Bloodmancer in the Jurassic Era: I use my Dinos to seduce Human mates Chapter 179: "Maybe we can find a man who’ll cook for us?"

Jimmy did not make a deal with the devil. Not that anyone implied that he did, but the deal he made was similar to what vicious demons did back on Earth in those many horror movies. He was about to give his body, or a clone, basically, to a creature whose very existence was a confusing anomaly. It did sound like demonic possession, but unlike demons, Jurassic Jesus asked for permission first, or more specifically, called in the favor that he was owed.

"He’s definitely earned himself that favor," Jimmy spoke to himself, "I would’ve been dead twice already if it wasn’t for him. Or thrice? I would’ve been fucked by scorpions if it wasn’t for him. Who knows what other things he did to keep alive. No, he earned himself a clone, no debate."

In a way, he was slowly forgetting that ’Jurassic Jesus’ had tortured him ntally a couple of tis, but the human mind was like that. It could not subconsciously bla a hero, regardless of what that hero did.

"I gotta wipe the clone’s mories, including mories from Earth," He planned, "I can’t have another wondering why it’s not surrounded by family, and by the girlfriends that he did technically earn. Too ssy."

This was tomorrow’s task, but he wanted to be more prepared. For one thing, he didn’t have any mana to ’prepare’ a clone now, and secondly, the very sa girlfriends he ntioned were waiting for him, and after today’s lengthy battle, they were getting restless, and demanded relief.

Cloning in general was confusing him quite a bit. If he cloned himself five or six tis for example, the carbon details of those clones would not only be identical, but they would be absolutely the sa as him! They weren’t even considered clones, technically, because at the end of the day, they’d stand to protect everything that Jimmy cared for, just like he did. Including his girlfriends.

It was a ssy topic, a topic that he was sure those nihilistic feathered hyenas in his dream would love. Life, and the concept of death apparently did not matter that much if one could copy himself whenever he wanted.

Even if he printed out one-thousand Jimmy’s, they would all behave the sa, and if all one-thousand died, he could print out one-thousand more, as long as Mika was there to hit the right buttons, and either one of those one thousand would perform exactly as he did afterwards. Each clone would continue living his life, so in his head, it wouldn’t even matter if he died two-thousand tis, because he can pick up where he left off from the previous checkpoint.

This train of thought made his head spin. He was aware of the possibilities, but he still couldn’t wrap his head around it fully. Nevertheless, he had plenty of ti to understand it fully, but as for tonight, he had to serve his very hungry girlfriends.

For that matter, he grabbed, and brought so roasted at with him that his mother had cooked, and then he went to his special ’humping spot’ where his girlfriends were waiting for him. In front of the bunker door.

He found them, presented the at to them, and said, "Enjoy. I figured that you ladies were hungry for so good food, and not just my co-"

"Don’t ruin this," Anna interrupted him, "You did a nice thing, you even brought us water, so leave it at that."

Jimmy rubbed the back of his head, he was a bit embarrassed, but then, when he noticed that the fur bed looked a bit too lumpy for his liking, he got even more embarrassed.

First he tried to act confident, and calm, so he lifted the five leather flasks of water off of his shoulders, and set them near the fur bed that was laid flat on the ground. Second, he looked Anna in the eye, yearning for an unspoken answer.

Anna knew what he was so worked up about, but she acted dumb. For so reason, she took great joy in stressing him out for no apparent reason. It was a daily crave that she hadn’t managed to shake off just yet.

When he realized that she wasn’t going to say anything, he then looked at Nechi, and Eni. He was sure that one of them was going to break, talk, and explain the big, breathing lump below the fur blanket, but they avoided eye contact very consistently. There was a light, hidden smile on their lips as they spoke to one another.

"Roasted at, my favorite!" Nechi expressed, "Auntie Lasra is so sweet."

"Yes," Eni nodded with her mouth full, "Jimmy doesn’t cook for us as much as he promised he will. Should I tell his father? Maybe he can set him up straight."

"Arlight, why are you all acting like I’m not here?" He finally broke, "Are you ssing with ? You shouldn’t ss with , I brought you food to eat."

"Food that your mother roasted," Eni reminded him, "I want you to cook us so at. We did more than please you over the past few moons, and we deserve to be cared for better. Maybe we should add another man into our relationship, one that doesn’t mind cooking?"

"The hell you are," Jimmy got close to snapping, but then it dawned on him. "Oh, I see. You three are teasing , aren’t you? You’re teasing with whoever you’re gonna reveal from below that blanket? It better not be a man, I swear to God!"

The smiles between the ladies deepened, and they were trying not to burst out laughing. Jimmy was questioning his own logic at this point, so he got the courage to grab the end of the blanket, and then yank it away.

Beneath the blanket, he saw Mika, in the nude. Well, she was putting in so effort to cover her privates, but other than that, her godly features were open to the elents.

"Oh, dear," He sighed in relief, "I almost had a heart attack! I thought you brought another man in my bed."

"We would never do that, sweetheart," Nechi regained her composure, "I know you don’t like to share."

After a deep sigh, Jimmy then noticed that Mika was feeling uncomfortable, so he reached out his hand for her to grab. She slowly stood up, and didn’t bother to cover her privates anymore. Her nipples were close to bashing their way in his mouth themselves, but other than that, she still seed rather shy, embarrassed, even.

"So what is this?" He asked, "What consensus did you reach while I was talking to Jurassic Jesus?"