If Mark could make an endless amount of clones, the entire volleyball team would be having a huge sexy orgy on the court. As he watched from within Mary Schumer’s body, he couldn’t help smiling at the imaginary scenario. Quickly shaking his head, he focused on what WAS possible. After all, he had six hot teenage girls who had already had a bit of an orgy sweating and playing volleyball in front of him. The power wasn’t all-powerful, but it was far more than anyone could normally imagine having. The urge to grab his own tits and rub his crotch was hard to ignore. It was only because Mark had done so much with so many girls he could resist.
His clones sometimes had problems.
“Amanda!” Mark called out. “Quit showboating for the guys. Just focus on playing. You’re barely jumping!”
“Hehe, sorry coach!” Amanda called out, turning away from some of the guys. It was well known that guys came in to peek at the girls, specifically Amanda and Heather, the girls with the biggest tits. Though most of the girls get leered at. The outfits were the real reason, with simple volleyball t-shirts and short sport shorts.
Not short enough and Mark was already planning how to get even tighter uniforms. He was going to be at this school for a while living with the Gatelys.
“Amanda, get your head in the game!” Britney called out, but when she turned around away from the second stringers, she winked at her.
“Didn’t we lose once last year because we thought we had the game in the bag.” The muscular black girl Alyssa sighed, still trying to hide the cum leaking out of her crotch. Acting serious, the clone in her was trying to be the boring girl. It was good Mark finally allowed her to cut loose with that body of hers.
“Come on, Amanda.” Heather sighed. “Practice is almost over.”
“Actually, I feel it’s fine to call it now.” Mark declared from Mary’s body. “Good job girls… except Amanda.” Most of the other girls laughed at the joke as Amanda crossed her arms under her large tits. “Hit the showers. Amanda, after you’re done, come and join me.”
“Fine, coach.” Amanda moaned as Heather patted her back.
“Katie, I need to talk to you before you shower.” Mark added. “Come to my office.”
“Okay, coach.” Katie nodded.
“Ooo, someones’ in trouble.” Another girl on the team teased and Katie brushed her off.
The girls headed to the locker room to change and shower, while the boys in the gym left because the fun was over. None of them were stupid, pervy, or capable of spying on the girls there. Except Mark, who didn’t need to go in there yet. He could do that anytime. Instead, he gestured to Katie to follow him into the attached office.
“So what do you need me for… boss.” The clone in Katie asked with a grin when the door was shut and locked.
“Oh, I was planning to take some pictures and get all the addresses of the girls on the team.” Mark replied, groping his chest. Mary was a former Volleyball player and had some great tits of her own. He then started to zip open the track suit. “Phew…. Needed to let these babies breathe a bit.”
“Why did you need me?” Katie asked, confused. “I could be in the locker room drooling over the other sluts.”
“I need someone to pleasure me while I get out all those stupid files.” Mark rolled his eyes and pointed to his crotch.
“Want me to step on you?” Katie winked at him, remembering the joke from earlier about her height. “Amanda wanted it.”
“Later, we don’t have much time before some of those other girls come to say goodbye. The office isn’t completely soundproof, so we can't make too much noise.” Full access to the host’s memories really helped Mark a lot. While he didn’t care about most of the hosts, he couldn’t ruin their lives if he wanted to keep them around a bit.
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