“You know what?” Ty blushed. “Forget humanity for now. This is too wild. Do... do you think I can make more of you?”
“More of us?” Both Junes turned to look at Ty and then stared at each other in shock.
“He can do that, can’t he?” Clone June blinked.
“I think so,” original June whispered, startled.
The next thing they knew, the two shrunken giraffes were being carried from Ty’s knees and being dropped onto the carpet of the living room. Both animals staggered a moment and then stared up as naked Ty lorded over them.
“Now, ladies...” Ty whispered, kneeling in excitement. “I’d like you both to be a little more substantial in size before we continue.” Ty stared down at his little giraffes and grinned as they both began to grow. June and her clone sister began to wiggle and gasp, the feeling of growth soaking in arousing both of their bodies as they steadily began to increase before Ty’s eyes.
“Ah!” June grinned, throwing her mane back. “Yes! Yes!”
Clone June lowered her long neck and gasped, pussy pulsating under her long tail. “Mmm,” the clone moaned, “getting wet.”
Ty watched with delight as the two creatures rose above his head. He stood up, grinning as the duo surpassed a few feet tall and the smell of animal musk began to fill the living room. Once both giraffe ladies were well above his head and about to hit the roof, Ty stopped the growth. He was now looking at two eight foot tall and especially horny giraffes.
“Oh, Ty...” the clone lowered her ears and her neck, resting her long face on Ty’s shoulder. The original June did this as well. With a giraffe head resting on each of his shoulders, Ty began to blush deeper.
“Now, I’d like a new June to twin from original June.”
The giraffe on his right shoulder staggered back and gasped. Again, she began to duplicate. Another giraffe began to split off the first. Another head split from her neck and gasped in shock.
Clone June watched the process in startled shock from Ty’s side, as yet another copy of her sister emerged. The living room was now full of eight foot tall female giraffes.
The new June stared at the other two Junes in wide eyed shock, head rapidly darting back and forth, jaw open wide, as her rump and her pussy separated from her progenitor and she staggered away. With shaking legs, the new June backed away from the others and began to assess her situation.
The three lady giraffes stared at each other in stunned silence and Ty grinned ear to ear. All three turned warily and seemed to blink in unison.
“This is getting out of hand,” the new June finally gulped loudly.
“Is it?” Clone June grinned. “I kind of like being surrounded by myself.”
“Well, I do too, obviously...” New June giggled. “But... my goodness, we’re turning into a herd!”
“Threesome?” Original June slapped her tail against her aroused slit and raised to her full height. The other two giraffes giggled and nodded in agreement.
Ty flopped back onto the couch, staring up at his three tall beauties, and leaned back in excitement, fully hard.
“Let’s have a fourth,” he whispered, willing a new June to split off from Clone June.
The original clone whimpered as she underwent the same process as her original sister. The other two giraffes exchanged a shocked glance before watching the osmosis with interest.
“So strange,” Third June commented.
In no time, a fourth June the giraffe staggered back from her originator’s rump. The tower of lady giraffes stood there, not daring to move, and each turned slowly to Ty.
“Y-You done?” Clone June stared in shock.
“I think this is enough of us.” Fourth June said sheepishly, feeling the warmth of her horny sisters flooding the room. Their scents became rich and overpowering. They had all become sweetly horny and their arousal washed through the room. This served to make all four animals even more aroused.
Third June, the closest to Ty, grinned eagerly. “Can you even tell us apart?”
“I don’t think I can,” Ty stared in wonder, eyes trailing over each June and marvelling at how perfectly identical the four giants were. “Can you tell me which one you are?”
“I’m... I’m the original.” June said sheepishly, lowering her neck.
“I’m the second one,” Clone June gulped.
“I’m the third?” Third June looked around in confusion and caught the glance of her sisters.
“Yes, you must be, because I remember growing from you.” Fourth June nodded.
All four giraffes then stood, staring at Ty in bewilderment.
“W-What are you going to do to us?” Three and Four stammered in stereo.