The new Jeff grinned holding up his two new socks like they were prize-winning trout. He said aloud, enjoying
the sound of his own voice, "Who will be first at masturbation duty? Carl or Jeff? Wait, I can't call you
guys by those names - Righty or Lefty - that's better. Hm," he said glancing at the Chronivac, "Why not
both!"
He laid the newly inanimate young men next to the keyboard and started typing. He sighed as he felt the rush
of testosterone through his bloodstream. He felt the heft of his new testes inside his swollen scrotum, and
commented as he adjusted himself, "Four testes mean I need a skoosh more room in my scrotum, and since I've
got two cocks, I'll make one circumcised and one with an intact foreskin and then I can find out once and for
all which is better."
The Jeff clone fitted the socks over each cock, and he frowned, "Jeff's cock is pretty tiny, Carl's was
bigger, but I'm now twice the man either of those guys were," he chuckled as he spoke to himself and typed.
His swollen cocks now stretched each sock out to its full length. He grinned, and felt a bit dizzy. He was
light-headed. He needed to increase his blood supply and stamina. Then he got up and strolled over to Jeff's
bed. He had one hand gripping each sock clad cock. He flopped down on the bed, and glanced over at the NASCAR
poster.
"On your marks, get set, go!" His fists pumped up and down as he masturbated to his own heartbeat. It went
faster and faster.
He felt his nuts tightened and he blew both loads. He wasn't sure if he blew simultaneously or one went before
the other, but they were damn close. He thought about the mechanics, he had increased the size and production
levels of his prostate, but there still was only one, in spite of now have two cocks and four balls. He
wondered if he could cum with only one cock, while pissing with the other or if they had to do the same thing
in tandem. He got up holding the two socks in place on his semi-hard cocks, and headed to the bathroom.
"I'm still pissed at you, Jeff, so Lefty, you're going to see if I can piss in you, while blowing a load in
Carl - I mean Righty," the Jeff clone said stepping into the shower.
Yuck, thought Jeff.
Jeff, is that you? Can you hear me? I didn't think anyone could, but I heard you say "Yuck", can you hear
me?
Carl? Damn, that's a small consolation, I feel so dirty.
Wait until he's done pissing.
Gawd, I hope he washes us afterward. I wish I had washed him now.
Dude, that grody ol' sock is going to be sorry when I get my hands on him.
Really? How are you going to do that?
There's a safety reversion timer built in to all Chronivacs, it defaults.
Unless you select "Permanent."
Dude, Jeff, tell me ya didn't!
I did, but maybe clone boy didn't.
Hm- oh, no not again. Oh, I'm getting hot. I feel -oh oh oh...
Aaargh, pish, Jeff garbled as the hot yellow liquid soaked his very being.
Jeff Clone showered and left his wet socks hanging in the shower to dry. He wrapped a towel around his waist
and headed for the Chronivac. He needed to find a replacement for Carl or re-write reality without a Carl. He
rubbed his chin, and activated the antenna on the Chronivac.
Subjects identified:
Subject One: Sock- Jeff Clone, Age 20, Human Male
Subject Two: Jeff, Lefty- Jeff Sock
Subject Three: Carl, Righty - Carl Sock
Subject Four: Rex, German Shepherd, Age 4, Canine Male
Subject Five: Darwin, Age 67, Human Male
Subject Six: Tony, Age 18, Human Male - grandson of Darwin
Subject Seven: Tia, Age 20, Human Female - granddaughter of Darwin
Subject Eight: Evelyn, Jeff's mother
Subject Nine: Jessica, Age 18, Jeff's sister
Subject Ten: Jesse, Age 18, Jeff's brother
"Oh, looks like Mom and the twins are home," Jeff clone said. He cocked his head, he could hear the garage
door opening. "I guess I'd better get dressed, and see if I pass muster. But first, we need a Carl...."
He glanced at Carl's underwear lying on the floor. Then a couple pings drew his attention to the Chronivac,
two more subjects were in range.