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Part I
Torrie Wilson was in a new chapter of her life. After years of being a WWE Diva, Torrie had retired from the world of professional wrestling. While she enjoyed her time as a minor celebrity, the years of travel, photo shoots, and public appearances had grown tiring. But looking at her, you could never tell. At 38 years old, Torrie still looked like she was in her mid twenties. At 5' "9," she was tall for a woman and athletic. Her long blonde hair, friendly blue eyes, big breasts, and perfectly toned figure screamed "girl next door."
Since her departure from the WWE, Torrie had begun working as a secretary in a law firm and was now three months in. In this Monday through Friday day job, Torrie always had the nights and weekends to herself. She liked the relative peace and quiet of her new work. She didn't mind answering the phone. She didn't mind getting up at seven o'clock in the morning during the work week and greeting people who came in for appointments. She actually liked setting up meetings with clients and filling in Microsoft Excel spreadsheets. It gave her life a sense of order and stability. And most of all, Torrie liked having her free time back. Instead of worrying about flights, road trips, and hotel reservations, Torrie traveled on normal vacations without any stressful deadlines.
In her new job, Torrie had no fear of being recognized. Nobody that worked in her law firm watched wrestling and when people asked her "Have I seen you before on tv?" she would just laugh, smile and politely say, "No, I think you must be thinking of someone else. I just work here." Torrie liked being just another face in the crowd. Signing autographs and talking to fans was stressful. When she worked in the WWE, Torrie always felt badly when she didn't get to sign everyone's posters. At the law firm, she was just Torrie the secretary, and didn't have to worry about getting chased by the media. At her apartment two blocks away from her office, she was just another resident.
Torrie also enjoyed being single. During her time with the WWE, none of her relationships worked out due to her hectic schedule. She got a kick out of going on dates again. The dates were often brief, but she liked the chase. Occasionally, the dates ended in one-night stands and Torrie was always left the guy's house before he woke up in the morning. Torrie didn't feel like being tied down in her recent state of liberation. She wanted to keep her freedom a little bit longer before settling down. And when the time would come, Torrie would easily find a guy. All she had to do was smile at a man at a bar and she would get asked for her number. Until then, Torrie had her vibrator, her guaranteed orgasm that could make her soaking wet in just a few minutes. Torrie was happy overall, the happiest she'd been in a long time.
But this week was different. Torrie was constantly putting clients on hold and switching back and forth between lines to set up meetings. Her boss, Mr. Silverbaum, was preparing for a big case and Torrie had to go through piles of paperwork and organize the files according to date, relation to evidence, and each witness that was going to be cross-examined. For the past four nights, Torrie had gone home exhausted and made herself dinner before collapsing to sleep on her queen sized bed.
Torrie was feeling overwhelmed. The past three months had never been this busy at Mr. Silverbaum's law firm. She didn't have time to kick off her high heels or sandals and use the tennis ball underneath her desk to massage her feet. She didn't have time to watch her favorite television shows when she got home because she was so tired. She didn't have time to read before she went to bed. Torrie couldn't wait for this week to be over. "If I can just make it through today," Torrie said to herself as she quickly typed in another meeting on her computer's up-to-date Microsoft Excel spreadsheet.
"Why the fuck did I come to work today?" Torrie said aloud as she finished typing in the appointment. It was Friday afternoon. With Monday being Columbus day, Torrie was the only person in her lawn firm in the office. Everybody else seemed to have used this Friday as a vacation day.
"Mr. Silverbaum is a real prick," Torrie said aloud. "A big case and he takes a four-day weekend. Once he appears in court on Tuesday, all the heavy lifting will be over."
Sitting at her brown desk, Torrie looked up at the ceiling. It was 2:00 p.m. Only three hours to go until she was off work. But as hard as she tried, Torrie could not seem to focus. After eating lunch just an hour before, all Torrie wanted to do was go sit in the Employees Only lounge, turn on the television, and put her feet up.
"If only there was a way that I could get out of this," Torrie thought to herself as she finished typing in another appointment from her collection of post-it notes in front of her.
Deciding to take a quick break, Torrie got up from her desk and walked into the middle of the office. Although she was the only person at work that day, Torrie still dressed professionally and sported, a black zip-up skirt, black high heels, and a white button-down blouse. Seeing the storage closet in front of her, Torrie decided the she wanted to take a look in. Torrie thought that she could maybe find some chemicals to spill and then call the janitor. That would have given her an excuse to leave early. Instead, Torrie only found some mops, some clorox wipes, and some mostly empty spray bottles of febreeze.
"FUCK!" Torrie yelled as her plan went down the tubes. "There is nothing in there."
Just as she was about to close the door, Torrie looked on the floor of the closet and saw a big red button with a gray case surrounding it. It was a Staples Easy Button. While the white Easy print was a tad blurred, the button was not cracked or broken at all. Torrie bent down and picked up the button with her right hand. Closing the closet door with her left hand, Torrie walked back towards her desk with the Easy Button still in hand.
"A girl can dream, right?" Torrie said, laughing to herself. "I wish I could find a way to relax."
Torrie pressed her thumb down on the Easy Button and kept walking. Stepping closer to her desk, Torrie thought she was going crazy when the button flashed dark red like a traffic light. Suddenly, Torrie felt herself get jerked sideways and the Easy Button fell to the floor.
Catching her balance on a nearby desk, Torrie prevented herself from falling and looked down at the Easy Button.
"Holy shit!" she yelled. "What was that?"
But something was not right as Torrie heard her voice in stereo. Torrie looked straight ahead to find a face identical to her own looking at her from five feet away. This person was dressed in the same black zip-up skirt, black high heels, and white button-down blouse that she was wearing. This woman had the exact same expression of shock as she did. This person WAS her.
"Oh my God!" the two Torries said at once. "Who the hell are you?"
The two Torries stepped towards one another and put their hands out palm first. Their palms came together like reflections in a mirror, except the feeling was now flesh instead of glass.
"I'm Torrie Wilson," both Torries said at the same time, their mouths both dropping in perfect synchronization.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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PostPosted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 1:56 am
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can't wait for this to get to a dozen! very nice set up
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I agree, nice start!!
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Part II
Torrie Wilson was in total disbelief. There before her was another woman who was claiming to be her. "Could this be?" Torrie thought to herself. "Could there really be TWO of me?" This woman was dressed exactly like her, looked exactly like her, and seemed to think the same way. Like most girls, Torrie had watched the Parent Trap and imagined what it would be like if she had a twin. But this was totally different. Her identity was now in question.
Collecting her breath, Torrie saw her duplicate do the exact same thing. Both of these women were breathing heavily. "Wow, she doesn't know what to say either," Torrie thought to herself as she looked at her counterpart. "This is unbelievable." Torrie could still not believe what she was seeing in front of her. A living, breathing person exactly like her in every way. Torrie decided to take the initiative and raise her hand so she could talk first, breaking the mirror symmetry going on between the two women for the last couple of minutes.
"Look, I don't know who you are, but I'm the real Torrie," Torrie said to her duplicate.
Torrie saw a wave of anger shoot across her counterpart's face.
"Oh, I don't think so!" said the other Torrie. "I'm the original and you're just a clone."
"No I'm not!" said the first Torrie. "You're the clone!"
"No, YOU are!" said the second Torrie.
"No, YOU are!" said the first Torrie.
"I'M REAL," said the second Torrie.
"No! I AM!" said the first Torrie.
"UGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" both Torries said at the same time.
"I need to take a break right now in the lounge. YOU can finish up the rest of the office work!" said the second Torrie.
"No, it's ME who needs to take a break. Get to work CLONE!" said the first Torrie.
"WHY WON'T YOU JUST ADMIT YOU ARE FAKE?!?!?!?!?!?!?" both Torries yelled at one another.
Still breathing heavily, both Torries fell into a quick silence, each contemplating their next move. The Torries locked eyes with one another, not wanting to show any signs of weakness. The first Torrie thought of how she could get out of this situation. "There's two of us in here and I need to get into that lounge," she thought to herself. Then it came to her. "There's a lock on the inside of that door," thought Torrie. "I just need to get there before she does."
As she looked at the other Torrie, the first Torrie saw a glow in her duplicate's eyes. "Oh my God," the first Torrie thought to herself. "She has the same idea as me." Both Torries started sprinting to the Employees Only lounge, which was about 50 feet away from them. Equipped with closed blinds on its two windows and a dark brown door, the Employees Only lounge was a place where someone at Torrie's law firm could find solitude if they needed it. There was a television, vending machines, and a gigantic couch adjacent to some love seats. The whole area could seat about 15 people. The perks were highly relevant to each of the Torrie's as they ran towards the lounge as fast as their black high heels could carry them.
The two Torries were neck-and-neck as they dashed towards the Employees Only Lounge. Each Torrie shot the other a menacingly glare as they realized how equally matched they were. Matching one another stride for stride, the Torries raced one another down the middle of their office. Seeing the door in front of her about 10 feet away, the first Torrie grew nervous as she saw her duplicate running right next to her at the exact same pace. "Shit, what if she makes it and I don't?" thought the first Torrie to herself as she ran towards the door. "I need to think fast."
And then it came to her. The first Torrie stopped and screamed as loud as she could. The second Torrie stopped too.
"What is it?" said the second Torrie. "What happened??????"
"Torrie, there's a mouse near your left foot!" said the first Torrie, pointing.
"OH MY GOD!!!!!" said the second Torrie. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
The second Torrie quickly jumped back. Seeing the opportunity in front of her, the first Torrie ran as fast as she could and opened the door to the lounge and swiftly closed it behind her. The first Torrie quickly locked the door and pushed her body up against the door backwards, just in case it wouldn't hold.
By the time the second Torrie realized what was going on, it was too late. Grabbing the doorknob two seconds too late, the second Torrie could only watch as the Employees Only Lounge Door in front of her was locked. Torrie could not believed what had just happened. She had been duped, BY HERSELF.
"Torrie, COME ON!" said the second Torrie as she pounded on the door to the lounge. For one last hurrah, Torrie pounded hard on the door again. She heard nothing but silence inside the door. Trying to control her anger, Torrie breathed deeply and began thinking "You know," she thought to herself. "If I do my work and pretend like this doesn't bother me, that will throw her for a loop." The second Torrie backed away from the door to the lounge and went back to the desk. Hearing the phone ring, she picked it up, sat down in her black swivel chair and said, "Mr. Silverbaum's office. How can I help you?"
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Inside the Employees Only lounge, the first Torrie let out one gigantic sigh of relief. Now that the pounding on the door had come to a stop, Torrie was able to relax. "Oh my god," she thought to herself. "I almost lost to my clone." Seeing the Torrie outside as no longer a threat, the first Torrie quietly unlocked the door. With a gigantic couch just a few feet in front of her, Torrie kicked off her high heels and sat down on the couch. She put her bare feet up on the coffee table in front of her.
Torrie Wilson loved being barefoot almost as much as life itself. The only reason Torrie wore shoes was because they were considered socially acceptable. If there were ever any times to go barefoot, Torrie took full advantage of them. As she went to sit down on the couch, Torrie dragged her feet on the carpet and closed her eyes as the smooth surface rubbed against her soles. Looking at her light blue toenails on the coffee table in front of her, Torrie could not believe that she had been working for so long.
"It feels so good just to relax," Torrie said aloud to herself as she rubbed her feet together. Torrie smiled as she felt the smooth skin on her feet. She picked up the remote and turned on the large flat screen television in front of her. Flipping through the channels, Torrie was able to find a re-run of her favorite program, "Say yes to the dress."
For a split second, Torrie felt bad about her other self. "I didn't mean to hurt her," Torrie said aloud to herself. "I wonder what she's doing."
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Back at her desk, the second Torrie hung up the phone after another long phone call with a client. "My god, that woman wouldn't stop talking," Torrie said aloud to herself. After hearing an elderly woman babble for nearly 10 minutes about insurance fraud, Torrie had no desire to talk to any more people on the phone. Torrie looked at the clock on the bottom right corner of her computer and checked the time it was 2:15 p.m. There were still two hours and forty-five minutes left in her work day. "I wonder what the other Torrie is doing," the second Torrie thought to herself.
Then, a light bulb went off within the second Torrie's mind. "There's no reason I have to do this while she's sitting in there lounging. I'll go relax too," the second Torrie said aloud. "I just need to make another me and make her do it."
Torrie stood up from her desk and walked over to the middle of the office. She picked up the Easy Button that was lying on the floor. Without taking a second to spare, Torrie pressed the red button down and saw a dark red flash.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Post subject: Re: Torrie by the dozen
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good stuff man! Keep it up
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PostPosted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 9:17 am
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Torrie vs Torrie! Not a wrestling fan but she is a rather attractive and solid looking woman! Good pick for a fantasy.
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I like how you're working in the feet angle nice and subtle. And soon to be THREE Torries? Can't wait!
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Part III
The second Torrie braced herself as soon as she pressed the Staples Easy Button. This time, she was ready to be jerked to the side and was able to keep her balance without a desk's help. However, despite knowing full well what was going to happen, Torrie was still shocked at what she saw when she looked ahead. There before her was her exact duplicate, dressed in the same outfit with the white button-down blouse, short black zip-up skirt, and the black high heels. "Oh my god, this thing REALLY does work," thought the second Torrie.
Never shying away from eye contact, the two Torries in the office stared one another down. The second Torrie knew she would have to be really crafty this time in order to outsmart herself and get into the lounge. Raising her hand so she could speak first, the second Torrie walked towards her counterpart. The two Torries in the main office stood inches apart. The second Torrie grabbed her duplicate's hands in her own.
"You know, Torrie. I've been doing some thinking," said the second Torrie.
"Oh yeah?" said the third Torrie, suspiciously. "What about?"
"I was thinking that you are the real Torrie and you deserve a break from work. You should go in the lounge," said the second Torrie.
The third Torrie's face lit up with a smile.
"Really?" said the third Torrie, rubbing her thumbs against the second Torrie's hands. "Aw, that's so sweet of you!"
The second Torrie saw her chance and she took it. Without telegraphing her move, the second Torrie grabbed the wrists of the third Torrie, put her foot out, and then pulled the third Torrie forward. Not expecting the treachery, the third Torrie tumbled onto the floor. Her duplicate now on the ground, the second Torrie raced to the Employees Only lounge door. Sparing no time for a backfire, the second Torrie opened the door, quickly closed it, and locked it from within.
Still in disbelief of what had happened, the third Torrie struggled to her feet as she heard the lounge door, open, close, and lock.
"YOU BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled at the door. "Fuck you!"
The third Torrie couldn't believe it. Once again, she had been double-crossed by herself and left to work while her duplicate relaxed.
"What kind of person am I?" she asked herself out loud. "Oh well, I'll get back to work for 20 minutes and go in the lounge."
The third Torrie collected herself and went back to her desk.
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In the Employees Only lounge, the second Torrie unlocked the door after waiting a minute to see if the struggle was over. She turned away from the door to find the television blaring and the Torrie on the couch staring at her with a wide open mouth. The couch Torrie had kicked off her high heels and had her bare feet placed on the coffee table. This Torrie was watching the second Torrie's favorite show, "Say yes to the dress."
"Ummmmm, what the fuck are you doing?" asked the couch Torrie.
The second Torrie kicked off her heels and began to walk towards the couch, her anger slowly bubbling up inside of her.
"I'm taking a well deserved break, clone," said the second Torrie. "I'm gonna do some relaxing too, bitch."
The couch Torrie gasped at what she had just heard.
"Did I say you could relax, CLONE?" said the couch Torrie. "You have some real nerve coming over here and talking to me like that. Get back to work."
The second Torrie stopped in between the coffee table and the couch. Putting her left foot up on the coffee table, she pushed it forward hard, shoving the couch Torrie's feet off the table.
"Make me, TOOTS!" said the second Torrie. "I'm the real Torrie Wilson."
Catching her balance on the couch, the couch Torrie got up and got right in the face of her duplicate.
"HOW DARE YOU" she yelled at the second Torrie. "I'm the original and what I say goes."
"Keep dreaming, skank!" said the second Torrie. "If you're the real me, then when did I debut in the WWE?"
"1999, CUNT!" said the couch Torrie. "What was my most famous magazine shoot?"
"Oh please, it was Playboy!" said the second Torrie. "What's my favorite ice cream?"
"Cookies n' cream," said the couch Torrie.
"Shit, she's good!" both of the Torries thought to themselves at the same time.
"What's my quickest turn on?" asked the couch Torrie.
"When my neck and breasts are kissed," said the second Torrie.
"Ok, we're BOTH the real Torrie!" the Torries in the lounge said aloud to one another.
The couch Torrie looked at the second Torrie with a puzzled stare.
"Wait, if you are in here, then who is doing the work right now in the office?" the couch Torrie asked.
"Oh, yeah, I made another me. I mean US," said the second Torrie.
"YOU WHAT?!?!?!?!?" said the couch Torrie. "So there are THREE Torries now????"
"Yeah," said the second Torrie. "THREE."
"WOAH," both of the Torries said at the same time. "I'm a triplet now!"
They both giggled at the remark.
The second Torrie gave a suspicious stare to the couch Torrie.
"So we have the same memories....." said the second Torrie.
"....but do we have the same body?" the couch Torrie finished.
Without saying a word to one another the two Torries in the lounge stripped off their white button-down blouses, took off their white bras, and dropped down their white panties and flicked them onto the couch with their feet. The Torries began to look at one another up and down, sizing up every single detail.
First, the Torries examined their feet. They both had the same light blue nail polish on. The Torries even had the same freckle on their right foot. The Torries both lifted up their left soles so the other could see. The bottoms of their feet were both soft and lightly colored compared to the tops of their tanned feet.
Next, the Torries examined their legs. The Torries had the exact same brown legs with same tan lines by the thighs. The Torries were both equally shaved on their legs. The Torries were in awe of how equally toned their leg muscles were. Each Torrie felt like she was looking directly into the mirror, except this mirror could move and think exactly like she did.
The two Torries then examined one another's vaginas. They both had the same shaved pussy that was perfectly formed. Looking at herself through the eyes of another person, each Torrie could now see why men got hard the instant she dropped her pants. "No wonder I got so much fan mail back in the day," they both thought.
After seeing their identical belly buttons and abs, the Torries finally came to the breasts. Each Torrie had the same big breasts that had tan lines around the bra area. But each of the Torries also noticed something else. By the time they both realized it, each Torrie's breasts were erect. As if moving in on instinct, the two Torries moved closer together and pressed their breasts together. The Torries gasped at the erotic impact.
Suddenly, the two Torries found their faces leaning in towards one another. The Torries felt their lips press against one another and began furiously making out. Each Torrie was amazed at how perfect her duplicate could kiss. For the next ten minutes, the two Torries made out with one another and felt each other's breasts. Then, realizing what they were doing, the two Torries quickly pulled apart from one another.
"What the fuck was that?!??!?!?" they both said at the same time.
"That's like INCEST!" they both said again.
"And you liked it!" they both said once more. "NO, I DIDN'T! YOU DID!"
"Okay!" they both said at once. "Let's put our clothes back on."
The two Torries put their clothes back on. During the re-dressing, each Torrie could have sworn that she saw her duplicate take a peek at her while she was changing. After they were dressed again, both of the Torries sat back down on the couch, the couch Torrie from before taking her original spot on the far right side of the couch and the second Torrie sitting a couple inches next to her on her left.
"We shouldn't make out....," said the second Torrie.
"...but we can be besties," said the couch Torrie.
The two Torries in the lounge slowly put their feet up on the coffee table and began playing footsie as they watched another episode of "Say yes to the dress." Five minutes later, the two Torries heard the door open as the third Torrie walked into the lounge and closed the door behind her. The third Torrie kicked off her black high heels and began to walk towards the couch.
"Hey, what do you think you are doing?" said the initial couch Torrie.
The third Torrie sat down next to the second Torrie, just a few inches away on her left.
"Taking a break with two clones, what does it look like?" said the third Torrie.
"I never said you could take a break," said the first Torrie.
"Who the fuck said I needed your permission, bitch!" said the third Torrie.
"Oh come on, Torrie!" said the second Torrie, turning towards the first Torrie. "She deserves a rest. You never even had to work after you pressed the Easy Button."
"She WHAT?!?!?!" said the third Torrie.
The second Torrie turned and faced the third Torrie. The two began to look at one another deviously.
"Yeah she...." said the second Torrie.
"......HMMMMMM!" said the second and third Torries at once.
The second and third Torries looked towards the first Torrie, who was looking more and more nervous.
"Wait, wait, wait," said the first Torrie. "Torries, MES. No!
The second and third Torries hopped up from the couch. Each of them grabbed the first Torries feet and began tickling them. The first Torrie burst into laughter as the two other Torries tickled her feet. She tried to kick as hard as she could, but the other two Torries had a firm grip on her feet and were tickling her mercilessly up and down her soles.
"STOPPPPPP!!!!! HAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!!!! TORRIESSSSS!" said the first Torrie.
"Not until you agree to go work out in the office for at least 20 minutes," said the two other Torries.
"THAT'S NOT FAIR!!!! HAHAHA!!! HAHAHA!!!" said the first Torrie.
"Then we won't stop," said the other two Torries.
"I'M GONNA PISS MYSELF!!!!!!!!!" said the first Torrie, who was also feeling a different kind of wetness in her panties. "OKKKKK. OKKKKK. I'll DO IT."
The two other Torries let go of the first Torrie's feet and sat back down on the couch. The first Torrie put her high heels back on and went to the door of the lounge, opened it, closed it, and went back out into the main office.
On the couch the two remaining Torries put their feet back up on the table.
"Footsie, Torrie?" asked the second Torrie, rubbing her feet against her duplicates.
"Why of course, Torrie," said the third Torrie as she returned the favor.
"Your feet are pretty," said the second Torrie.
"No, YOURS are," said the third Torrie.
"No, YOURS are," said the second Torrie.
"No, YOURS are," said the third Torrie.
Both Torries broke into a fit of laughter as they watched the television and kept playing footsie.
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Back in the main office, the first Torrie had grown bored of her desk after 10 minutes. "It's 3:25 and I have no desire to do this anymore," she said aloud. "And those cunts are in there watching MY show. Fucking clones. This was supposed to be my way out of work."
Torrie heard the phone ring and answered it, "Mr. Silverbaum's office. How may I help you?" After taking down another appointment time, Torrie typed it into the Excel spreadsheet. As soon as she was finished, an idea flickered into her mind. Torrie wanted to get back at her two other selves and she knew just how.
"I'm gonna bring some backup," said the first Torrie as she got up from her desk. She walked towards the middle of the office and picked up the Staples Easy Button on the floor. She pressed down on the red button three times, seeing it flash dark red thrice over. Torrie gasped as she braced herself to be jerked aside.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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