Duplicates

“Guys, come on!” said Jeff, “Wake up!”

“Dude,” said Tom, rolling over onto his back, “Can’t you let us just sleep in for once?”

“Seriously,” said Luke, “I didn’t get home until like 4am last night because you wanted me to go out to that party for you.”

“OK, fine,” said Jeff, “Luke, you can sleep in a little bit. What’s your excuse, Tom? I need you to go to my 9 o’clock class and take that test for me today. I didn’t give you these suits so you could just lay around all day! If you can’t handle it, then you can take it off right now and I’ll find somebody else to be my assistant!”

“All right, all right,” said Tom, stretching out, “I’ll go to your class for you today.”

He had to admit, it was nice waking up in a duplicate of Jeff’s slim, toned body instead of his usual fat, flabby one.

“That’s more like it,” said Jeff, “And hey – if you do good on the test, maybe I’ll let you go on that date I’m supposed to go on tonight. I don’t really want to go, anyhow. This guy’s starting to bore me, but I bet you could at least get a good fuck out of it.”

“Gee, thanks,” said Tom.

“Careful, Tom,” said Jeff, “I meant what I said about finding another assistant. If you don’t want to do this any more, then I’m sure there are tons of guys lined up waiting to take your place!”