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thing I have ever seen.” She stood and found herself in a flowing Grecian style gown. The odd thing was the two doppelgangers that were facing her as they rose from their own beds.
    Each move that she made was echoed by the others and in a few minutes she was totally freaked out.
    Arabel once again came to her rescue. She opened the door and took one look at the replicated daughters and laughed. “Don’t worry, Hon. It is just a simple diversion spell. The males have to pick you out of your two clones, so share a group hug to get your scent on them and then just wait.”
    “You will all be held under a paralysis spell until the men have cast their votes. That will keep you from making any signals to your choices.”
    “Fine. When does it start?”
    “In half an hour. Enough time for you all to have some snacks. It has to have been a trying day for you, Sweetie.” The snacks in question were transported in on a cushion of air, no human or physical hands touched them.
    There was baklava, chocolate, strawberries and all her favourite sweeties. It was too much to pass up. Her clones stood next to her at the table and she rubbed up against them to spread her scent. They sat together and lounged while eating the snacks. She encouraged them to touch her, then themselves and in a few moments there was an all Graylin orgy going on. She watched her selves writhe in passion while masturbating and was amazed. If that was what she looked like, she didn’t know if she wanted an audience the next time.
    Still it was impressive. Her skin flushed, her breasts heaved with her breathing and she shook and squealed with her climax. Extremely undignified, but enthusiastic, she had to give it that.
    Now they were ready for the guys. Let them try and tell them apart.
    On cue, her father came in, winced at the scent of arousal in the air, and cast the paralysis spell.
    She was cursing the pose she was in, one thigh exposed, one covered and her hands holding the folds of her gown. Either to push it up or down, it looked like either. And she had neglected to cover one breast. That would be distracting to anyone, let alone a man after her to mate.
    The clones were in her field of vision, and in much the same state. Their clothing askew and their skin rosy with their exertions.
     
    * * * *
     
    The dragons came in one at a time. Each male had two minutes to examine them to try to discover the real her.
    There were only two that figured it out, Rikard and Khiron . What a shock. While releasing the spell, she grappled with what would happen next. She had no idea.
    The two clones evaporated into smoke and tiny pixies flew free of the wrapping of magic. And as soon as she was free, she fixed her clothing and stood with a blush on her cheeks, chest and arms.
    Matthias looked her over and sighed. “I had wished for a clear winner, but I suppose that if they wish to, they can have a battle for the honour of your hand.”
    “If they wish to?”
    “Well, if they choose not to, they default their claim to you. That leaves you with whomever is left.”
    She looked from Khiron to Rikard . “What is your decision? Will you fight, or will you give up?”
    “For you lady, I will fight the devil himself.” Khiron swept forward to place a kiss on her hand, then moved it to her forehead, and finally a kiss on her lips that curled her toes.
    He was wrenched away from his gentle exploration by a scowling Rikard . He looked like a pale devil. But his face was the more beloved as she moved to him to kiss him while he glared at his opponent.
    “ Rikard . I am not going to kiss your ear. Get those lips over here.” It was hard to have a deep kiss while grinning, but she managed to smooth her features as the warmth of his presence flowed through her. That was something that had been missing from Khiron’s kiss. The feeling of belonging, of being home.
    Sure, there had been passion, but that would fade. Or perhaps not, but it still lacked the comfort of