katie asked in a shaky voice. “Wait, what does this have to do with her?” She pointed at Britt.

“Well…” began Britney sheepishly. “She was an idea I had, and it’s actually going pretty well. Promise you won’t judge me!”

Katie raised her eyebrows in wonder, then said, “well, I don’t think I can judge a person dying from cancer in any scenario, but hit me.”

“I posted on facebook, asking if anyone had advice. This girl told me that someone got a clone and tricked all their family and friends into thinking that they were the clone. That way, they didn’t have to miss her when she died.”

“No.” Katie said.

“Yes.” Brittney replied. “Is that crazy?”

Katie didn’t respond as she opened the door, got out, and immediately appeared in the back door, where Britt was sitting. She scooted in next to her, and shut it. She pushed Britt’s cheeks up, squishing her face as she stared at her. “I thought you had some sort of evil twin or something. I never expected THIS!” Britt sat there and let her examine her thoroughly.

“Katie, meet Britt. My clone.” Brittney said.

Katie gasped. “They did such a good job! I can’t tell the two of you apart at all!”

Brittney smiled. “They did, didn’t they? I can’t believe how advanced it is these days. Though she doesn’t really know anything about how to dress, shower, or interact with other humans. I still need to teach her about my job and how to drive.”

Katie shook her head. “I can’t believe you’re actually trying to do this. You think you can actually trick your parents, trick Jeff?”

Brittney sighed and said, “well, I need to try at least. Don’t I? Well, now that you’re not crying anymore, let’s all get some coffee.” She opened her door and got out, followed behind by Britt and Katie.

It was a warm enough day for the three of them to sit outside, though Brittney was now slightly concerned again that she would accidentally come across another friend. It couldn’t happen a second time, could it?

“You usually came up with some crazy ideas in high school, but this is honestly the wildest thing I’ve ever heard.” Katie said as she set down her Earl Gray.

“I know. I kept trying to convince myself this is crazy, but I can’t believe how well it’s been working so far!” Brittney said, and looked over at Britt. “You’ve been doing such a great job, Britt.”

Britt blushed and said. “Thank you, I’m trying my best.”

“Aw, she’s sweet too.” Katie said. “Wait, what about Jeff, though? Are you okay with letting them… you know?”

Brittney sipped on her coffee. She knew Katie was going to bring it up, it was the elephant in the room, but it still made her uncomfortable thinking about it. “Well, I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. It’s so weird to think he might be marrying someone else, even though it’s still me. Or he thinks it’s me, anyways. Jeff would never be the type to cheat like that. He would think I was crazy for doing something like this.”

“But are you okay with him kissing Britt?” She asked again.

Brittney bit her lip, and stared at her clone. “I’ll… I’ll try to get used to it. I think I’ll have the two of them meet soon, with her pretending to be me, and see if he even believes it. If he doesn’t, the plan will fail anyways.” At this point, she didn’t know if she secretly wanted the plan to fail or not.

“Well, either way, you need to update me on everything now.” Katie said, and sipped on her drink again.

“You’re the only one who knows. Seriously, you’re the only one I’ve told, and the only one I will tell. You should be feeling pretty special right about now.”

Katie scoffed. “Hey, you only told me because I caught you in the act!”

“I didn’t want you to be sad, like the rest of them. I told you already.” Brittney tried to explain.

Katie nodded and said, “I get it, really. I’m just so involved in this plan now. I want it to work for you.” She stood up and bent over, giving Brittney a big hug. “Though if anything did happen to you, it would break my heart.” She leaned over and gave Britt a hug as well. “You take care of my best friend, okay?”

Britt smiled and said, “I will try my best.”

They caught up as Brittney drove Katie back to her car, though her mind was filled with a million thoughts again. Katie gave her a lot to think about just based on her reaction alone. On their way back, Brittney grabbed some Mcdonalds with Britt, wanting to have her experience fast food for the first time.

“How does it taste?” She asked, stuffing some fries in her mouth as she turned around a corner.

“Greasy and salty.” Britt replied. “But so good!”

Brittney smiled back at her. She genuinely felt like she was making a good friend, no matter how weird it was. “It gets pretty addicting. But only have it every once in a while, or you’ll lose our amazing figure!” She laughed.

They arrived home, and Brittney showed Britt how to unpack all the groceries and arrange the clothes they bought. Then, she let Britt take a break as she called her doctor, getting an update on when they would start the chemotherapy. Her heart pounded through the whole conversation, and she wished Jeff was there to hold her hand.

He’d been texting her so much recently, asking her repeatedly how she was feeling. It made her feel safe, and love him even harder than she did before.

Britt knocked on her door as she set the phone down. “Come on in, Britt!” Brittney said, and wiped a single tear from her eye.

“Are you okay?” Britt asked, actually looking concerned.

Brittney nodded. “Yeah, just a call with the doctor.”

“Oh.” Britt said, looking quite awkward.

Brittney perked up and said, “I think we should watch some TV shows, just so you can get more of a sense of how to interact with people. You were pretty quiet today with Katie, so I think you need some more work on that.”

Britt thought about it and nodded. “That makes sense. What are we watching?”

Brittney grinned. “My comfort show is this show from the 90’s called Friends. It’s about six friends who go about their lives in New York City. You’ll miss some of the modern lingo, but not much has changed on how people interact now.”

She got them both to change into cozy clothes, and the two women sat on the couch, munching on snacks as they spent the rest of the afternoon binging episodes of Friends. I could get used to this. Brittney thought, curling into a little ball as she pressed the button for the next episode.

It was around 11pm when she looked over at Britt. “I was thinking about what Katie said today, and I think I want to show you something.” Brittney began, turning off Netflix as she turned to her clone.

“Oh?” Britt said, cocking her head.

“Jeff and I once… we once made a home movie.” She blushed. “I don’t know if you know what that means.” Britt looked at her, still looking confused. “We shot a scene of us having sex.”

“Oh.” Was all Britt said.

“You’ve seen a lot of photos of Jeff, and some videos of him. But I think you need to see him naked for the first time so you’re not shocked when it finally happens, you know?” Brittney continued. “Speaking to Katie made me realize this.”

Britt thought about it and nodded, like it all made sense. Brittney was glad she was so agreeable to anything she pushed on her. “I think a lot of people make home movies like this eventually, so it’s not super weird.” She took out her phone and screencast it to the large flat screen TV, now even thinner with modern technology. It was practically just a sheet of glass.

“Just let me know if you have any questions, okay?” She said, blushing a bit as she opened her secret folder and pressed play.

The scene started in a hotel room at a skiing resort, where they had rented a large room on the second anniversary. It was the fanciest she’d ever been in, and she thought it would be the perfect opportunity to film them fucking for the first time.

Jeff appeared on the screen, grinning as he looked into the camera, then back at her. “Are you sure you want to do this? I’ll be keeping it for life to watch over, and over, and over,” he teased.

The Brittney in the video said, “what if I want to watch it over and over too?”

“That’s so fucking hot,” he said, and lifted her up, dropping her on the bed. She squealed, and the angle of the camera showed off her sexy black nightie, which she had saved for this specific occasion. The Brittney watching the film now turned to Britt, trying to gauge her reaction. Britt seemed completely transfixed, more than she ever had before. What if she falls in love with my fiance? Brittney thought. They had the same tastes in everything - food, clothes, friends. Of course Britt would fall in love with the same guy. It was almost too much for her to take.

Jeff pressed his mouth against the Brittney in the film, and they began to make moaning sounds as their limbs wrapped around each other. Jeff pulled his dress pants off, one he was wearing for their fancy dinner just moments before. The Brittney in the video then pulled his tie off, tossing it to the corner as they looked at each other hungrily.

Brittney tried to make it slightly less awkward as she explained. “Foreplay is really important for a woman. She has to be wet enough to accept a man’s dick without it being painful. Everything going on right now is considered foreplay.” Britt nodded, looking as still as a robot as she watched.

Jeff spread Brittney’s legs apart as he moved in between her, grinding into her as she looked up at him in complete lust. He pulled her nightie off, revealing her tits as he looked down at them hungrily. He put her nipple in his mouth almost immediately, pulling and tugging on them with his teeth, though it wasn’t too clear from how far away the phone was.

“Jeff knows how sensitive my nipples are, so he always plays with them.” Brittney explained. “Yours are probably sensitive, too.”

He reached in between her legs, and then brought his fingers up, pulling them apart to reveal a stream of mucous in between. “You’re always so ready for me.” He grinned.

Brittney blushed in real life, and whispered her next teachings. “He’s making sure here that I’m wet enough for him to enter. You can see from his fingers that I’m ready.”

He pulled the rest of her outfit off, exposing her smooth body to the camera. Jeff, who was still using condoms with her at the time, slipped one on to prepare himself. “We’re not using condoms anymore.” She explained to Britt. “I’m on contraceptive pills, though we were planning on having two kids together after we got married.” This made her wonder if her clone could get pregnant the same way. Would she be okay with this after she was gone? For Jeff to have babies with another woman?

The Jeff in the screen slipped inside of her, grunting as he felt her tightness. Brittney immediately took the chance to wrap her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside of her. It was so erotic seeing his body expertly rock in and out of her, and to see her own eyes roll back as she took every inch of him. The Brittney in the film was moaning with wild abandon, not caring if anyone nearby heard her. In fact, it usually turned her on knowing someone could potentially hear her next door.

After a few minutes of stroking, Jeff pulled back, making Brittney groan in frustration. “Why’d you stop?” She complained.

Jeff glanced at the camera with his cock covered in her juices and said, “we gotta give the audience a better angle!”

Brittney seemed to have completely forgotten that they were filming this whole thing, and let Jeff adjust her so that she was in doggy style with the left side of her body facing the camera. “Much better.” He said, and knelt behind her to slip deep inside of her again. She cried out and arched her back out of need. He gave her ass a light spank, and began to pound into her again.

Brittney turned to Britt, seeing her eyes glued to the screen. “I see you’re absorbing all the information you can.” She teased. She was getting quite wet watching herself get fucked. She knew she would have to use a toy later when she went to her room. She wondered if Britt was feeling the same, or if this was all so new to her she wasn’t feeling anything at all.

“This is all… so much more than I imagined.” Britt said, not turning away for even a second. The Brittney in the screen was mewing like a cat as she pounded back into Jeff, her hair falling wild around her.

“This position is called doggy style, it makes him go insanely deep inside of me. Sometimes I can feel him hit my cervix.” Brittney explained.

“Wow.” was all Britt could say in response.

“I’m going to cum, slut.” Jeff said, and pulled her long hair from behind her.

“This is dirty talk. He doesn’t actually mean what he’s saying, but it’s hot when he’s being rough with me.” Brittney explained, and clenched her legs together as she thought back to how she was feeling that night.

“Dirty talk.” Britt repeated.

“I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum!” Brittney screamed, and used one hand to prop herself up as she frantically played with her clit. The two on the screen cried out together as they came at the same time, both fucking like wild animals until they stopped all at once.

“There’s a refractory period for orgasms, it’s super long for guys. Makes you very tired, though a woman can cum several times compared to guys.” Brittney explained.

“God, that was so sexy, babe.” The Brittney on the screen said.

“I know.” He whispered in her ear, barely caught by the camera. He kissed down her neck and down her spine, then got up to remove the condom, tossing it in the trash. He then stood up and turned the camera off, making the screen go black.

Brittney unscreencasted her phone, and looked at Britt. “So, what did you think?”

Britt’s body was flushed as she finally looked at Brittney. She bit her lip and said. “I think I want to try it.”

Brittney was shocked by Britt’s open attitude. She seemed like she was eager to try anything and everything she provided for her. “Do you think you’ll know what to do? Just after watching this?”

Britt shook her head. “I’m not sure… I’ve obviously never done it before.”

“I think the best thing to do is just let yourself go, don’t think about anything other than how it feels to have his body against you.” She explained. “I had to learn that with my first few boyfriends. I was always thinking too much. Sex isn’t about thinking at all, though it’s important to communicate afterwards.”

“You know so much, Brittney.” Britt said, looking at her in awe.

Brittney laughed. “I think just as much as anyone else, really. And I’m trying to teach you everything I know, so you know everything, too.” She was feeling more risque because of the video, and it helped her come up with an idea she hoped Britt wouldn’t say no to. “Do you want to practice something now?”

“Practice what?” Britt asked, looking confused.

“Kissing.” Brittney said, and bit her lip. She hoped she wasn’t pushing Britt too far, or making her do something that she was uncomfortable with. Thankfully, it seemed she was agreeable to it just as she had been with everything else, Britt gasped and nodded, then scooted closer without Brittney having to ask.

“So, kissing usually starts off slow. You just press your lips against each other, nothing to it.” She followed her instructions, and gave Britt a kiss on the lips, then pulled back. “Then, you move to open your mouth, and both of you tilt your heads in different directions. You see what the other person is looking for, and do the same. He could thrust his tongue into your mouth, and you could do the same, and you swirl it together. Whatever feels right, you know?”

Britt nodded, and looked like she wanted to start immediately, just so she could feel the sensations for the first time. “Make sure you remember to breathe, and occasionally flip your head to the other side whenever the other person does it.” Brittney continued to explain. “Got that?”

Britt said, “yes.” In a pretty quiet voice.

Brittney leaned close to her again, and grabbed the back of her neck. She started with a gentle peck at first, then opened her mouth, waiting for Britt to follow suit. Her lips were much softer than Jeff’s, and didn’t come with any rough textures. She also smelled sweet, like honey and vanilla. She finally knew how Jeff felt when he kissed her. It was such a different sensation. The two girls opened their mouths wider, and began to make out like they’d done it a million times before. Britt kept letting Brittney make the first move, though, so Brittney was the first to start moving her tongue, exploring the other woman’s tongue and lips as she did so.

Britt let out a small moan of surprise, which pushed Brittney into kissing her even harder. She pulled her neck closer to her, and they flipped from side to side, tasting each other completely. Brittney eventually pulled back, leaving a trail of saliva between them, which she batted away. “Sometimes we give each other little nibbles. Nothing too rough, but just to show we’re desperate for more.” She said, and moved forward to give Britt a little bite on her lower lip. Britt opened her eyes in shock, but didn’t say anything.

“Well, how did the kiss feel?” Brittney asked, feeling a little shy as well.

“It was good.” Britt said. “It was better than I imagined.”

Brittney tried to laugh it off, since it was starting to feel quite awkward. “Well, I’ve never kissed a girl before, and certainly not a girl who looks exactly like me. Did you get the jist of what to do, though?”

Britt nodded. “Did I do a good job?”

Brittney thought about it for a second before saying, “yes, I think so. Definitely for your first time. I don’t know if Jeff will be able to tell the difference.” She stood up, pushing the blanket she was using aside. “Well, that was probably too much fun for me for one day. Let’s go to bed.” Britt followed behind her, and they both went their separate ways.

Brittney had to admit to herself that Britt had done a much better job than she had imagined. It was making her quite jealous. She had secretly hoped the woman wouldn’t be great in bed, but after seeing her enthusiasm at watching the video, and how hot she had been during that make out session, Brittney was almost sure at this point Britt would be able to satisfy Jeff the same way as her, maybe even on her first try. It made her both relieved and angry to think about, and with those conflicting emotions, she turned the lights off, ready to rest for the night.

CHAPTER 5

She was supposed to meet Jeff on a lunch date the next day, and she knew this would be the perfect chance to see whether or not Britt could actually trick him. They couldn’t do anything other than give each other a peck in public, so Brittney wouldn’t have to suffer while having to listen or watch. He had been quite busy with work recently, so they were barely able to see each other. It was disappointing, but she was also so busy teaching Britt that it was perfect.

She told Britt about it that morning while they had their usual breakfast together, and Brittney was a bit put off by how excited Britt seemed by the concept. “I’m finally going to meet Jeff?” She asked, her eyes practically shining at the thought.

“Yes, just a short lunch. Just to see if he can be tricked by all of this.” Brittney said, stuffing the rest of her bread in her mouth.

“Do you think I’m ready for this?” Britt asked, looking a bit nervous.

“I’ve taught you most of what you need to know, I think you’ll do perfectly fine.” Brittney said. “You can have my phone, and I’ll call you on my computer so I can hear everything. I won’t be able to give you advice, but I’ll be able to tell if he thinks something is up.” She explained.

“What happens if he calls me out? Do I tell him the truth?” Britt asked cautiously.

Brittney thought about it, and shook her head. “I never really thought that far. If it did happen, I think I’ll just run up and say something myself.”

Britt nodded and said, “okay. I’m glad you’ll be listening at least.”

Brittney tried to give her a gentle smile, but she knew it looked more like a grimace. She wanted to be the confident one, the one knowing everything was going to be okay. But the truth was - she didn’t really know. She was just going about this one day at a time.

She couldn’t really do much the rest of the morning, she was way too anxious. They dressed Britt up in a cute dress and a black side purse, and Brittney taught Britt how to put on makeup, working her eyeliner then concealer. Not too much that her face was too caked, but enough to accentuate the parts of her face.

Brittney checked her watch eventually and said, “okay. Time to go.” They were both silent throughout the car ride, and Brittney parked way off to the side, not wanting Jeff to accidentally see her. She spied him walking out of his work building and crossing the street, and told Britt to leave before calling her on the phone.

“Okay. Everything is going to be okay. Believe in yourself.” Brittney said, and wasn’t sure if it was more of a pep talk for her or for her clone. Britt nodded, and closed the door behind her.

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Britt’s heels clicked against the floor as she headed for where Brittney said Jeff would be, and she couldn’t help but look around, absorbing all of the scenery around her. She still felt like a newborn, seeing the world for her very first time. It was a lot of sensations at once, and too much to handle at times. She was trying to be good, though, for the person who purchased her. She wanted to keep living, and didn’t want Britney to return her, or tell the people who made her that she wasn’t good enough. She didn’t know if she would be able to handle it.

She saw Jeff walking towards her, and she didn’t even have to fake a smile when she saw him. They had spoken about him for what felt like thousands of times these past few days, and it was so weird actually seeing him in real life. She felt like she knew everything about this man. “Gods, I feel like I haven’t seen you in so long.” He said as he pulled her in for a big hug.

It was the first time she’d ever touch a man, and she almost squealed as she felt his big body wrap around hers’. He was so warm and cozy, and he smelt so good. She hugged him back, trying not to be too awkward about it.

“Hi Jeff.” She said, giving him a smile. She almost groaned at those two words, were they too weird? Could he already tell something was wrong?

He didn’t seem to think anything as he grabbed her hand and pulled her into the restaurant. “I’m so sorry I’ve been busy with work.” He explained, still holding onto her hand. “Especially after everything that’s going on with you.”

“It’s okay. I need some time alone to process it all as well. It’s good for me.” She tried to put on a brave smile, and not look like she was lying.

“Have you told more of your parents, your friends?” He asked, and nodded to a waiter who ushered them to their seats. This was her first time being in a formal restaurant as well.

She tried to remember what Brittney had told her, and figured the best way was to tell the truth. “I spoke to Katie a lot about it. She’s been really sweet about the whole thing.”

He nodded, and smiled. “I’ve always liked Katie, remember how crazy she was at the engagement party?”

Britt was frantic as she tried to think of what Brittney had said about the engagement party, though couldn’t think up anything. “Yeah.” Was all she could say.

He frowned and asked, “are you sure you’re feeling okay?”

She gulped. Did he already guess that something was different? “Just trying to absorb all of this, you know.” Another half-truth.

“I understand. I think I should take the rest of the week off, you know? What’s the point of working all of these hours if I can’t have you?” He said.

She blushed furiously, and felt her heart contract. She knew why Brittney was so obsessed with him. He was a good guy, and she couldn’t believe he was going to be her’s one day, without her even trying. “It might be a good idea, but I don’t want you to push yourself because of me.” She explained, trying to sound exactly how Brittney would sound.

“It’s not pushing myself if I want to spend time with you.” He replied. They ordered their meals, and spent the rest of the lunch making small talk. Britt felt so comfortable around him, like she hadn’t just met him for the first time. He felt like he belonged to her, and she knew she could spend forever with him, easily. She almost couldn’t wait for Brittney to be gone, so she could have him all to herself. She tried to push those horrible thoughts out of her head. Brittney was her friend, and she still wanted to spend more time with her as well.

“You’ve been more quiet than usual today.” Jeff commented, and tilted her chin up to make eye contact with her. She could only quietly nod her agreement.

“Just… a lot to think about.” She said, using the same excuse as before.

He paid for the bill, and they stood up together as he took her hand again. He seemed to want to take as many opportunities as he could to touch her, which she appreciated tremendously. “I’m off at 10pm today. Is that too late to see each other? I really want to hold you.”

She didn't know what Brittney would say to that, but she didn’t really care. She couldn’t say no to this gentle man. She nodded her agreement. “Of course we can see each other. Maybe watch an episode of Friends!”

He laughed and pushed her hair back. They stood in the parking lot as he placed a peck on her lips, but she wanted more from him. She pulled him into her, opening her mouth as she thrust her tongue in. He gave a slight groan of surprise but began kissing her back, swirling his tongue against hers as he pulled her waist against him. They broke apart and he let out a little gasp. “I can’t believe you just did that. You never engage in PDA!”

She nuzzled her head into his chest and said, “Hey I really missed you, okay?”

“Aww…” he said, and gave her head a few strokes. “I’ll see you tonight, babe. I’m so excited now.” She squeezed him goodbye, and he jogged off towards his work.

—-

Brittney was shocked at what she just witnessed. What had just happened? She never told Britt to actually kiss Jeff that way! And she agreed to go to his place without even asking her first! She couldn’t tell if Britt was actually super into her role, or if she desperately wanted to kiss Brittney’s fiance. Either way, she would have to talk to her, because that was not okay, and not part of the plan.

Worst off, they did it right in front of her, and she had to watch their mouths open and close as they tongued each other off. It was almost disturbing to look at. Brittney couldn’t even turn away for a second.

She would have to give Britt a talking to. Britt practically skipped to the car as she entered, closing the passenger door next to her. “That was great! Wasn’t it?” She said to Brittney, her face wide with a grin.

“Well…” Brittney started, but was interrupted.

“I can’t wait to see him again!” Britt continued. Brittney felt a pang of anger and jealousy flow through her again.

“I don’t think he suspected a thing.” She agreed as she turned the ignition on. “But I do think we need to have a chat.” She said.

Britt furrowed her eyebrows. “Did I do something wrong?” She asked.

“I… we’ll talk about it when we get home.” Brittney said, and began to drive.

Brittney was silent the entire car ride, and barely gave Britt a single glance. She hadn’t expected this to come from the other woman, and now she was feeling really confused. Should she get rid of her while she had the chance? This was the first time Britt has directly disobeyed her orders, though she didn’t seem to think she was doing anything wrong. Brittney sighed as she pulled up to the house, deciding that she should forgive her. Britt seemed like she was really trying to be the best version of Brittney she could be, and kissing Brittney’s fiance was part of all that.

She steeped some tea for the two of them, and brought it over to a still confused looking Britt, who was currently sitting on the couch waiting for her. “Can we talk about it now?” Britt asked, looking like a scared puppy.

Brittney felt bad, and sighed. “It’s just that… I didn’t expect you to kiss him. It was just supposed to be an initial meet up, and you didn’t follow my orders well.”

“But he didn’t suspect anything!” Britt insisted.

“That’s not the point. You did a good job, but you went too far.” Brittney explained. Britt still didn’t seem to get it. “I’m going to be the one seeing him tonight, okay? You stay here and rest.”

Britt gaped at her, looking upset. “What? Why? I don’t need to rest!” It was the first time she had ever contested Brittney, and she looked back in shock.

“Britt, I purchased you for a reason. You need to listen to me, or I won’t hesitate to refund you. I still have twenty days to do so for a full refund.” Brittney said coldly.

Britt looked at Brittney like she had just been slapped. “I…” She started. “Fine. I’ll just stay here.”

Brittney nodded approvingly, grabbed her tea, and headed to her bedroom. She was excited to see Jeff that night. She wanted him to hold her and tell her everything was going to be okay, and wanted to do exactly what they always did - watch Friends until sunrise, with a few pauses in between for sex. The next few hours were torture, waiting for his shift to end, but she eventually changed into a nice soft dress that dipped low, accentuating cleavage. It was perfect for a night in but would grab Jeff’s attention at the same time.

She could practically feel Britt’s anger as she stepped down the stairs, her eyes burning through the back of her head. She knew Britt would like Jeff - everyone did - but she hadn’t expected the woman to be so infatuated with him right off the bat like that. It was both a positive and negative, though Brittney couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy with every thought of Britt actually being with him.

“Don’t leave the house.” She said to Britt, and slammed the door behind her.

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Britt glared at Brittney as she left, feeling angry, left out, and frustrated. She had never had these feelings before, and tried to take it all in and sort it out in her head.

She felt absolutely miserable all evening. She flipped through the TV, trying to figure out something to waste the time, but it was no use, all she could think about was Brittney being with Jeff, and what they were doing.

None of it made any sense. Jeff didn’t belong to her, and she was created to listen to whatever Brittney told her to do… she should be listening, and her heart shouldn’t be reaching out to Jeff, but how hard she tried to convince herself, it still didn’t seem true to her.

She eventually turned the TV off, and decided the best thing to do while she was home alone was to snoop around Brittney’s place. She went to Brittney’s room first, and was delighted to find a diary hidden under Brittney’s pillow. She flipped through the pages on Brittney’s bed, shocked to find there were a lot of things about her relationship with Jeff that she left out, probably because it was so personal. Britt absorbed it all, filing it in the back of her mind, and began to fall for Jeff even harder. He seemed like such a gentle and caring man, with his only flaw being too into his work. He took days off while Brittney was sick, making her favorite childhood mac and cheese for her to make her feel better. Britt couldn’t imagine someone doing that for her. She also described their sexual escapades, sometimes underlying a certain date and writing “best time!” on top in red ink.

Realizing she still had time after reading through the diary, Britt began flipping through Brittney’s clothes again, choosing the best date outfit. She walked to Brittney’s makeup table and began putting on something extravagant, like what she’d seen on TV, even pulling up a youtube tutorial on Brittney’s laptop to make sure her lines were perfect. She giggled loudly when she saw herself in the reflection, realizing she could really beautify herself if she wanted to. “Mrs. Jeff Goldburn,” she whispered into the reflection. “I’m Brittney Smyth, and I’m going to be marrying Mr. Jeff Goldburn.” She giggled again. If she were being honest with herself, she had developed a friendship with Brittney, but she couldn’t wait for the disease to finally take over. Britt would have full reign to have her fun then.

She set everything back to where she found it, leaving her makeup on as she climbed up the rickety staircase up to the attic. The attic wasn’t as full as she imagined, with only a few old pieces of furniture and some labeled boxes. She went for the boxes immediately, flipping through them to see what goodies she could find.

There were some old toys, puzzles, kid’s clothing, and instruments, though she wasn’t really finding anything good. After about an hour of searching, Britt almost gave up the search, but was delighted to find some DVDs at the bottom of a box. It was some old technology, and she only recognized it because they used it on an episode of friends. She knew Britney didn’t have a CD slot in her laptop, and hoped she would be able to find some sort of DVD player to play the films. They were labeled “Brittney’s first birthday” or “Fun Day at the Zoo”, which was enticing to Britt, and may be exactly what she needed.

After another few minutes of searching, she came across a very old PS4. “This will do,” she whispered to herself, and hurried back down the stairs with the PS4 and stack of DVDs. She plugged it into the TV, which thankfully still had an HDMI connector, and sat back, her eyes focused on the screen.

Each film showed exactly what was labeled, and was a perfect demonstration of Brittney’s childhood. Britt was jealous once more, wishing that was her own childhood, experiencing everything for the first time. Brittney’s parents seemed to be really kind people, and she wanted them to be her parents as well. All in due time, she told herself.

Her mind absorbed all the information again, and she began talking, trying to mimic Brittney’s minute inflections, blinking at the exact same pace, smiling by arching her lips the same way. She knew that it would be all about the details, and now she had all of Brittney’s childhood memories along with her little ticks, which she would’ve never known to teach Britt. “I’m Brittney Smyth.” She said again, alone in the dark.

She had fallen asleep on the couch without realizing, and woke up to the sound of a truck driving by. She checked the clock on the wall, shocked to find it was 3am. It seemed Brittney would be sleeping over at Jeff’s. This enraged her further, though the thought of Jeff sparked something in her head. She had been dreaming, and in the dream she was the real Brittney, and was having a nice dinner she had made for him, with the two of them eventually ending up in the bedroom and having sex. Britt felt flushed and heated, and moved her fingers down to where she was pulsing, and gasped when she felt the fluids inside. It was her first time experiencing dreams, and her first time feeling horny. Of course, she knew exactly what was happening, she had been studying extensively about these topics for a week now, but to actually feel it… that was a completely different experience.

She hurried up the stairs once more, wanting to go to her bedroom to explore this sensation further, but stopped at Brittney’s room. She had seen something under Brittney’s diary earlier, and it intrigued her now. She opened the drawer, revealing the diary she put back and a pink vibrating dildo underneath. They had made a few jokes about sex toys in ‘Friends’, but she had never actually seen one yet. She pressed the on button, and gave a little yelp when it turned on, vibrating loudly. She increased the speed, and was both shocked and horrified over how hard it was vibrating. She didn’t know if she could handle it.

She walked back to her room, and laid down on the bed, closing her eyes. She thought of Jeff, imagined his fingers all over her body, imagined him kissing every single part of her. Her body pulsed, and she pulled her shorts down, revealing white lacy panties underneath. She pressed dildo against her body, and turned it onto the lowest setting. “OOooh.” She said, experiencing the sensations for the first time. It felt good just over the panties, so she worked it up and down, trying to see which part felt the greatest.

She closed her eyes and imagined Jeff again, wanting it to be him that was doing this to her. She focused the vibrations on her clit, and began rubbing in circles. This went on for a few minutes, with her grinding up against it, trying to feel more. I need to take this off. She concluded, and proceeded to take her wet panties off, needing more friction.

She immediately pulled her labia lips apart with her fingers, and pressed the vibrator against it. She gasped out loud and pulled it away. Even the lowest setting was too intense for her. She had no idea the clit would be so sensitive. She did the same thing again, though kept the vibrator a bit further this time.

She slipped into her fantasy, just as it was like in her dream. The more she played with her clit, the harder she could press the dildo against it, and she began increasing the vibrations. Knowing she was the only one home, she let her voice out, moaning loudly at the sensations. It felt so good, and she wanted to do it with a real person. Not just any person - she would only accept Jeff. She buckled against it, and could feel herself building, building, building, until everything fell apart, making her cry out loud as she experienced her first orgasm. Her pussy pulsed and released fluids onto the bed, and she panted loudly, feeling completely exerted.

When she finally calmed herself down, she turned the vibrator off, and looked down to see her mess. There was a large spot on the bed, though she wasn’t sure how to clean it, and hoped it would go away in the morning. She smiled down at it. That was so much fun, and she almost wanted to do it again. She walked to the bathroom, stripping down completely and got in the shower, still thinking about Jeff and his sexy mouth.

Chapter 6

Brittney had had another great night with Jeff. They watched movies and shows, played board games, fucked, and talked about nothhing until morning, cuddling up to each other as they enjoyed the sunrise. She fell for this man more and more every day, and she couldn’t believe she would one day say goodbye, with that day rapidly approaching.

She wasn’t really ready to see Britt that morning, but it was her house, and she needed to grab some stuff before she went to her doctor’s appointment. She opened the door to find it empty, and was glad to see Britt’s door closed. She was used to Brittney waking her up every morning, and must’ve still been sleeping.

Brittney tried to be as quiet as she could, but almost let out a groan when Britt appeared outside her door, rubbing her eyes as she yawned. “Hey, you’re home.” Britt said.

Brittney nodded curtly. “How was your night?” She asked, though didn’t really want to make small talk.

“A bit lonely…” Britt admitted, biting her lower lip. “How was yours?”

“Great. I always have fun being with Jeff.” Brittney bragged.

“Oh.” Britt said, looking down at her feet.

She has no right to be jealous of my fiance. Brittney thought angrily. “Well, I have a full day of tests at the hospital, so I’ll be gone again.”

“You’re leaving me here alone again?” Britt asked, looking even more upset.

“I have a life to live, Britt. I can’t just be with you all day every day.” Brittney scoffed.

“But… at least give me permission to go out, too.” Britt begged.

Brittney shook her head, already heading downstairs as Britt followed behind. “You forget you look exactly like me. What if someone talks to you and recognizes you? We live in a small town. It’s better you just stay here.”

“But…” Britt started, but Brittney was not listening, and slammed the door in behind her.

Brittney was feeling anxious on her commute to the hospital, as she always would be. She kept anticipating worse and worse news, and almost didn’t want to go. She was supposed to start chemotherapy today, and wished Jeff was with her instead of being at work. She wanted someone to hold her hand, and tell her everything was going to be okay. She didn’t want to go bald, or feel her body destroying herself. It almost didn’t seem worth it.

She parked at the hospital and headed to Dr. Stephenson’s office, giving him a weak smile. “Hello Ms. Smyth! Are you ready for your CT scan?” He asked in a fake cheerful voice.

She shook her head, “not really… but I guess we’ll still have to do it.”

They walked down the hall silently together, spending the next few hours doing multiple scans with the CT and MRI machines. She ended up alone in the hallway outside his office, waiting for the news. Brittney scrolled through her phone, trying her hardest not to distract herself. He called her in after around thirty minutes, still giving her the same smile as before.

She tucked her dress underneath her as she entered, trying hard to make eye contact with him, but failing. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, Brittney but…” He began.

She closed her eyes. “It’s really bad, isn’t it? How many days do I have left?”

“Actually, it’s good news.” Her eyes flipped open.

“What?”

“I don’t actually know what happened exactly, but we can’t find the tumor anywhere. It’s like it vanished all on its own! Honestly, it’s some sort of scientific miracle.” His smile actually seemed genuine this time.

“Wait, what?” She repeated again, and wanted to pinch herself. This must be a dream. There’s no way the tumor that was going to kill her just magically disappeared.

“I’m not joking, Ms. Smyth. Well, I would never joke about something like this. Truly, I have no idea how this happened,” he said, scratching the back of his neck.

She burst out laughing, unable to help herself. “Does that mean I’m not going to die?”

“I can’t guarantee anything, since this is such a rare occurrence, but we’ll keep following up with you, checking if it’s come back. But as of now, no. It doesn’t seem like there’s anything wrong with you.” He concluded.

She wanted to jump up and give him a big hug. “I can actually get married!” She squealed, wanting to let Jeff know immediately.

She left the doctor’s office with a wide smile, texting Jeff to let him know she had good news, and they should meet up again that night.

She arrived back home earlier than she thought, though spent the entire car ride wondering what she should do with Britt. She had threatened to return her a couple of times, but she had no idea what the company would do with her if she did return her. Britt wasn’t a robot, she was a clone - she was a real human being, but just created from Brittney’s genetics. She didn’t deserve to die, or be locked in some sort of warehouse.

On the other hand, she also didn’t know what to do with her if she didn’t return her. It wasn’t like she could somehow convince all her friends and family she discovered a twin! Britt would also be unhappy staying home all day on her own every single day for the rest of her life.

Brittney concluded as she pulled onto her driveway that the best person to ask about this was Jeff. He was a very intelligent guy, and might be able to provide some insight.

She opened her front door to find Britt on the couch in her pajamas, watching some sci-fi show. “Hi, Britt.” Brittney said, feeling a bit embarrassed about how she had been treating Britt.

“Hey.” Britt said coldly in response.

Brittney set her purse down and sat down on her couch, facing Britt. She picked up the remote and paused the show. “I have some good news.” Brittney started.

Britt finally looked at her. “What is it?”

“The doctor says I’ve been miraculously cured. It seems I’m not going to die, after all.” She revealed.

She had never seen Britt so upset. The other woman stood up, and began pacing, with tears already flowing down her face. It took her a few minutes before she could speak. “What does that mean for me, Brittney?” She sobbed, wiping her eyes with her pajama top.

“Nice to know you wanted me to die.” Brittney said sarcastically, though knew why Britt was acting this way, so decided to soften her tone. “I don’t actually know what I’m going to do with you, but I’ve decided not to return you. It just seems too cold-hearted. I’m not that person.”

Britt seemed to loosen up a little at this, and she stopped pacing. “Really?”

“Yes, and this may be some better news for you - I think we should tell Jeff what’s been going on this whole time.” Brittney said.

Britt looked flabbergasted. “What? You want to tell him you made a clone?!”

Brittney nodded. “You know Jeff. He’s the smartest person I know. I need to determine the best way to live with you, without scaring people off while giving you the best life you can have. I know you hate being at home by yourself, but I can’t see a future where we can both go out and not be immediately noticed.”

Britt thought about it, wiped her tears away again, and sat back down. “Okay. I see your point. When are we going to tell Jeff?”

“Tonight.” Brittney revealed. “Is that okay?”

Britt nodded. “Okay.”

They both spent the next few hours getting ready, with the two women wanting to one up each other. They wore dresses that were too elaborate for a night in, and makeup that was dramatic and sharp, with lipstick that would draw any guy’s attention.

When it was finally time, the two women walked out of their rooms at the same time, and stood awkwardly in the hallway, realizing they had the same plan in mind. “You look… good.” Brittney choked out, gazing at her clone. Britt was wearing a black dress that hugged her body with a slit up the sides, almost all the way up her legs. Brittney, on the other hand, was wearing a maroon crop top around her chest with a matching long maroon skirt. Her thin waist was the highlight, as it was clearly visible between the two pieces of clothing.

“You look good, too.” Britt said just as coldly.

They headed to the car, with Brittney driving again. She hadn’t taught Britt how to drive, and didn’t think she ever could. Britt was becoming more and more of a loose cannon, and she didn’t trust that the clone wouldn’t someday take her car, drive off, and never come back.

She didn’t even have to think about it as she took her usual path to Jeff’s house, and as she parked the car, she turned to Britt and said, “you wait here. I need to tell Jeff what’s going on first.”

Britt nodded, and stayed put. Brittney sauntered up the driveway, her heels clicking every step of the way. She entered the door without knocking, and was pleased to find Jeff at his dining table, doing something on his laptop.

“Hey, babe.” She said, sauntering up behind him.

He jumped but immediately turned around and gave her a grin, pulling her down onto his lap. “Hey. I missed you.”

She laughed. “It’s only been one day!”

He grinned. “I know, but I really did. I can’t wait until we move in together.”

“It’ll be soon. The wedding’s in 2 months.” He nodded.

“I wish it was sooner.” He closed his laptop, giving her his full attention. “Wait, you said you had good news?”

She nodded, biting her lip. She couldn’t wait to see his reaction. “I’m… miraculously cured! The doctors don’t know what happened, but the tumor is gone.”

His eyes widened. “No way.”

“Yes way.” She laughed. “Isn’t that amazing?” He gazed at her in shock, his eyes piercing into her as she absorbed his shock and joy. This reaction was even better than she had expected. She knew this man truly, truly, loved her. He pulled her even closer, and pressed his lips against her urgently. She adjusted so her legs were straddling him, and began kissing him back, her mouth opening up for him just like she always did. Their tongues swirled against each other as she moaned on top of him, never able to get enough.

She paused suddenly, realizing Britt was still in the car waiting. She abruptly got off his lap, with Jeff staring up at her, confused. “Is something wrong?” He asked in his usual gentle manner.

“Yes, actually.” She blushed, adding up to her already heated face. “I may have done something… a little foolish and rash.”

He raised a single eyebrow, curious. “What do you mean?”

“I’m glad you’re sitting down for this.” She began pacing back and forth, wondering how she should go about this. “Okay, so. Are you aware there’s a lot of new research on cloning technology?”

“Yes? It’s on the news from time to time.” He said, looking even more confused.

“Well… I read on a facebook group about a girl who cloned herself so her family wouldn’t be upset when she passed. They would just think of the clone as the main girl.” She revealed, knowing he would be catching on.

“No.” He said, his eyes wide. “You didn’t actually do that, did you.”

She had to turn away from him. It was so embarrassing. “I may have done…”

“Brittney! That’s insane,” Jeff said.

“It’s not! I promised. It was actually really successful.” He looked intrigued now. “The only problem was the lack of awareness of the world. I had to teach her everything from scratch, but I think she’s got everything locked down now. She absorbed the information like a sponge.”

“Wait, where is she now?” Jeff asked. “Does she actually look like you?”

Brittney knew the best way to handle this was to just show him Britt. She walked to the front door, down the stairs, and opened her car door. “Come, he’s ready for you.”

Britt nodded, and followed behind her. Jeff had run to the door, confused, and spotted Britt almost immediately. His jaw swung open, and was completely speechless as he gazed at a carbon copy of his fiancee. “Oh my god.” He whispered.

The two women walked up the stairs together, giving Jeff the exact same smile. He looked between the two of them over and over again, trying to see if there was any tell of telling them apart. Nothing. He knew the technology was improving, but he had no idea it had gotten to this point.

“This is Britt,” Brittney said. “My clone.”

“Hi!” Britt said, excited to see Jeff again. She reached her hand out, with the main purpose of just touching him again. Jeff stuck his hand out as well, giving her a firm handshake with a still shocked expression.

“She’s actually the one who met you by your work for lunch yesterday.” Brittney said quietly, afraid he would get mad at her for manipulating him.

“Wait, I’ve met her before?” Jeff asked, still standing at his front door.

Brittney nodded. “Yeah. I hope you’re not mad at me. I just wanted to see if she could actually trick you into thinking she was me.”

Jeff seemed to be thinking back to it. “I think… I did notice something was off. You were quieter than normal, but I thought it was just part of what you were going through with the cancer.”

“Yeah, I was listening in on the conversation.” Brittney revealed. “So, you’re not mad?”

Jeff shook his head. “How can I be mad, knowing that you did this for me and your parents? I’ve always known I was going to marry a thoughtful girl… and this is just a part of it.” Brittney sighed, relieved, and rushed up to him to give him a big hug. .

“You’re the best, Jeff.” She said into his chest. Britt stood there awkwardly, wondering what she should do next.

Jeff released Brittney, gave Britt a nod, and began walking into his kitchen. “Luckily, it seems like I have enough food for the three of us. It’s almost like I knew.”

“That’s great!” Brittney said, and began setting up the table. Britt followed suit, and together the two of them placed three sets of tableware, three wine glasses and a bottle of wine on the table. Jeff sat at the head of the table, with Brittney and Britt sitting on opposite sides.

His food was absolutely delicious, with juicy roast beef and mashed potatoes. Britt ate it all, realizing his cooking was way better than Brittney’s or the restaurant’s.

The situation was pretty mild at first, with Jeff mainly asking Brittney about the cloning process. Britt was a little disappointed that Jeff seemed to be giving Brittney most of his attention. The first spark of tension began when Jeff asked Brittney to pass the salt. Both of the women got up at once, moving towards the salt at the same time. Britt got to it first, grabbing it and handing it to Jeff as she gave him a wide smile. “Here you go, Jeff.”

“Thanks, Britt.” He replied, not realizing what was going on. Brittney gave Britt a glare, but went back to her food.

The second incident happened when Britt noticed a stain on Jeff’s shirt. It was a light gray v-neck, and the brown stain from the roast beef was pretty obvious. Britt picked up a napkin and leaned over, saying, “oh, it seems like you dropped some on yourself.”

Jeff looked down, “oh god, that’s embarrassing.” Britt licked the napkin seductively, sucking on it for a second before dabbing it on Jeff’s top. She rubbed it in, and was glad that it worked. Britt then looked down at Jeff’s lap, where there was clearly no stain.

Before he could notice himself, though, she covered his crotch with her napkin and began to rub his lap as well. “Oh no, you got some here, too!” She rubbed it furiously, with both Jeff and Brittney looking at her in shock. She specifically focused on the bulge in the middle, and loved that she was feeling his crotch for the first time, though between multiple layers of fabric. “I think I got it,” she said, and sat back down.

The third incident was initiated by Brittney, who picked up a spoon full of cranberry sauce and said, “wow, have you tasted this yet, babe? It’s so good.” She pressed it against Jeff’s lip, and his mouth opened to take it in.

“Thanks babe.” He replied, smiling at her.

Britt was outraged. She used a spoon to pick up some gravy and mashed potatoes, and copied Brittney. “You need to taste a mix of the potatoes and gravy, Jeff.” Jeff obediently opened his mouth and took the bite. Now, it was Brittney’s turn to look furious.

“Girls, you know I cooked this, right? I’ve tasted all of it already.” Jeff chuckled, still seemingly oblivious to the tension in the room.

The girls spent the rest of the meal staring at each other, watching the other’s every move. Everytime Brittney touched Jeff on the arm, Britt did so right after as well. Every time Britt laughed loudly at something Jeff said, Brittney would do the same.

They both offered to clean the dishes at the same time, and Jeff offered to set up the living room for a movie to watch.

The girls bumped into each other multiple times while doing the dishes, with neither saying a single word. They were both fuming, and both scheming to get Jeff’s attention. When they were finished, the two girls sat on either side of Jeff on his large couch, and Jeff pulled up a blanket to cover the three of them.

“I completely forgot.” Brittney said. “The reason I told you about Britt was because I needed your advice.”

“What do you mean?” Jeff asked, getting comfortable.

“Well… now that I’m no longer sick, I don’t need her anymore. But I don’t feel comfortable just returning her to the company,” she specified. “But I also can’t just let her live her own life. People would notice her in such a small town.”

He nodded. “That makes sense… though I wish you told me just because you wanted to be honest with me.”

Brittney looked down at her hands, feeling scolded. “I would’ve been eventually…”

“Let me think about it and we can discuss after the movie.” He said. He pressed play on a new romance thriller, and made sure they were all covered by the blanket before focusing on the film. Just like the dinner, not much happened in the beginning. Brittney rested her head on Jeff’s shoulder, and Britt kept her distance.

About halfway through, when the thriller really began, Britt placed her hand on Jeff’s inner leg, right by his knee. He barely reacted to it, which spurred her on. She began moving her hand up higher, using two of her fingers to give him little strokes here and there. Still, he looked straight like she wasn’t doing anything. Higher and higher she went, until she eventually reached his upper thigh. She was pleased when she realized he wasn’t wearing any boxers. It made sense, since he was at home and wearing his pajamas.

He finally reacted when she grazed a finger against his cock, which was half erect for her. She was feeling bold and horny, and began stroking his cock over his sweatpants. He looked at her for a second, then back at the screen. She rubbed up and down over and over, increasing the intensity of it, until his dick was fully erect and pushing against his pants. He let out a low groan, but it was drowned out by the sounds of the film.

Unbeknownst to Britt, Brittney had been doing exactly the same thing, and had reached the top of his pants to realize that he was already erect. The two women’s fingers brushed against each other, and they gasped at the same time and withdrew.

All three knew exactly what had happened, but no one said a single word. It was so awkward, and the only one really enjoying the sensation was Jeff, who was loving all of the attention. The girls kept their distance the rest of the movie, neither of them wanting the same thing to happen again. All three of them made light commentary about the movie throughout, though the mood was a little somber with two pissed off women.

He turned off the TV when it was finished, and smiled as he looked at the two of them. “Did you like it?” He asked cheerfully.

“The main girl was a little too perfect in my opinion.” Brittney said.

Britt nodded. “Yeah, she didn’t have a single flaw.”

Jeff thought about it. “Yeah… I can see that.” Silence. “Well, we should probably talk about what to do with Britt.” He said. “Can you reach over and turn on the light?” Britt leaned over, turning on a side lamp to illuminate the dark living room. “I thought about it… and I think the first thing we should do is to have a threesom.”

The two girls gasped at once. He laughed out loud, saying, “okay relax, I’m just joking. Calm down.”

“That’s not funny, Jeff.” Brittney rolled her eyes.

“It kind of is. Of course, I’m attracted to both of you.” Britt grinned at that, and Brittney frowned. “Okay… I’m being serious now. I think the best thing we can do is to have the three of us move in together, and the two of you can share your role as being the Brittney that goes outside. You’ll never both be outside together, and only I’ll know that this is happening. On days you want to relax, babe, you can let Britt go to work for you.”

Brittney seemed to be absorbing this information. “I guess I have complained about overworking sometimes, and Britt seems perfectly capable of learning what I do.”

“I love this idea!” Britt exclaimed. “Thank you Jeff!” She kissed him on the cheek, not caring that Brittney was glaring at her.

“I really do think this is the best option.” Jeff specified. Brittney nodded, agreeing with him.

“It’s getting late, and you have work tomorrow, Jeff. Let’s head to bed.” Brittney said.

“What about Britt?” Jeff asked, standing up with her.

“This couch is pretty big, she can sleep here.” Brittney said.

Britt looked like an abandoned puppy. “I have to sleep here alone?”

“The couch is perfectly fine Britt, Jeff doesn’t have a spare bedroom like I do.” Jeff looked reluctant as Brittney pulled him away, leading him to the bedroom.

They were both too tired to do anything that night, and fell asleep cuddling up to each other almost immediately. Britt took the chance to sneak up to the room, and was pleased to find the door was slightly ajar. She crawled up to Jeff’s side, and sat down as close as possible to him, staring at his face. She spent the rest of the night staring at him, watching his every breath as he slept. She fell asleep two hours into it, lying next to him on the floor in a fetal position as she dreamt of him for the second night in a row.

Jeff was shocked to find her there the next morning, though he always woke up earlier than Brittney, so took the chance to pick Britt up before his fiance noticed. He lifted her up princess style and walked down the stairs, enjoying the way she immediately nuzzled up to his chest. She looked so innocent, and still behaved like a child, learning the new world for the first time. This was the only difference he could see between the two of them, with Brittney having a more mature personality.

He placed Britt on the couch, tucking her in with the large blanket they had used last night. He was shocked when she held onto his shirt, not letting him go. He unwrapped her fingers and tucked it under the blanket as well, but jolted slightly when he heard her murmur, “I love you, Jeff.”

He spent the rest of the morning feeling confused and bewildered. If he really considered it, he had just met this woman, despite how similar she looked like his fiance. She seemed to have already developed feelings for him, and if he were being honest with himself, he felt a drawing to her similar to how he felt when he had first met Brittney. It was like falling in love all over again.

Brittney came out of the bedroom halfway through his turbulent thoughts, giving him a hug from behind, “good morning, babe.” He passed her a cup of coffee, and they drank it silently together. Britt woke up a few minutes after, yawning loudly as she sat up to see the two of them.

“Good morning.” She smiled, though couldn’t remember what she was so happy about, she also couldn’t remember how she had reached the couch but it didn’t really matter as long as Jeff was still there with her.

“We should head back soon.” Brittney said as Jeff handed Britt her own mug of coffee.

“I can leave work early today, do you want me to come by?” Jeff asked. It was rare for the two of them to see each other three days in a row, since they both led such busy lives, but Brittney would never say no to another evening with Jeff, especially since they did get to have sex with Britt around.

“Sure. I’ll cook this time.” Brittney said.

Jeff shook his head and said, “I’ll bring some takeout.” Britt almost laughed at this, it seemed Jeff agreed with her about Brittney’s cooking. It wasn’t terrible, but Jeff was definitely much better.

The two women spent the rest of the day at home, though Brittney went out to grab groceries on her own. Britt spent that time devising a plan, realizing exactly what she needed to do to get Jeff to finally treat her like he treated Brittney. He wanted him to look at her with that adoring gaze, to hug her and hold her and make love to her until morning. The only way she could do that was to become Brittney.

Chapter 7

Brittney was in the middle of deciding on another outfit for the night when Britt walked in with a smile on her face. “Hey, I was wondering if we could talk.”

Brittney immediately put her walls up, but told herself she needed to be friendly if she was going to be living with Britt for the rest of her life. “Sure, sit down.” She said, indicating her bed. Britt sat down, holding something in her hand Brittney didn’t quite recognize.

“What did you want to talk about?” Brittney asked.

“Well, I just wanted us to stop quarreling all the time. You’re my only friend, and I do really care about you.” Britt said.

Could a clone really care about someone? Brittney thought, but said, “I agree. I think we’ve been too competitive lately. We’ve started off as friends, and we should still continue being friends.”

“We both adore Jeff, and we should both try our best to make him happy.” Britt agreed. “I actually bought you a present.”

Brittney was confused, where did Britt even get the money? How did she even go outside? “A present?” She asked, not wanting to sound rude.

Britt revealed the coat hanger she was holding, and a dress fell down to the ground, a lavender summer dress that had a sweetheart neckline and poofed out slightly around the waist. Brittney gasped, loving it immediately. It wasn’t her usual style, but she knew it would impress Jeff with how different it was. “Do you like it?” Britt asked.

Brittney nodded. “You want me to wear it tonight? Don’t you think it’s too formal?”

“Nah, we were pretty formal yesterday and Jeff seemed to love it. Why not dress up to impress your man every night?” Britt explained, repeating what she had practiced over and over just hours before.

“You’re right. I think he’d love it. Thank you, Britt.” Brittney reached over and gave the other girl a hug, forgiving her for everything she’d done instantly. “What are you going to wear, then?”

“Something simple, I think. I haven’t really decided.” Britt lied.

“Okay, let me know if there’s anything you need from my closet.” Brittney said kindly. For the next hour, Britt spent her time waiting for Brittney to choose her accessories and put on her makeup, memorizing it in her head for later. Britt knew her choice wouldn’t matter, so she put on a tank top with a simple white skirt, which was quite a contrast to Brittney’s new dress. She also opted to not wear any makeup, as it would be easier than having to take it off later.

Jeff arrived with some Indian food, and they sat around Brittney’s table eating it while conversing. This time, Britt behaved completely, not touching Jeff even once throughout the entire dinner. They then moved to the couch, and again, Britt behaved, not even making eye contact with Jeff throughout the film. She excused herself as soon as it was over, and headed to her own bedroom to complete her plan.

She could hear Jeff and Brittney head to Brittney’s room, both chattering about the movie and what they were planning on watching next. Britt waited for the door to close, signaling they were probably going to have sex, and immediately exited her own room. She took a few steps then opened Brittney’s door, and was delighted to see both Jeff and Brittney look up at her with confused expressions.

Britt stood at the door, looking exactly identical to Brittney from head to toe, with the same dress, accessories, hair style, and makeup. “Hi.” She said, waving her hand at them.

“What’s going on, Britt?” Brittney asked.

“Don’t you think it’s cute?” Britt asked with a flourish. “Now we look identical to each other!”

Jeff was sitting on the bed and looked between them. “You do look identical.” He looked just as confused as Brittney.

“Is that why you asked me to wear this dress? Because you bought the exact same one?” Brittney asked, looking furious.

Britt pouted. “You don’t like it? I just wanted to match with you!”

“Of course I don’t like it. How will Jeff tell us apart right now?” Brittney said. She was still standing up next to the bed, and Britt ran up to her to give her a sudden hug. “Wait, what are you doing?” She said as Britt began twirling them around in a circle, so fast that Jeff barely knew what was happening.

Britt stopped at once, and swayed a little as she looked at Jeff once more. “Now, Britt. Can you explain to me why you did this?” She said in Brittney’s annoyed voice.

“What? You’re Britt! I’m Brittney!” The real Brittney said, looking even more furious.

“That’s not funny, Britt.” Britt said with a frustrated voice.

“Tell her, Jeff!” They both said at the same time. Jeff looked between them, still confused.

“Um… I honestly can’t tell anymore.” He admitted. The two of them pointed and blinked in synchrony, so similar they looked even more alike than twins. It was all thanks to Britt’s analysis of Brittney’s home videos.

“I’ll show you!” Britt said, and wrapped her legs around Jeff, straddling him as she took his mouth against hers. They began making out, and Britt tried her hardest not to be shy, pretending like she had done this hundreds of times before. Jeff didn’t hesitate as he kissed her back, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth. She moaned against him, and began rocking on top of him, feeling their groins rub against each other through the fabric of their clothes. Jeff groaned into her mouth, and she took the chance to take him even deeper.

She matched Brittney’s movements in their video, giving him nibbles against his lower lip like she did before. She knew this would confuse Jeff even further.

“Don’t touch him! He’s my fiance!” The real Brittney said, looking down at them.

Jeff released Britt’s mouth and said, “I really can’t tell who’s who. Please don’t be mad at me.”

Brittney shoved Britt off of his lap, and pulled his pants down in one fluid motion. He was wearing white boxer briefs underneath, and she pulled that off as well. His erection sprung into the air, showing how turned on he was by having so much attention. Jeff had never had a three som before, and it had always been one of his greatest fantasies. It was even greater knowing that one of the women was his fiance, and he couldn’t tell who.

Brittney knelt down, grabbed his cock, and began to suck on it. She did so vigorously, with his cock hitting the back of her throat almost instantly. She bobbed up and down, with tears already forming in her eyes, ruining her carefully placed mascara. She let him go and looked up. “See? These are the lips you remember,” she said in a sultry voice.

“Hey, that’s not fair!” Britt said, and knelt down in front of him as well. She grabbed his cock away from Brittney, and began sucking on it as well, in the exact same way Brittney did. Tears were also forming on her eyes as she took the length of him for the first time. She hoped he wouldn’t notice this was her first time ever giving someone a blow job. She had watched lots of tutorials though, and had practiced on the dildo at home, trying to resolve her gag reflex. Jeff was moaning and thrusting into her mouth, clearly enjoying this.

Brittney tried to shove Britt away, but the woman wouldn’t budge. Instead, Brittney began sucking on Jeff’s balls while his cock was still fucking Britt’s mouth, and the two women began pumping and sucking in synchrony, taking everything he was giving them. Jeff, not wanting to leave either of them out, grabbed both of their hairs in his palm, guiding the two of them together. Britt needed to take a break to breathe properly, so released his cock and began licking him from the base to the tip. Brittney realized what she was doing, and began doing it as well.

Jeff was hornier than he’d ever been before. He looked down to see two very attractive identical women licking his cock and balls over and over, with their gorgeous pink tongues peaking out. He desperately wanted to fuck both of them, and knew the only way to do so was so encourage this feud.

“I know how I’d be able to tell.” He said, still holding onto their hair as he continued to thrust this cock. “I’ll fuck both of you, and I’ll be able to tell from the difference who the real Brittney is.”

Britt stopped her sucking and said, “how?”

“Well, Britt’s a virgin, right? She must have an intact hymen.” Jeff felt like a genius.

“You’re right!” Brittney said. She was still feeling betrayed and furious, but was also getting horny at the same time. She never thought she would be having a three som with Jeff, but now that it was happening, she really wanted to see how good of a fuck she was. “Fuck me first, Jeff.”

“I will,” Jeff said, still unable to tell who it was. He lifted Brittney up and pushed her down on the bed, lifting her dress off of her body almost immediately. He turned around and did the same thing to Britt, pleased to see they were wearing identical bras and panties. The two women took off the rest of their own clothes, until the three of them were standing naked in the room. Britt had the exact same moles and spots as Brittney, which made it even more impossible for Jeff. Not wanting to have either of them left out, he laid down on the bed, and told Brittney to ride his cock.

Wanting to show off, she listened and climbed on top of him, aligning her pussy with his dick. They had done this many times before, but it was so different this time, knowing there was a third person. His dick was standing straight up, with precum leaking at the tip, anticipating being fucked by two gorgeous women. Brittney sank down on him as she moaned loudly, feeling her pussy get filled up. “That’s sooo good Jeff.” She groaned.

“You’re so tight and wet for me.” Jeff grunted, thrusting up against her. He could feel the other woman feeling left out, so glanced at her and said, “come, ride my face.”

Britt didn’t need to be told a second time. She climbed onto his face and pushed her shaven pussy against it, letting him taste her for the first time. On Jeff’s end, she tasted exactly like Brittney, sweet and musky at the same time. Britt was inexperienced, but she flexed her belly muscles as she began riding Jeff’s face, immediately moaning from such an amazing sensation. She had imagined a tongue on her pussy many times since she had been created, but she had no idea it would feel this good. Even better than Brittney’s sex toy.

She lost her focus the more he greedily lapped at her clit, not thinking about who she was anymore, and only about chasing her orgasm. He paused a few times when Brittney fucked him particularly hard, but Britt loved when he did so, because he moaned against her cunt, and his hot breathe did delicious things to her body. “I’m going to cum, Jeff. Ughh… I need my toy.” Brittney leaned over and pulled on her drawer, though looked confused as she flipped through it, not able to find her dildo.

Britt grinned at this and bent over, lifting off Jeff to grab it underneath the mattress, where she had hid it earlier today. “You forgot where you put your own toy, Brittney?” She sighed. “This just proves you’re not the real one. I put this here the last time I was in here. My own room.” Britt explained.

“Fuck you.” Brittney cursed. They both needed to cum though, so Britt tossed the dildo to her, letting Brittney stick it on her own clit as she continued to fuck Jeff. Britt realigned herself on top of Jeff, who continued sucking and licking her like he had never stopped. The two girls closed their eyes at almost the same second, feeling their bodies build from Jeff’s dick and mouth.

“Oh gosh… Jeff…” Britt moaned, and fell over the edge from her first orgasm from him, shaking and grinding into him like her life depended on it. Jeff, despite not being able to breathe, did his best to stick his tongue in as deep as possible. Britt squirted all over him, her juices falling onto his face as he lapped at her, waiting for her to calm down.

Brittney, on the other hand, had set the vibrator on the highest setting and stuck it against her clit. She rode Jeff like her life depended on it, and felt waves of pleasure as she came as well, squeezing Jeff’s cock hard as she milked it over and over. This, and the fact that he had just made Britt squirt, combined into so much pleasure that Jeff came as well, his cum pumping into Brittney over and over as she continued to milk him. All three of them crashed at the same time, and the two girls panted as they got off Jeff, both looking completely defeated.

“Fuck that was so hot,” Jeff said, still panting.

Brittney nodded, and laid down next to him on the bed. Britt still didn’t look satisfied. She looked down at Jeff and said, “my turn, isn’t it?”

Jeff chuckled. “You’re going to have to give me a few minutes to recover.” Britt was a little disappointed, but began to crawl on top of where Jeff was laying. She wrapped her mouth around his limp cock, and gave it a hard suck. “Oh, fuck.” Jeff groaned, still really sensitive. She took that as encouragement, and continued to suck him, not caring if he was still recovering. It took only a few hard sucks for Jeff’s dick to get hard again, and she began bobbing up and down, doing her best to get him going. She swirled her tongue at the very tip like they said in tutorials. This seemed to do the job, because he moaned even harder, and began thrusting into her face.

She pulled back at once, smiling at him. “I guess that did the job.”

He looked at her with a heady expression, and seemed to have realized at once that this was Britt, not Brittney. Brittney had never been so greedy for his cock, and the girl he hadn’t fucked yet was definitely eager to feel it for the first time. He held her hand and put her gently down on the bed, and climbed in between her legs. He stared into her eyes, then moved down to press his lips against her. She was as receptive as always, opening her mouth to take him in. He kissed and sucked down her neck, wanting to give her the best first time he possibly could.

It was almost like he was taking his own Brittney’s virginity, something he’d never been able to do before. This thought made him even harder, and he moved to suck on Britt’s breasts, teasing her as she wiggled underneath him. He released a nipple and said in a low growly voice, “stay still, Britt.”

She listened at once, trying to stay as still as possible for him, and realizing that he knew exactly who she was. She wondered what had given her away. He kissed down her belly, then worked his way up, biting her nipple gently on the way. He reached her lips again, and whispered into her lips, “are you ready?” Britt nodded.

Jeff pushed his way inside of her, surprised at how easy it was to slip deep inside. It must’ve been from how wet she was from the earlier orgasm. There also didn’t seem like a hymen to tear - he wondered if she came from the manufacturers this way.

He held her arms up high, and looked deep into her eyes as he fucked her, wanting to see her every reaction. “Keep your eyes open, kitten,” he said, and she obeyed him again. The eye contact was seering, and she gasped loudly with every thrust.

“This feels so good, Jeff.” She moaned.

“It does for me, too,” He said gently. He reached between them and played with her clit, knowing that Brittney always needed this to cum. They rose higher and higher together, finally crashing at all once, with him thrusting as hard as he possibly could, making the bed loudly creek with every thrust.

He pulled out of her with a gasp, and collapsed beside Brittney again. Britt laid there, trying to absorb all of it. “How was it, Britt? Your first time?” He asked cautiously.

Britt took a second to think about it, and said, “it was better than I imagined, Jeff. I feel like I want to do it a million more times.”

He chuckled. “I already came twice. Give me a second… you’re so greedy.”

“I just want to experience everything all the time.” She said, before the three of them fell asleep on the bed together.

The next morning, Jeff woke up confused again. He couldn’t tell the two women apart after they tossed around during the night. He realized at once there was something he could do. He bent down and checked the one on his right, noting she had the engagement ring he had bought her - a vintage one passed down from his grandma. This was definitely Brittney. Just to make sure, he checked the other woman, and let out a gasp of shock. She had the same exact ring on, with every diamond and jewel looking exactly the same. “No way,” he said to himself. He had no idea if Brittney made it for Britt, or if Britt had figured it out for herself, but this was definitely creepy.

He went down to grab breakfast for the three of them, realizing this was his life now. For the past week, he had thought he had drawn the short stick in life. He had fallen in love with a dying woman, and would do everything he could to make her happy for the rest of her short life.

Now, he was with not one woman, but two, and they seemed to be equally in love with him. It was almost like he had won the lottery.

Jeff smiled as he poured milk and sugar into two identical cups.

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Britt woke up with her usual yawn, and looked over at Brittney. Yesterday was an enormous success, and she had felt so much pleasure from what Jeff had given her. She opened his dresser and put on his shirt, just like what they did in the movies. She sauntered downstairs with just his shirt and panties, feeling like she was on top of the world.

“Hey hey.” Jeff said as she grabbed a mug.

“Hey Jeff, it’s Britt,” she said. She didn’t really feel like pretending right now. Yesterday, she wanted to prove a point, to tell Jeff that they weren’t strangers, and that he could love her the same way as he loved Brittney. She had felt that love when they stared deep into each other’s eyes, and now she knew he felt the same way about her.

“Ah, I see.” He still looked slightly embarrassed. “How was… how was your first time? That was your first time, right?”

Britt nodded.

“I’m sorry I came inside of you. You’re just so similar to Brittney, and I’m used to doing that with her.” He looked down at his mug.

“It’s okay, I’m on the pill, too.” That was a lie, but she wouldn’t be telling either of them that. She couldn’t wait to have Jeff’s babies, and she wouldn’t even mind getting pregnant before the wedding. It was soon, anyway.

“Oh great!” He scooted up next to her. “Do you know why you didn’t have a hymen? It didn’t seem painful at all, and I didn’t see any blood.”

She shrugged. “Nothing’s been up there before, not that I know off. Not even my own fingers. I guess they just tried to make me as similar to Brittney as possible.”

“I see, well lucky for you. The first time usually sucks.” He explained. They didn’t have much else to say, so the two of them drank their coffees, both deep in thought. She didn’t feel uncomfortable being silent around Jeff. He was her safe space now, and knew he would never make her feel unwanted and left out.

Now that her plan from last night was a success, she would have to move on to part two of the plan. She had gone through all of the scenarios she could think of, and the only way she could have a truly happy life was to get rid of Brittney once and for all. She may not be dying from a tumor, but there are plenty of other ways to die ‘accidentally’ in today’s society.

Yes, part two of the plan would go just as well as the first.