Talk:Doppelganger/@comment-27203698-20151114233428/@comment-26115871-20151116151408

God, how much of a stuck up asshole do I have to be that my true love is myself?

Eventually I shrug and walk over to him before promptly putting a hand down his pants. Let's see. . . aha! Jackpot! Even the doppelganger can't become a man! So she's a girl version of me. That. . . kind of turns me on. So does the fact that while I've been fondling her, she's been fondling me.

Eventually the bartender escorts us to the door. "Oh, go fuck yourself."

Well, don't mind if I do. It's not like it matters: by the next full moon, if she's anything like me she's not going to do a very good job of hiding herself, and the loli lover that is me will fall in love with her, so she'll lose her ability to transform.