We're currently working on cloning Shiela a few thousand times. We'll call the clone army the Cum Guzzling Good Girl Growler Commandos
I have a hard enough time putting up with myself, we would kill each other.
Then we'd have to scatter the clones all across the country, far enough from each other so they don't start having turf wars over dicks
I'm feeling like there's a story in this...
The two Growler Commandos faced each other across the wide mud moat intended to keep them separated. Neither of them had deep-throated a big dick, or been choked, spanked, or fucked hard in the ass for days. Their nerves were frazzled.
"YOU!" screamed Growler Commando 248.
"YOU!" shrieked Growler Commando 517.
At the same instant, they dove into the mud separating them and tore for each other like the rabid bitches they were.
(To be continued?)