Here we go, part two. I'm not 100% sure if I like it or not. I hope you all like it, especially the anon who provided the Prompt. My head was pretty much messed up writing this and I've read it over about 1 million times trying to catch anything that might be wrong, but if I've missed anything, don't hate me.

"No, I'm serious. Someone better start explaining this shit. Right now." Izzy was loud, punctuating the silence between Jack and Emma who were now standing at the foot of the bed. She looked distressed, her hands frantically pushing the hair from her face - something Emma only noticed she done when she was seriously stressed or high.

"Izzy, we…" Jack started before Emma elbowed him in the ribcage, her head shaking slowly. Jack recoiled, a loud gasp falling between his lips as he shot his wife a stare.

"I have been smoking and drinking and I know I am NOT that high or drunk that I'm seeing two of me in front of me, fucking and now standing half naked." Izzy swayed on the spot, her eyes drawn to the half-naked version of herself standing closest to the bed, one hand reaching out for something to steady herself with. She'd just spent the last five hours at her old apartment with Nina who'd been going through a crisis involving Andy and a missed date and the only way she could think of to calm Nina down was with tequila and weed. That was beginning to seem like the worst idea ever because now she was the one going crazy.

"Izzy. You're not going insane, okay? What you're seeing...is what you're seeing." Emma's voice, although sounding worried was calm and collected. Jack watched his wife slowly approach their partner while he stood still, careful not to startle either of them, while rubbing his ribcage, momentarily getting distracted by the breast just above.

"Oh, I'm not going crazy? So I am seeing two versions of me in bed, fucking each other. Great. Can someone explain how that's possible?" Izzy pulled the bag from her shoulder, tossed it into the corner and stood there, her posture strong as if facing the two of them off, ready to fight as if that was what this would come to. Defending her honor - the real Izzy.

"Jack got a hold of some drug off some little old lady down the street and…" Emma had moved in closer to Izzy explaining what and how this had happened, one hand outstretched. She didn't know if it was the situation around them or if Izzy was just that drunk, but Izzy stumbled towards her, losing her footing and latched her arms around Emma's neck. Emma caught her and managed to move towards the bed, knocking Jack out of the way as she set Izzy's frame on the bed.

Once again Izzy looked between the two forms of herself standing there in front of her. It was as if there were two mirrors positioned in front of her, confusing the hell out of her with the three different outfits and movements. One, possibly Emma, was standing closest to her, a concerned look upon her features behind the disheveled tresses, her lips moving as she tried to explain away what was happening. The other, which Izzy could only presume was Jack due to the fact he sounded like Jack, had almost the exact same concerned look only it just didn't look right. It was more lopsided like he didn't know how to move the muscles into the exact position he wanted. It looked like he was awkward in a body that wasn't his, and Izzy could understand that. The whole thing would be foreign to him. Plus his hand was cupping one breast. Definitely Jack.

"…so we did and then this happened." Emma finished her story, which Izzy wasn't sure she had managed to catch all of, but she got the gist.

"You took drugs with my hair and it turned you into me?" Izzy sighed, trying to push away the fuzzy feeling from her head that usually descended after a heavy drinking session although she hadn't thought it had been that heavy. She'd only had one or two drinks, something she knew she could handle. The only explanation for the fuzzy head had to be the situation. Had she landed herself in some sci-fi movie or some fantasy book of some sort? Shaking her head, Izzy attempted to stand up, but fell back down on the bed and just sat there for a moment, her hands in her head. Maybe if she kept her eyes closed long enough this would all turn out to be a dream? Maybe she'd wake up and Emma would be Emma and Jack would be Jack. It's possible, right?

"Izzy?" Emma whispered, one hand reaching to rest upon the woman's shoulder.

A few moments of silence passed. Emma stole glances to Jack who simply shrugged, flashing a puzzled look as if Emma should be the one to make this all better and Izzy sat with her head bowed down. The three of them were clueless about what to do, or how to make this better. After what seemed like an eternity of sitting still, Izzy lifted her head, tilting it to the side with her eyes squinted, observing her two identicals.

"So, the drugs that came from the woman, it was polyjuice, right?" Izzy cleared her throat, looking as if she'd come to her senses now. She had her brow cocked in question and her gaze moved from Jack to Emma and then back. "Like the magic potion that everyone's been talking about for the past century?"

Emma was confused. Had Izzy heard of the drug? And what on earth was she talking about magic potion? There was no such thing as magic.

"Yeah," Jack stumbled, his head nodding as he pointed towards the bottle still lying on the floor. "Almost everyone in the neighborhood had been talking about it, we managed to get some and took it. Next thing we know..." He shifted his arms, pointing towards Emma and himself.

"Everyone has been talking about it forever, Jack. I just never expected you two too… you know, use it." She sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Why did you decide to use my hair? That's just weird."

"We…" Emma started and then paused. Didn't Izzy know by now that they were cool, even when she wasn't around? Lifting her shoulders she simply shrugged before answering. "She said to use the hair of a loved one, and we both…" She stopped herself there again before the words 'love you' came out, punctuating her thoughts with a raise of her brow.

Izzy looked confused again, sucking her lips between her teeth and biting down before releasing them to talk "Are you sure that's what she said?"

Jack thought for a moment, nodded and then repeated what the old lady had said. "Take the hair of a…" He stumbled once more over the words and then shook his head. "It's possible, maybe just a huge bit possible that she said another…" He laughed, giving himself a slap against the head. "Wait, you know about this drug, potion...whatever it is?"

"Of course I do, Jack. I've used it once, but not to turn myself into the same person as the person I took it with."

"But, why the confusion when you saw us?" Emma asked, sitting down on the bed beside the real Izzy.

"Because I'm drunk, and high and seeing two of yourself that doesn't include yourself kinda fucks with your brain, Em's. It's weird." She looked to the form of her sitting down on the bed beside her and for the first time really took in the features. It was exactly like looking in the mirror. Her eyes, her nose - even the way her mouth moved was identical to how she done it herself, yet she wasn't doing it. They were all moving at different times to how she was and although it messed with her head, she was intrigued.

Both Jack and Emma nodded, completely understanding what Izzy meant, while not really understanding it, but all three of them laughed after a moment.

"And then seeing you getting it on, I mean, I've always wondered what it would be like to fuck myself, and I've been told to do it many times, I've always been curious. But seeing it, was kinda hot."

She paused, looking between Jack and Emma, her lower lip caught between her teeth. Without a moment of hesitation, Jack leaned in, pressing a kiss against the real Izzy's lips, one hand cupping the back of her head as the other felt it's way towards the bed, allowing him to know where to sit.

Emma watched them, her heart rate spiking as the breath caught in the back of her throat. It had been one thing to be one of the Izzy's kissing the other, but to witness it was something else completely. Before her were two identical forms of the woman she loved, kissing each other. It was like a dream and instantly she was turned on.

Izzy hesitated into the kiss, but after a second she let go of all her doubts and allowed herself to get lost in Jack, in herself. And it felt good. Laughing against Jack's lips, she reached for the body before her, her fingertips slowly working their way over his stomach, tentatively grazing over the skin - the skin which felt exactly like her own and in that split moment she remembered the night after her first date with Emma. Laying in bed, Emma's photo maximised on her phone as her fingers slowly trailed down her taught stomach, disappearing beneath the band of her pants. Izzy's breath was instantly taken at the thought and she was beginning to feel things that she'd never imagined.

Shifting her body, Izzy pushed Jack down on the bed before climbing atop the form of herself, stealing a quick glance towards Emma who nodded her approval. There was silence in the room except the soft moaning that was coming from Jack and Izzy as their kiss intensified, both sets of hips rolling against each other, seeking friction to ease their needs. Emma simply sat there, watching the two forms, afraid to make a move to join in case she suddenly startled them. This is something she definitely didn't want to stop.

Instead, Emma leaned back on the bed, resting upon her elbow, her free hand making it's way towards her breast, twisting slowly at the hardened nub. Yeah, she definitely didn't want the sight before her to stop. With her teeth biting down on her lip, Emma's hand dropped just as Izzy's did - Emma's slipping slowly under the rim of her own pajama bottoms just as the real Izzy's hand dips between Jack's legs. Both Emma and Jack let out whimpers in unison, Emma's hips bucking against her own hand, Jacks bucking against Izzy's.

Another few moments that feel like eternity pass and Emma could no longer take just watching. Pulling her hand out from the cover of her pants, she reaches over, tugging at Izzy's jeans. She curses the fastening before reaching around with both hands, undoing the tiny button before pulling the down as far as they'll go, slipping her hand between the legs of the real Izzy. She gasps, instantly aware of how much Izzy was enjoying herself in this moment and when the familiar sound of Izzy's moan reaches Emma's ear, she's gone.

With Emma's movements distracting her, Izzy breaks the kiss between herself and her identical below her. Although he looked like her, he still kissed like Jack and that was something Izzy was glad about. Shifting, her hips rolling against Emma's hand, Izzy moved herself down the form of herself, her lips placing slow kisses against her skin. First, they brushed tentatively over the jawline and chin before pressing hollow kisses over the delicate skin upon her throat. Next came the collarbone, one of Izzy's favorite spots to be kissed and she couldn't help but wonder if it would be the same for Jack. When he stirred in his excitement as her cool lips pressed against the warm skin she smirked playfully to herself. Next, she shifted herself, her lips now kissing down over the other her's chest, pausing at each breast to tease with her tongue and suck each nipple in turn.

With Emma's lips upon her now bare back Izzy is distracted for a moment as she arches into the soft kisses, her skin prickling with desire. The kiss upon Jack's skin lingers for a moment longer than planned and she can taste the sweat that's taken up residence upon his, or her skin. The familiar sweet yet musky taste of sex, mixed with something she'd never tasted this way before - herself. Izzy was completely lost from this moment on as the three of them, so accustom to themselves and each other moved as three-thirds - as one complete whole until each of them reached that sweet, sweet ending they all desired.

It was a mess of hot, sweaty limbs as they all piled onto the bed at the end, panting as each tried to catch their breath.

"That was... wow," Jack mumbled through breaths, a small laugh emitting from his chest.

"Yeah, you liked that?" Izzy's brow rose in question, a smirk playing at her features as she watched Jack in the form of herself. She couldn't take her eyes off the two forms of herself. If that made her self-centered or narcissistic, then so be it, she was just going make the most of it while she could. It wouldn't be every day that she got to kiss and make out with two versions of herself.

"It was pretty amazing, Izzy." Emma piped in, her fingers slowly tracing gentle shapes into Izzy's now naked body and the three of them curled up together, Izzy behind Emma, curling around her frame and Jack cuddled up to Izzy from behind. They lay there, lost in each other until they all drifted off to sleep, the actions of the night taking over their exhausted bodies.

The next time they woke they would be back to normal, each person back in the body they were accustomed too, and their lives would go on like nothing had happened. That didn't stop each of the three from dreaming about the actions that had just gone down between them all. Not tonight, and not any night after.

Thank you once again for reading this mess. I hope you enjoyed it even just a little. Sorry it's shorter than the last one!

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K