Your head was spinning, and it hurt.
"Uhhhh... huh? Guys? Hello?" You ask as you stagger to your feet.
"Owwwwww... nnnngh....." a light, airy voice wheezed out.
You turn to see a girl standing there; she was 5'2, the same hair and skin color you had, the same colored eyes, D cup breasts with curves to compliment them, and she was wearing a simple t-shirt and skirt.
"Who are you?" you ask.
"Oh, uhhh... my name's (female version of your name)." She calmly said.
"Say, have you seen a gamer girl anywhere? Or a cheerleader, a tomboy, a fashionista?" she asks.
Suddenly you remember your clone glowing pink and growing breasts as his rump inflated.
"Say... do you remember how you got here?" you ask.
"Well...." she starts.
"Hey Perri! Where are you?" a pitchy voice asks.
In walks a stacked blonde in a revealing cheer uniform.
"Oh, Jamie, good to see you." your clone says.
"Perri?" You ask.
"My nickname." She says, pointing to her Perriwinkle highlights, the only major difference between your hair and hers.
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You sit with your friends to discuss what to do while the girls do the same.
"Why are our clones girls?" Lucas asks.
"Better question: What can we do about them?" Colin asked.
"Not sure about either. But one thing's for sure: we need to do something about them before.."
You were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"(Your name)? Is everything alright?" your elderly neighbor Nancy asks from behind the door.
"What do we do?!" James asks in a panicked voice.
"Don't worry we have an idea!" Cailin says as the girls...