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Adults only, please, this is erotica after all. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Body Double by GenericJoe Chapter 3: On Being Two Places At Once Allie hiked back from her gym class. She was all sweaty and achy, but the aches weren't all from gym class. She smiled to herself as she thought of her other self, Lisa, waiting back in the dorm room. She'd taken the Chemistry class this morning, while Allie had gotten to sleep in a little while longer. This was working really well, she realized. She'd taken two classes yesterday, and so had Lisa. And so long as they stuck to the same classes from here on out, it wouldn't be too confusing for the other people in her class. It wouldn't be too confusing for them, because they'd be able to merge and share the information. Allie felt her nipples harden just a little as she thought of Lisa back in the dorm room. "I hope she needs to take a shower," she thought to herself, then sent Lisa the thought. came the response. Allie smiled to herself, looking forward to it, and to the joining. It wasn't that it was sexual -- it was more than that. It was like they always told you it was supposed to be, the joining into one person in the act of sex, but instead of just coming close, they actually *did*. They were one person, if they wanted to be. And because of that they each knew what the other wanted in intimate detail. And because of *that* they had spent a lot of time in bed. Their roommate, Cheryl, had raised her eyebrow at that, thinking they were sisters, but she hadn't said anything. Not yet, at least. They'd have to come up with some way to diffuse that later, but for now, Lisa awaited her. Allie picked up her pace and headed for the dorm. Cheryl was the least of their worries, anyway. The big football game was only four days away, and they needed to figure out how they were going to deal with Nate and Chet, both of whom wanted her to go out with them this weekend. Allie thought to herlover came the wry response. But Allie was pretty confident they could deal with that issue as well. They were a pretty tough team to break up. The past couple of days of schoolwork had shown that. They were done in less than half the time, since while one was in class, the other could be doing assignments, or resting. Of course, there had been problems. They ate twice as much as a single person. That had been solved, at least a little, when Lisa had realized she could take some food out of the cafeteria. Allie made a mental note to do that at Lunch today, while Lisa was in class. she thought. came the reply. Allie went inside and climbed the stairs to the third floor apartment. There was an elevator, but she needed the exercise -- even if she had just come back from that stupid PE class. When she got to the top of the stairs, she was even more hot and sweaty. "At least the dorm is air conditioned," she thought to herself as she fanned herself with her shirt. That was one advantage of being in the "nerd dorm" as her roommate called it. She walked to her door, feeling her connection calling to her like a beacon. There was no doubt it was stronger as the two got closer. Allie thought she could probably track her other self through the beacon. Definitely if they were close enough. As she approached the door, it swung open, and Lisa stood there, smiling at her. Lisa raised her right arm palm outward -- their sign for desire to join. Allie raised her left, and placed it against her other self, and they became Alyson, for just a moment. Memories merged, classwork knowledge and experience twined together, and Alyson saw both halves, and integrated it into one whole: Chemistry class with Lisa, PE with Allie, and the opposite: sleeping in for Allie, and Lisa being flirted with by their roommate. Two different experiences, melded into one. Alyson opened her eyes -- both sets, and looked out of them. She was slowly getting used to the idea of having two bodies, of being in two places at once. She had her selves move apart, hands slowly lowering. It was hard to move, her mind wasn't equipped to move two bodies separately, but she was learning. Once her bodies were no longer touching, the strain of maintaining her self as one entity was extremely hard, but she pressed. It was a test, and she seemed to be getting better and better at it as she tried. Finally she closed her eyes, and split back into two: Allie and Lisa. Lisa looked at her other self, standing in the doorway. "Come on, Allie," she said. "Time for your shower." - o - Lisa walked to the Braddock building, the warm glow of recent sex and a shower lifting her steps. She was happy and satisfied, and really relaxed -- plus half her schoolwork was being done by someone else. She already had more free time than she knew what to do with. Of course, Cheryl, their roommate, had made some suggestions earlier that morning. Lisa wasn't quite ready to think about the ramifications of that, though. Lisa walked down the stairs to the basement entrance of the science building. She hadn't been there since Saturday morning when she had "awakened." She had memories of being here before, but something deep in her gut told her she was coming back to her birth place for the first time. Oh, she'd been upstairs that morning, in the auditorium where the Chemistry class was held, but she'd come in by a different door, and hadn't entered the basement. Nor had she dared, just in case Nate was there -- she was trying to avoid him. She didn't have a choice right now. The whole thing was a bit surreal, the way her memory of waking up in an empty hall had been, and standing at the door, now. Of course, it was odd -- but not eerie -- because the hall instead of being quiet and dark, was well lit and had the hustle and bustle of a lot of students, all trying to find their classrooms in time. Lisa looked around quickly for Nate. She really didn't want to see him right now. They'd had that fight Saturday morning, and he didn't know of her existance, as a clone created with his nanites. And they weren't ready to explain *that* to him yet, if ever. She was even "disguised" as Allie -- she had on loose clothing, so that she looked more like the Allie he remembered, but her hair was a lot shorter. It *was* growing in at a phenomenal rate, except where she had started shaving it. She smiled at herself about that. Allie was thinking about the same modification. Still her hair was growing *really* fast. At this rate, she might have a real haircut in a week or two. She had thought about wearing a hat -- to cover the still too short hair, but that would have been unlike her. Allie responded. Lisa chuckled to herself, and Lisa one more time, and not seeing anyone who would recognize her, she walked quickly for her classroom. Just as she arrived at the door to the classroom, she heard a voice, "Alyson...?" Lisa turned, and saw Karen, Nate's team member and friend. "Hi Karen," she said. she sent to Allie. "I heard things went well with you and Nate," Karen said, trying to draw her out. "They went OK, we're going out again this weekend." "He said he showed you the nanites, he doesn't do that for just anybody." "Yeah, he did, it looks wonderful. That's what I'm interested in, you know." "Really," Karen said. Lisa felt Karen's intense gaze on her. "He said you actually tried an experiment." "We did, it didn't work out," Lisa responded. She edged towards the door of the lab, trying to escape this turn of the conversation. "Oh," she said. "What did you try?" "Blood." "And what happened?" "It turned all green and icky by the time I got there the next morning." "Did you save any of it?" "Why?" "Because I wrote the code for the nanites' neural network, and I wanted to look at it." Karen smiled. "You know to see what they learned, or if they learned something wrong." "Oh. I'm sorry. It was such a mess...." "That's OK. We'll probably duplicate it, eventually, and try again." "Oh, NO!" Lisa said. "What?" Karen asked. "No, I mean.... it was just such a mess. Maybe you should try something simpler first." "We will. But we have human blood on schedule for later in the semester anyway." Karen shrugged. "We're all planning to go to the game this weekend, hope you can come." "That'd be great," Lisa said. "Great!" Karen said. "See you then. Neat haircut by the way." "Thanks..." Lisa said. "I've really got to get to class." "Go on," Karen said, smiling and shooing Lisa with her hands. "Don't let me keep you." Lisa slipped into the laboratory, and took a deep sigh. - o - Allie looked out across the cafeteria tables, searching for Nate. He wasn't in the main dining area, so she wandered, and found him in a small back room, at one of the smaller tables. He waved to her, motioning for her to sit. Allie set her tray down across from him, and sat down. "You wanted to talk to me?" "Yeah," he said. "I wanted to apologize for being such a bear Saturday morning." "It's OK," she said. "I was a bit frazzled myself." He nodded, and took a bite out of a dinner roll. "Well, I'm still sorry. I can be a bit of a bear in the morning, if I don't get my beauty sleep, and I *had* been kept up by this beautiful woman the night before." Allie laughed, "OK, Nate. Apology accepted." She took her fork in hand, and twirled her spaghetti around. "You're supposed to use a spoon when you do that." Allie just looked at him. "Let me show you." He took her spoon, and fork, and twirled the spaghetti up against the spoon. "This way you catch it all. No loose ends." "And now you're Miss Manners?" He blushed. "I guess I'm just good at making an ass out of myself." He put her silverware down, and returned to his casserole. They ate in silence for a few minutes. Allie watched him eat the mystery casserole, and sighed. He was cute, and good in bed. "I don't see how you can eat that," she said. "I may not have the best manners, but at least I'll be alive after dinner." Nate looked up at her and laughed. "What? It's better than my mother's cooking." He took a big bite smiling at her as he chewed. "She must be a really *bad* cook, then." Nate laughed, nearly choking on the casserole. With difficulty he swallowed. "She is, Allie, believe me, she is. Friends again?" "Yeah," she said. "Friends." He smiled, and took another bite of the casserole. "So," Allie asked, "why nanotechnology?" "Because of the potential benefit." "Like cloning blood cells?" "Yes. If we can get it to work. But that's not all. I know that nanotechnology is also really dangerous. Think about the nanites we have now. What if they were programmed to just destroy the cells. They could kill people, plants, whatever in no time." "So why advance the science then?" "Because it will be. Advanced I mean. Someone will do it. This way, at least, I'm there, and can try to control it. Or at least help direct the research." "I understand that. It's a different reason than any I'd heard before." "Why are you interested in it, then?" "Because it's new. It's cutting edge. It's *exciting*, you know. Adventurous. When I was a little girl, I used to go exploring in the woods near my home. Now, I'm exploring the terrain of science. And unlike that forest at home, I'll be going somewhere completely new." Nate smiled at her. "You're so much like my Dad was." "Was? I'm sorry..." "No, it's ok. He died when I was young. He was a biochemist. He loved the labwork, the experimentation. But some of his inventions got out of his control. A nerve drug he developed got picked up by the military -- as a neurotoxin." "Oh..." she said, understanding. "He never got to do anything about it," Nate said. "Heart attack when I was 12. So, I've always thought, maybe I'd create something better, something that could balance the damage Dad did." Allie put her hand over his, interlocking her fingers with his. "I think that's really something special, Nate." "Thanks, Allie." She just smiled at him. Maybe he wasn't so bad, after all. Maybe he was even better than that. - o - Lisa stretched, and looked over her French homework one more time. Thursday was her relaxing day -- only one class, Chemistry, and that in the morning. Allie had taken the afternoon Biology lab, since she was taking the Biology class. Not that it mattered, really, but since it was the same people in the class and lab, it seemed prudent. But now it was 2 o'clock, and she was done with all her homework. There might be a little more work tomorrow, but for once, her weekend looked completely clear. "It will probably keep being like that," she thought to herself. Lisa thought at Allie. Lisa closed her eyes, and linked with her other self, and felt Allie take a deep breath. The faint smell of formaldehyde came through, along with Allie's own scent. Lisa said, and slid her hand inside her shirt, and tweaked her nipple. came Allie's response. Lisa chuckled to herself, Lisa felt the link dissolve, and then turned in her chair. What to do now? She looked over the books that Allie had brought home from the library last night, grabbed one and walked out into the common area. Lisa curled up on the chair and started reading her book. It wasn't long before Cheryl came busting through their door, angry, with a full head of steam. "Damn Trevor and the horse he rode in on!" she exclaimed as she walked through he door. Lisa looked up from her book at her beautiful blonde roommate. "What did he do this time?" she asked. "He stood me up!" Cheryl said, exasperated. "We were supposed to meet at his lab after lunch, and the whole place was locked up and he was nowhere to be found." "Sorry, Cheryl." "Oh, don't worry, Lisa. It's not the first time, it won't be the last. I'll just make sure and make him wait the next time. Did Allie tell you about all the other stuff he's done?" "She told me most of it," Lisa said. "You guys share a lot don't you?" Cheryl said, sitting down on the couch next with Lisa. Lisa pulled her feet back to give the blonde woman space. "Yes we share most thing. Twins are like that," Lisa said. She hated relying on the whole "twin mystique" but it did help smooth over parts of their cover story. "I'd noticed," Cheryl said, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "You guys always sleep together." Cheryl moved a little closer to Lisa's end of the couch. "Yes.." Lisa said, pulling her feet back further. "And I heard the noises coming out of there the other night." "Oh." Lisa said. Cheryl had been there? She thought that their roommate had been out, with Trevor. "Yeah, I got back early from my date with Trevor. I guess it's true what they say about twins." She inched a little closer. "What is that?" Lisa asked. She liked Cheryl, in fact since the experiment, she'd found herself becoming attracted to her roommate. Cheryl had even flirted with her the other day. But what was up with her now? Lisa felt off center and on the spot. "You know," Cheryl said, reaching out and touching Lisa's bare ankle. "They say twins experiment with each other." Cheryl moved her hand up and down Lisa's calf. It felt good. "How they are so close that they are lovers like no one else can ever be for them." Lisa turned on the couch, moving into a normal sitting position, and looked at the other woman. "What are you suggesting?" "Nothing! That's not what I meant...." Cheryl stood up, and walked into the kitchen, and got a glass of water. "I just meant... " she bit her lip, paused. Then the words just sort of rushed out of her. "That it seemed you might be bisexual. Especially since I overheard ya'll the other day. And you're cute, and Trevor stood me up..." Cheryl sat down next to the other woman. "So what you're saying is, you're all hot and bothered, and you're hitting on me?" Cheryl seemed to sink into herself. Lisa couldn't remember ever seeing her roommate quite so defeated. "Dammit," Cheryl said, "I'm not doing this right." Lisa turned to face the other woman, and tucked her left leg under her right. Cheryl really was beautiful. And there *was* something about her. Something intriguing and just plain *sexual*. She reached out and put her hand on the other woman's shoulder. "Why don't you try slowing down, and telling me what's on your mind?" Lisa watched as Cheryl closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. "When did I become the confident one, sexually?" Lisa thought to herself. Cheryl was obviously nervous about it, but had never been that way before, and never with Trevor. Cheryl opened her eyes and looked right back at Lisa. "I think you are really attractive. Would you... would you kiss me?" Lisa eyed her roommate. Cheryl's blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulder. She was wearing a loose T-shirt and a pair of boxers -- her normal "around the dorm clothing." Her breaths were short and quick. Cheryl's lips were red, and full and kissable. Her eyes, downcast. Lisa reached out to the other woman, and pulled her chin up. Was this where she wanted to go? Why not? Wasn't it an adventure? Wasn't that what she'd been telling Nate she wanted? Lisa leaned towards the other woman. Cheryl's lips parted moments before Lisa met her with hers. And Lisa kissed another woman -- a truly other woman -- for the first time. The blonde's lips were soft and warm, and yielding. They kissed again, and then again, and Lisa parted Cheryl's lips with her tongue. Their tongues touched, playing against each other. Lisa slid her hand through the blonde's hair, pulling the other woman to her, closer, even while she pressed against her. Cheryl leaned back on the couch, and Lisa followed, their lips touching, kissing, tongues sliding in and out. When Cheryl was lying flat on the couch, Lisa, propped above her broke the kiss. Cheryl looked up at her, and said, "Wow." Lisa smiled. "You liked that?" Cheryl whispered, "Yes," and reached up to Lisa, and pulled her head back down to her lips. Lisa ran her hands up and down the blonde woman's side, caressing her through her clothes. She slid her hand down, and under the T-shirt, pushing it up, and uncovering the other woman's breasts. Lisa cupped a breast with one hand and continued kissing the blonde. She caressed and played with Cheryl's nipple in time to her kisses. Cheryl moaned into their kiss, and Lisa felt her nipple stiffen in her hand. Then she broke the kiss, and lowered her mouth to Cheryl's neglected breast. Cheryl let out an audible sigh, and wrapped her fingers around Lisa's head, running her fingers through Lisa's short hair. Lisa pulled up, and looked down at her roommate. She wriggled her nose and smiled at the obviously aroused woman. "You liked that, I know." she said, coyly. "Yes..." Cheryl said. "Let's go to your room; this couch is too small." "I'd *definitely* like that!" They stood up, and Cheryl led the way to her room, pulling her T-shirt off as she walked. When they got to the room, she slid her boxers off. Lisa followed suit, shedding her clothes, and leaving them in a pile by the door. Lisa felt a thrill pass through her, as she looked at her blonde roommate. She was beautiful, from her perfectly rounded breasts which seemed to need no support, to the gentle tufts of curly blonde pubic hair. But that wasn't just it. It was the excitement, the excitement of being with a woman for the first time. Not really the first time, since she'd been with Allie -- but that was different, fundamentally. Lisa felt little shocks in her pussy, and felt her nipples harden at the idea. "I guess I really am bisexual," she thought to herself. Lisa walked to her roommate, who was still standing in front of her, and pulled her into a warm embrace. Cheryl was a little taller, so Lisa looked up in her eyes, and parted her lips. Cheryl bent down to her, and kissed her tenderly, then again. Then she turned her head and gave a deeper kiss. Lisa melted into her arms, feeling her breasts press against Cheryl's, and feeling the excitement pass through her whole body. Cheryl broke the kiss, finally, and shook her head. "God, woman, you can kiss," she whispered. Lisa smiled, "You aren't half bad yourself, I'm feeling weak in my knees." "Then I think you should lie down, sweetie." "You first," Lisa said. "There are some more parts of you I want to kiss, first." Cheryl groaned deep in her throat, and lay down on her bed. Lisa sat down on the bed, next to her, and put her hands through the blonde's lush hair. Lisa kissed the blonde's forehead, then her nose, then her lips, pausing only briefly to continue a long, deep kiss. Lisa moved down, throat, chest, then between Cheryl's breasts. Lisa brought her hands up, and gently tweaked the blonde's nipples, as she cupped Cheryl's breasts in her hands. Lisa again lowered her lips between the breasts, feeling the soft flesh against her cheeks. Cheryl moaned, her head swaying back and forth. Lisa smiled to herself, and climbed over the other woman, sliding her legs between her roommate's open legs. Lisa started kissing down Cheryl's body, pausing at her belly button, driving her tongue deep into it. Cheryl gasped out at the sensations her roommate's clone was giving her. Encouraged, Lisa moved further down the blonde's beautiful body. Lisa paused at the edge of Cheryl's pubic hair, and began to kiss around the edges. Cheryl responded, widening and lifting her legs to give Lisa better access. Lisa turned, and planted short, tender kisses along the inside of Cheryl's thigh. Then she ran her tongue down the other thigh, from knee to where it joined Cheryl's body. "Yes..." Cheryl sighed. "Do it..." Lisa spread Cheryl's lips wide, and licked from bottom to top -- it was so different from Allie's. She quickly found Cheryl's large clit with her tongue, and began circling it with her tongue, playfully flicking it with her tongue. Cheryl cried out, "Oh my god! That's the spot" and wrapped her fingers around Lisa's head, pulling her closer in. Lisa reached up with her hands and began playing with Cheryl's nipples in time to the flutters of her tongue over the blonde's wet pussy. Cheryl began breathing faster, in short gasps, her hips began pressing forward into Lisa's mouth. "Oh, oh oh oh," Cheryl sighed, "that's it! Do that!" Lisa sped up, pressing harder with her tongue, and squeezing Cheryl's nipples harder, until Cheryl cried out in orgasm. Lisa lifted up and looked at her roommate, whose soft hair was disheveled and wet from sweat. She smiled up at her, and licked her lips, to get more of the blonde's sweet flavor. "Did you like that, Cheryl?" "Did I *like* it? Hell, I loved it! I think it's time for *you* to lie back and relax." Lisa smiled, and climbed up the bed to lie next to her roommate. Cheryl turned on her side, and kissed the brunette. Lisa lay back on her back, as Cheryl lowered her mouth to Lisa's breast. The blonde's tongue flicked against her nipple, and Lisa felt Cheryl's hand between her legs, parting her nether lips, sliding between them. Cheryl nipped at her nipple, teasing it into hardness, even as her middle finger pressed against Lisa's clit. "Oh, that's it," Lisa said. Cheryl lifted off her breast then, and looked at her. "That's your little button, eh? That's your spot." She wiggled her finger, pressing against it. Lisa cried out, it felt so good. "Yess..." "Good." Cheryl slid her hand over Lisa's mound. "I like that you shave. It's so smooth." "I'm glad you like it." "And there's no hair in the way." Lisa chuckled. "There is that." "Does Allie shave, too?" "Not yet, but she will." Cheryl laughed, and slid down the brunette's body. Cheryl slid two fingers between Lisa's lips, and slowly slid them inside her pussy. Lisa gasped out loud as she felt Cheryl's fingers inside. Cheryl pulled them out, and licked the juices off her fingers. "You taste pretty good," she said. "You should try it directly, instead of off your fingers." "I could do that." Cheryl slid her fingers back into Lisa's pussy. Then she lowered her tongue down between the brunette's lips, and found her clit. Then she began wiggling her fingers against Lisa's lips. Lisa gasped -- whatever Cheryl was doing was like wildfire, sending shocks throughout her body. Cheryl then started playing with her clit, sucking on it, licking it, playing with it. All the while doing that *thing* with her finger. God, what was that? Lisa began thrusting her hips against those fingers trying to get more of them. Cheryl responded by speeding up, quickening the pace. "Oh, god," Lisa moaned. She brought her hands to her nipples and began playing with them herself. Between that and what Cheryl was doing, it was driving her wild. She could feel it building inside her, growing stronger and stronger with each minute. Cheryl would build her up, and then back off just a bit, and let her cool down, then she'd build her up again. Each time, she'd bring her just shy of orgasm, and then she'd back away. She was close, and she knew it. Cheryl slipped another finger inside her, and began thrusting and twitching her fingers in time to her licks with her tongue. This threw Lisa over the edge, and her orgasm which had been building finally exploded all through her body like a bright white light. - o - Allie dropped the scalpel into the dissecting tray as one of the most powerful orgasms she'd ever felt washed over her. She grabbed the sides of the lab table as she felt it travel through her, and her knees weakened. Alex, her lab partner, looked at her. "Are you OK?" he asked. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," she responded. "You're all flushed," he said. "Are you sure?" "Yes. I just need some air." She walked -- almost wobbled out of the lab, and shut the door behind her. she sent to her other self. Lisa sent back. Lisa sent back, lightheartedly. Allie sent. Lisa sent back. Allie gathered herself together, and returned to the lab. Allie was so flustered, that she didn't even notice that Karen was staring at her from down the hallway as she was walking from the bathroom back to Nate's laboratory. Allie didn't even hear Karen as she whispered to herself, "Nice hair... Nice *long* hair." -------------------------------------------------------------- (c)2000 GenericJoe Did you like this story? Do you want more? Join my mailinglist! http://www.egroups.com/group/genericjoe -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+