Four of Them

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Claire had been nervous on the bus, but now that she was walking up to Liv's door, her heart felt like it was going to beat right out of her chest.

She'd met Liv a couple of months ago, and since then they'd been on four dates, which had caused Claire to fall madly in love with her. Liv was big, strong, smart, funny, beautiful, and doting. Everything Claire had ever wanted in a girlfriend, and she was trying her best to be normal about it. "Trying" being the operative word.

Liv could also be a little forgetful at times, but whomst among us? Claire could put up with forgetful for all the rest.

The door sprung open moments after she knocked, and Liv greeted her with a big nervous smile. She looked even more on edge than Claire, which she'd just assumed was because a home date had some implications, and Liv always wanted everything to be perfect for Claire.

She was ushered into to the lounge, and took a seat on one of the big couches, Liv sitting down next to her, even more nervous than before.

"Everything okay?" asked Claire, concern growing. She hadn't known Liv that long, but she already knew this level of nerves was way out of character.

"Well..." said Liv, "I uhh... I have something I need to tell you..."

Claire placed her hand on one of Liv's and gave her a concerned smile.

"I've been lying about something... Well maybe not lying? Lying through omission I guess?" she continued, looking like a puppy that knew it'd done something wrong, and was just waiting for you see what it was.

"Okay..." said Claire, very much not sure where this was going.

"I think it'd be easier to show you."

Moments later someone walked into the lounge. She was just as big as Liv– Wait, she looked just like Liv, and she had an incredibly sheepish look on her face. Before Claire could say anything, another Liv-alike walked through the door, and then another.

Claire took a moment to process what she was seeing, then still confused, hazarded "You're quadruplets?"

The Liv on the couch shook her head, and said "We're all the same person. We're all me, us, Liv."

Claire just sat, staring in confusion, so couch Liv continued, "About 2 years ago, we went out to do some errands, and there was that massive storm. Maybe you remember it?"

Claire nodded. She did remember, it'd been bucketing down, thunder and lightning nearly all day, the power went in and out throughout the whole city.

"Well, we had a lot to do that day, so we had to go out." continued Liv, "We had things to do all over town, and about an hour in there was a big flash, and we woke up in hospital. Well, hospitals. From what we could tell we'd all picked something different to do first, and so we ended up in different parts of town, then some quantum multiverse shenanigans must have happened, because here we are."

Claire wasn't saying anything, so Liv went on, "All a bit of a surprise when the second of us got home, hearing the the keys in the lock. Living alone and all. Anyway, we're sorry for the deceit, but well, we can't exactly lead with 'Well, actually there's four of us', and we all wanted to meet you... So we took a date each."

"So... You're all the same person?" asked Claire, bewildered, and feeling like she was still at the start of the conversation.

They all nodded.

"I... How– I just find that hard to believe."

"Understandable." said the Liv sitting next to her, "Not much we can really do to prove it I guess? We do all have the same birthmark, if you want to see them?"

Claire gave a slow nod, and they all turned around, and pull down the collars on their shirts to reveal a birthmark. They all looked identical from where Claire was sitting, so she got up and examined them closer. All of them did in fact look identical, and they didn't look like tattoos either.

After a few seconds of silence, one of the Livs that had come in later said, "We understand this is a lot, and that you might not believe us. So we'll call you a cab so you can go home and think about it, and if we never hear from you again, we'll understand."

Claire looked around, still unsure of what was going on here. Maybe she was dreaming? But it didn't feel like a dream... And she remembered the whole bus ride here, and what she'd done in the morning.

She pinched herself.

Not a dream, it seemed.

She really wanted to figure out what was going on here. If she was to believe them, then these were all the same Liv she'd been seeing the last couple of months, and they'd been everything she'd ever wanted...

"I'm not really sure I get what's going on here, but... I think I want to stay?" said Claire, still a little unsure.

The Livs collectively let out a sigh, and seemed to relax a little.

"You sure?", a different Liv asked.

Claire's stomach gave out little a growl, and she gave a sheepish nod.

They all gave her a warm little smile, and one said, "Well okay then, I'll get back to making dinner then", then disappeared out the door.

Dinner had been good, if a little awkward, and now they were all in the lounge watching a movie together.

Claire wasn't paying all too much attention to the movie, partially because she had a lot to think about, but mostly because of the Livs she was cuddled into. She was nestled between two of them, legs on one's lap and back against the other. The one behind her had absentmindedly put her arm around Claire, loosely but still firmly holding her in place.

She'd gone from having one girlfriend, to having four in the span of a few hours, and she was shocked at how okay she was with it all. She'd liked Liv, a lot, loved her really, and now there was four of her, and they were definitely all her. Every single of one of them treated her with the same reverence she'd felt on their dates.

She'd managed to keep track of them by their gaudy button up shirts while they were making dinner. They'd all taken turns checking in on her, made sure she had what she needed, and made some nice, but awkward, conversation with her.

And now they were all relaxing, enjoying the movie, all equally enthralled. The fact they all seemed so similar made it a bit easier to believe they were the same person, and at this moment, it was hard to think of a different explanation.

Claire had met identical twins before, and sure, they'd been very similar, but after a while you could tell the difference. She found it hard to believe identical quadruplets, a rarity beyond rarity, could all be this similar in their personality. And surely she'd have heard about the identical quadruplets in the city, people wouldn't have shut up about them.

Without realising it, Claire had been gently stroking the forearm of the Liv behind her, and now it was being returned in kind by the Liv who's lap Claire's legs were in. She was gently, and cautiously, stroking Claire's shin and calf. Claire wiggled into the Liv behind her a little more, and gently guided the other Liv's hand to her thigh, then closed her eyes.

Claire could certainly get used to this.

"What's going on over here?" whispered the Liv behind her, right into Claire's ear. The slight breath on her ear, combined with Liv's voice sent a shiver down her spine, and a little squeak from her mouth.

The squeak startled her, causing her eyes to shoot open, just in time to see the Livs on the other couch look over in their direction.

"Movie not keeping your interest?" asked one of them.

"We could always find something else to do if you want." said the other.

"I- I'm just enjoying your company..." replied Claire, face turning red.

"It certainly looks like it." said the one behind her.

Claire looked back to see the Liv behind her smiling knowingly at her. Not sure what to say, Claire just gave her a needy look, hoping she'd pick up what she wanted. Which she did.

Liv planted a gentle kiss on her lips, then pulled away slowly, causing Claire to let out a pleading whine, to which, Liv once again obliged. This time with a much deeper kiss.

When Claire's head had stopped spinning from the kiss, she realised the other two had made their way over, and had already joined in. One was stroking her other leg, the other gliding a hand up and down the small of her back, and leaning in for a kiss.

Claire melted.

The four of them spent what felt like hours just touching Claire above the clothes, slowly and cautiously venturing to more sensitive areas, the Liv behind her focusing exclusively on her ears. She could barely think, let alone talk, when she managed to get out the most pitiful, "More... Please..."

The four of them paused for a second, before she was gently maneuvered off the couch, and on to her feet. A Liv was behind Claire, acting as a wall for her to lean against, whilst the others worked in unison at getting her clothes off. It took some work because Claire's legs weren't working at that moment, and they were having to hold her up as they worked.

One of them, and at that point Claire had lost track of which was which, was on her knees, lifting Claire's legs up onto her shoulders. She kissed her way up Claire's thigh to her cunt, and when she finally arrived, she looked up at Claire like she was the centre of her world, and then set to work.

Claire's chest heaved, as she was suspended between two Livs, one just holding her up, the other selflessly and hungrily eating her out. As her hips twitched and shook, the one down below clamped her hands on Claire's hips, and held her firmly in place.

With that, it didn't long to nudge Claire over the edge.

The Livs held her tight as she shook and gasped in their grip, the Liv below still working her tongue like nothing was happening.

When the Liv below finally relented, and Claire had finally stopped quaking, she managed to take a look around.

The other two Livs were just standing there trying to look patient, their bulges betraying them.

This was going to be a long night.

Claire awoke the next morning to find herself in bed, nestled between two Livs, both gently resting a hand on her, breathing softly in their sleep.

The night before had been a lot. Her muscles were definitely making their discomfort known, and she couldn't remember how she'd gotten to bed.

As she was going over the memories of the night before, one of the Livs slowly opened her eyes, and gave Claire a sleepy little smile.

"Morning cutie." she said, catching Claire completely off guard, leaving her nowhere to hide her reddening face.

"Morning..." squeaked Claire.

"Want some breakfast?"

"Yeah..." replied Claire, before asking, "Um, how did I get to bed last night?"

"Oh," said the Liv, "we carried you. You're pretty light."

"You carried me?"

"Yeah, you don't remember?" asked the Liv.

"No?"

"Well, after a rather intense orgasm, you kind of just drifted off, so we just put you to bed. You were holding onto me pretty tightly, took a while to get you off so I could actually get ready for bed."

Claire, face now an even brighter shade of red, mumbled a "Sorry..."

"Nothing to be sorry about." said the Liv, giving her a kiss on the forehead, "Now, what do you want for breakfast?"