Noriko can feel Brass harden at the touch and the suggestion. Both of them lick their lips at the idea, and start getting to work. The clone hangs up the rags that serve as a barrier to people seeing inside, and Brass exhales a red mist which forms into a clone of her, nude and probably just as erect as the original.<br/><br/>Another exhalation of red mist forms a Brass in relatively cheap, faded blue clothing, nothing outstanding, but it at least lets the last two clones bare themselves to the crowd of Noriko, Brass, and Brass in unison. Like a sexier version of that old mirror gag.