Here we see the girls in the mess hall looking at each other and still remembering what happened to you in the previous Canon.

Sam: "I... I can't believe it."

Alex: "Well (Y/N)'s back, right?"

Clover: "Well let's just forget what happened to the last (Y/N) and start getting used to the (Y/N) without an evil brother who ruined his life."

Sam: "It... It feels weird though, right? I mean it's (Y/N) but...but not our (Y/N)."

Alex: "Yeah, I mean does he act like the (Y/N) we know, err... knew?"

Clover: "Only one way to find out."

The girls then see you come into the room with a lunchbox full of sandwiches.

Clover: "Hey (Y/N), how's it going?"

(Y/N): "I'm doing fine, oh and I got sandwiches for everyone, dig in."

Alex: "Oh thanks."

The girls then eat the sandwiches and they taste the same.

Clover: "Mm, not bad."

(Y/N): "Thanks, I made them myself."

Sam: *Gulps* "Um, (Y/N), I have to ask, what do you know about SCP-001?"

(Y/N): "Sorry that's classified information girls."

Clover: "It's okay, we know you can't tell us, but um, just curious though, and you don't have to answer this, is your uh, evil brother still trapped in that dimension?"

(Y/N): "What brother? I don't have a brother, only a sister."

The girls were a bit surprised to hear this.

Sam: "What? But, you have an evil who tried to kill you after he killed your family."

(Y/N): "What are you talking about, my mom and dad are alive and well."

Clover: "Uh, nevermind, we must have had a nightmare."

(Y/N): "Hm, well alright then, enjoy the sandwiches."

We then see you leave the area as the girls turn to each other and they contact Rick through their compowders.

Rick: *over coms*"Make it quick, I'm doing science so that a species doesn't die from space diabetes."

Sam: "When you sent us to a timeline that (Y/N) was alive, he never had an evil brother right?"

Rick: *over coms*"Oh that? Timelines and canons are two different things, time is part of a prism of infinite possibilities that the Watcher guy keeps bringing up every time you watch his show. Canon is story structure, it has more possibilities than a multiverse.

Clover: "Okay so in this time err Canon, (Y/N) doesn't have an evil brother?"

Rick: *over coms*"Nope, it's more like the birth of his brother didn't happen because it's non-canon like how The Devil May Cry series and it's DMC reboot are non-canon to each other. In one story Dante rocks the red coat and white hair look while DMC Dante need to use his Devil Trigger to get the white hair and the red coat."

Alex: "I guess that makes sense."

Rick: *over coms*"Also I didn't do shit, it was all the Database or SCP-001. You guys have like 50 different 001s, make up your mind or kill yourself."

Sam: "Hey wait, (Y/N) said he only has a sister and his parents are alive."

Rick: *over coms*"Yeah without Gary, his parents die. So in layman's terms: different canon, same (Y/N)."

Clover: "Hm, I guess I can live with that, at least (Y/N) has a family."

Alex: "He has his sister and his parents."

Rick: *over coms*"Oh and if you want to stay up to date with the old canon, I left conceptually invisible drones to help you see everything of what's happening in there, but word of warning it's fucked up, seriously you do not wanna see the shit his brother did."

Sam: "Noted."

Rick: *over coms*"And away you hang up."

Rick then hangs up on the girls.

Alex: "Wouldn't it be more easier if he said, 'And away I hang up' "

Meanwhile with Rick.

Rick: *Realizes* "Oh shit I should have said ' And away I hang up' ."*hears Jerry knock down a beaker and hear it shatter**to Jerry and sees the mess*"God damn it Jerry, you committed genocide by destroying the only medicine that can cure Space Diabetes!"

Jerry: "Sorry!"

Back with the girls, Clover is watching the events that unfold in the Old Canon on her compowder and she is watching a lot of people dying in a gladiatorial arena including the victor being herself as she saw herself get burned alive as a reward for her win in the tournament.

Clover: "Oh man that is all kinds of messed up!"

Meanwhile with you, we see you stationed at SCP-3008 which is an IKEA with supernatural properties.

(Y/N): *looks at the building*"IKEA, the Swedish furniture store where you can also eat Swedish meatballs. Can't believe there's an anomaly that takes the form of an IKEA store."

???: "Help!"

You then see a man come out of the store running from a giant faceless humanoid creature that is wearing an employee uniform from IKEA and you fire your weapon at the creature as it quickly kills the man by smashing his head into pieces.

(Y/N): "And there's also creatures running around in it."

You then press the alarm to signal the other personnel at the Site and they recover the bodies. Later, at the autopsy room, the scientists there are examining the creature and you come into the room.

(Y/N): " So, what's the word on this creature?"

Scientist: "Well this creature is all skin, including the clothes."

(Y/N): "Interesting, anything else?"

Scientist: " Well, from the man that came out of the store."*grabs a notebook*"We found this."

You then grab an IKEA brand journal and you look into it and read what's in it.

(Y/N): "Well, better bring the girls over here to check this out."

Later, we see the girls arrive and they see you reading an IKEA brand journal.

Leshawna: "Hey whatcha reading?"

(Y/N): "Some journal from a dead guy in SCP-3008."

Leshawna: "SCP-3008? What's that?"

(Y/N): "SCP-3008 is a IKEA store that is a lot bigger on the inside than the outside and the employees are faceless monsters."

Leshawna: "So it's basically a magic version of the Swedish furniture store that sells meatballs?"

(Y/N): "Yeah and once you're in, you're in until either you die or you leave the store."

Lindsay: "Woah."

(Y/N): "We get more detail about the SCP in this book."*reads outloud*"So, I'm writing this to document what I can only assume is my sudden descent into insanity. I can't possibly be THAT bad a navigator, and yet as I write this I've been trapped in Ikea for 2 days. I haven't seen another person in the entire time I've been here. I thought it was a prank at first. Turn the place into a maze, get all the people out and see how long it takes me to get lost, then everyone has a good old laugh. Realised that wasn't the case when I tried to backtrack. Everything had changed, so I ended up lost. Instead of the exit, it was just row after row of bookcases. So, I'm trapped in Ikea. Sounds like the setup for a bad joke. The lights went out at 10pm. Nearly gave me a fucking heart attack, that loud electrical THUNK sound and then pitch blackness. Place is full of beds though and my phone has a torch on it - but no damn signal - so I found a bed and went to sleep. Spent most of the next day trying to find my way out with no luck. Did find a restaurant serving those meatballs though, so at least I won't starve. That's probably the punchline to that joke. Anyway they were still warm and fresh, but I haven't seen anyone around who could have cooked them. Made my way back to the beds before the lights cut out again since it's too dark to search with them off. It's 9.10am now, the lights came back on a little while ago. I'm sure I've searched the entire area around where I came in now and the exit obviously isn't here, so I'm going to pick a direction and hope for the best. Day 3 of my magical Ikea mystery adventure. If I wasn't sure that there was something seriously weird about this place before, I am now. Walked for 3 hours in a more or less straight line (insert Ikea joke here) before I came across a ladder next to one of those huge stock shelves they have here. Climbed up to get my bearings, and it looks like this place just stretches on forever. Like that scene from the Lion King, except instead of trees and grass it was all shelves and tables and crap. I did see a person moving not too far away though, so I headed over. Thought it was a staff member at first - it was wearing the uniform. And hell maybe it was, maybe freakish 7ft tall monsters with long arms, short legs and no faces are just the kinds of things they want working at Super Ikea. Damn thing completely ignored me though, and with no eyes or ears I can't even be sure it knew I was there. Thought about shoving it or something to get its attention, but its hands were big enough to crush a watermelon so I decided against it. It just kept moving along and eventually I lost sight of it so I decided to carry on the way I was going. Anyway, no comfy bed for me tonight. Looks like I've entered the Improbably Hard and Pointy Table section of the store. Guess I'll have to make do with some bunched up tablecloths. Phone battery died during the day too. Didn't work anyway, but I feel like I've just lost some vital lifeline. You ever see one of those cartoons where they're going through doors in a hallway and they just pop out of another door in the same hallway? That's how I feel right now. I've seen nothing but the same identical bookshelf for 2 days now. Just row after row after row of them. I mean, come on. I love books as much as the next guy, but this is excessive. I'm obviously still moving forwards though, I can see the signs hanging overhead passing by. Too bad none of them say "Exit". Not sure who I was addressing that question to. Lets just say it was practice for the autobiography I'm going to write when I get out of here. I'll call it "My perfectly normal trip to a regular old Ikea". Finally found some other people! Yeah, turns out I'm not the only poor bastard trapped in here. Lucky for me, I guess. My 6th night here, 2 of those staff things came at me in the dark. Different from the first one I saw, but still messed up. Heard them coming, they were saying that the store was closed and I had to leave the building, all nice and polite like. I'm not sure which part of that was weirder, that they don't have mouths or that they were apparently trying to kill me while they were saying it. Came at me like rabid dogs. So, I legged it. Sprinting through ikea in the dark like a fucking madman. I saw it when I cleared another stand of those giant stock shelves, all lit up with torches and floodlights. They've built a whole town in here! Got a massive wall built out of shelves and beds and tables and whatever else. I swear to god it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Anyway I guess they saw me coming (or maybe they heard my girlish manly bellows of fear), because they had a gate open and 2 people were there waving me in. Heard the staff things slam into the gate behind me after it closed, still politely informing us all that the store was now closed. They wandered off eventually though. They call the town Exchange, because that's what's on the sign hanging from the ceiling directly above it. Exchange and Returns. All lit up against the night using lights they've found and plugged into the power lines. And there are beds and food and people. Over 50 wonderful people with regular sized limbs and a full set of facial features. It's now my 7th night here, and the first one not spent in darkness. A full week living in Ikea. There's probably a TV show in that somewhere."

The girls were shocked to hear that from the book.

(Y/N): "There is more."*reads more out loud* "Now that I'm around other people, I'm starting to feel more normal. Maybe normal isn't the word. But after a week with only the sound of my own footsteps for company, I was becoming increasingly sure that I'd just gone nuts. That I was tied up in some padded room somewhere, banging my head against the wall. But no, I feel quite sane now, thank you very much! Apparently there are other towns out there. Some with more people, some with less. I found that fairly mind-boggling - how can that many people go missing with no one noticing. Surely someone would have noticed that everyone who goes to ikea seems to fucking vanish. Or maybe it's not everyone. Maybe we're just the lucky ones. The people here just call those staff monster things the Staff. Apparently they are fine during the day, minding their own business walking the aisles. As soon as those lights go out though, they go fucking bonkers. So during the day people go out to find food, water and whatever else they need. Apparently there are restaurants and shops around that randomly get restocked. No one knows how. Maybe the staff do it. Apparently they aren't very good at their jobs though because the restocking sometimes takes a while, which means the food needs to be rationed. Maybe if they weren't so busy chasing people around in the dark they'd get more done. Anyway when night comes the staff go nuts and everyone holds up inside the walls. Apparently it's the same everywhere in this place, whatever this place is. The Ur-Ikea, from whence all other Ikeas sprang. Or maybe we're all still just in the regular ikea and this is all some fever dream brought on by mind-numbing boredom. Who knows. Been here for 10 days now. Most of the people I asked said they stopped keeping track a long time ago and one guy, Chris, said he'd been in here for years. Years."*stops reading*"There are some illegible scribbles in this book, i'll skip that one."*reads more*" Apparently there are rumours of people who do manage to get out. And of people who see the exit, only to have it vanish before their very eyes. I get the feeling not everyone believes that, but I do. Explains how we got stuck in here in the first place (sort of). And I mean, come on. Staff monsters, row after endless row of high quality Swedish furniture. I don't know why they would find a disappearing door so hard to believe in. Anyway, I went out scavenging for food at a nearby shop with Sandra and Jerry today. Once you learn the landmarks of this place it's not so hard to navigate. The overhead signs help a lot, but there are others; not too far in the distance a huge section of those giant stock shelves has collapsed against each other and way off in the east (we all assume it's east anyway - apparently Ikea doesn't sell compasses) is some kind of tower that looks like its made of wood, reaches all the way to the ceiling. Maybe they were trying to break out through the roof. Lights up at night so there must be people there, but it's apparently a few days walk (which means it must be miles away) so no one here really knows for sure. Apparently I got incredibly lucky sleeping out in the open for a week without getting ripped to bits by the staff. That's me. Lucky lucky lucky. We found some food in the shop. Guess the staff restocked it during the night, which was nice of them. There was a telephone on the wall, so I figured I'd try it out. There was a voice on the other end, but they were just talking nonsense. Random words strung together with no real meaning. You ever see a video of someone with aphasia? Kind of sounded like that. Didn't answer me when I spoke to them anyway. Sandra says all the phones in here are the same. Oops, asking the journal questions again! I was thinking last night. The ceiling on this place is pretty high and as far as anyone can tell it goes on forever. Shouldn't there be some kind of weather in here? I'm sure I read about some NASA building that was so big it had its own weather patterns, with clouds and stuff. This place is definitely bigger than that, but now that I think about it I'm pretty sure I've never felt so much as a temperature change in here. I'll add it to the Grand List of Weird Bullshit."

Lindsay: "Is there more?"

(Y/N): "Yep."*reads more*"The staff attacked the Exchange last night. Must have been 20 or 30 of them all just asking us to leave the store calm as you like, while trying to smash the walls down with their bare hands. Apparently this happens pretty regularly, so everyone is prepared for it. Knives from the restaurants, lawn mower blades made into hatchets, a fire axe. One guy, Wasim, even made a functional crossbow. Anyway the walls have holes in them, which I hadn't noticed before, specifically so we can stab out at the staff when they attack. Took a couple of them down myself. They don't seem to bleed, which is weird, but they go down as easy as a regular person once you start sticking holes in them. We had to haul the bodies away in the morning. Apparently the dead ones will attract more during the night, so we had to get them away from Exchange. We have a couple of those trolley things they use to move big boxes around, so we loaded them up and took them over to Pickup. Apparently people just name everything in here after whatever sign is hanging overhead. Pickup was grisly. There were hundreds, maybe thousands of dead staff all piled up. There was no smell, which was a blessing. Apparently in addition to not bleeding, these things don't rot either. My curiosity got the better of me while we were unloading them, so I took a look at one of the more cut-up ones. They're just skin, or something that looks like skin, all the way through. No muscle, no bone, no organs. Are they even really alive in the first place? They certainly seem like they have bones when they are moving around, pounding on the walls. And I'm sure I felt more resistance than just skin when the knife went in during the night. Maybe something happens to them when they die. Just one more thing on the ever-increasing list of Weird Shit that goes on in here, I guess. Something occurred to me, after the staff attack the other night. Every time you see a situation like this on TV or in a film, like its the end of the world or everyone is trapped on an island or whatever, once groups like ours start to form people always seem to turn on each other. Fighting for food or dominance or whatever else. That hasn't happened here. Apparently people from other towns come by from time to time, just to check in or occasionally to trade if they are short on something. But everything is always cordial. Friendly, even. Maybe its the threat of the staff, or perhaps the constant restocking of supplies in the shops means there's nothing much to fight over. Maybe people are just better than they are generally given credit for. That's a nice thought. I think I'll go with that one. A dozen people showed up at the gates this afternoon from a town called Trolleys. Apparently the staff broke through the walls and tore the town apart during the night. These 12 are the only survivors out of over a hundred. We let them in, obviously. One more point in the human decency column. Later, I asked if anyone knew how many of these towns there were out there. Between us and the new folks, we managed to come up with over 20 names. 20 towns filled with people, and who knows how many beyond that. The motto for this place should be "How Is That Even Possible". Surely someone, somewhere must be looking for the thousands of people that must be in here. I've been here for a little over 2 months now. Not that much changes, as it turns out. A couple of new people showed up, same story as the rest of us. Nice little trip to Ikea and suddenly they're trapped in Billy Bookcase's House of Faceless Weirdos. The staff attack the Exchange once or twice a week. We kill them and haul their bodies off, sometimes they hurt some of us first. They killed a guy called Jared a couple of weeks back. It was awful, frankly. Turns out regular humans still bleed in here, even if the staff don't. We tried our best, but none of us are doctors. Jared was a good guy. He deserved better. We all do. It occurred to me a couple of days after that, none of us were really looking for a way out of here. I don't even know where we'd start. One of those quad copter things with a camera attached buzzed passed Exchange today. I thought it meant that someone was finally looking for us, that help was on the way. Apparently it's not the first time this has happened, though. Same thing happened a few months ago, and everyone is still here. No idea if it saw us, it didn't stop if it did. Just kept flying until we could no longer see it. I started talking to people about the stuff they miss from home during dinner today. Probably not the best idea I've ever had, everyone seemed pretty down after. A bunch of people here have families. Husbands and wives, kids. Dogs. Franklin apparently has a pet llama, though I'm not sure I buy that. But apparently some of the people here have some seriously odd gaps in their knowledge. 3 of them had never heard of the International Space Station, 2 of them seemed to think Adolf Hitler was the Prime Minister, and one of them had apparently never heard of the Statue of Liberty. I believe them, too. They seemed just as confused as the rest of us. The more I thought about it though, the more it started to explain a few things. What if the reason no one is looking for all us missing people is because we haven't all come from the same place. This is going to sound weird (maybe that should be the motto for this place) but what if all the people here have come from different dimensions? Realities? Whatever you call it. I've seen enough TV shows to know the drill. Sarah comes from a place where there is no Statue of Liberty. They didn't launch a space station where Wasim is from. If everyone here came from different places, even from ones that seem identical, there'd be no huge missing persons panic. No mass search. We'd just be a blip, a single missing person in a world of non-stop news. Well. That was a fun train of thought."

Leshawna: "What else does it say?"

(Y/N): *reads more*"Just realized that yesterday was the six month anniversary of my arrival here. I wonder if Ikea sells party hats. The routine around here has remained more or less the same. More new folk show up, one every couple of weeks or so. Food supplies go up and down, but we've never actually had a major shortage. Occasionally we get a visitor from one of the nearby towns, usually Checkouts or Aisle 630. We check in with each other from time to time, occasionally trade supplies if someone gets particularly low on something. It's comforting, in a way. A reminder that we aren't alone here, some small glimmer of civilization. Sometimes they bring medical supplies. Apparently there's a pharmacy a few towns down from Checkouts that gets restocked every now and then, so they share what they can. I've never heard of an Ikea with a pharmacy before but at this point I wouldn't be surprised if someone stumbled on an Ikea Organ Harvesting Lab. Would certainly explain the staff. Speaking of our faceless jailers, their attacks have been getting worse lately. 3 or 4 times a week now, with twice as many staff as there used to be. No idea where they all come from, or why the attacks have increased. We tried following one of them during the day a few weeks ago, me and Sarah. Wanted to see if they led back to a staff room or something. Didn't seem to go anywhere though, just randomly walked through the aisles. We had to turn back before we found anything. We've been reinforcing the walls, trying to arm ourselves better. Certainly no lack of materials to use. Wasim has been making more crossbows, but it's pretty slow going. Too bad Ikea doesn't sell guns. The attacks are getting bad now. Almost every night, and with so many staff that the bodies almost pile high enough for others to climb the walls. I think we're in real trouble here. Exchange is, I think Exchange is done. We got hit pretty bad last night. Not many casualties, but the wall is wrecked. We finally figured out why the attacks had been escalating, too. A box of supplies had a chunk of one of the staff in there. No idea how it happened but apparently a piece of one will draw them as well as a full body. Too late now in any case, there's too many bodies for us to haul away and still have time to fix the wall before night. Candace has called a meeting. I suspect there will be talk of abandoning Exchange, maybe try and get shelter at Checkouts or something. It's already getting late though. I don't think we'll have time to make it. Maybe some of us will. I was fine for that first week out in the dark, after all. But then, how often can I keep getting lucky. I'm only writing this for a sense of closure, I guess. For me, or for anyone who finds this. If this is the final entry here, I hope whoever is reading this is doing so from outside of this place. My biggest fear? If I do die tonight, I'll just wake up here again in the morning."*closes the book*"That's the last entry."

Leshawna: "Dang, I'd rather get lost in a normal IKEA than in 3008."

Lindsay: "Yeah, and that's happened to me before, a lot."

Courtney: " How many times?"

Lindsay: "I lost count after the first 10 times, but they do have really comfy chairs to sleep in."

Leshawna: "And good meatballs too."

Courtney: "Well I never got lost in an IKEA before."

Gwen: "You got lost last week and you called me to find you hun."

Courtney: "Well excuse me for not being able to read their in store maps."

Gwen: "Well you are a CIT."

Leshawna: *Chuckles* "Oh snap, she just went there."

Courtney: *Pouts* "It was one time, I got lost in an IKEA, the maps were confusing."

Gwen: *wraps her hand around Courtney's waist*"Next time you get lost, I'll make sure we have fun when the lights are out~."

Courtney: *Blushes* "Hm, okay, but next time I get to be on top~."

Gwen: *pinches Courtney's butt*"We'll see about that~."

Courtney: *After getting her butt pinched* "Eep!" *Giggles* "Gwen come on, save it for bed~."

Leshawna: "Enough with the vagina love you love birds."

Courtney: "Well I can't help it when Gwen gets me all hot and bothered."

Gwen: "How about we take this to the closet~?"

(Y/N): "You two are still on the clock, remember?"

Courtney: "Oh uh, right."

Gwen: "Sorry."

Leshawna: "I've seen All-Stars and thought you two would be a good couple, but this is not what I expected."

Lindsay: "Well to be fair, Courtney does have a lot of sexual energy." *Sees the looks she's getting* "Wait, you guys didn't know?"

Leshawna: "I didn't, how did you know?"

Lindsay: "Just a hunch."

(Y/N): "Anyways, just make sure that you don't go into the store, you might get lost in there and you might not make it back to your reality when you find an exit."

Courtney: "Noted, don't go into the magic IKEA." *Pouts a bit* "No matter how hard it is to read their maps."

Gwen: "You're still on that?"

Courtney: "Yeah..."

Gwen: "Would doing some sudoku make you feel better?"

Courtney: *Smiles* "Yeah."

Gwen: "And if you want I have a special crossword puzzle."*holds up a sex themed crossword puzzle*"This one."

Courtney: *sees the crossword puzzle*"Oh Gwen, you really want to get into my pants don't ya?"

Gwen: *Chuckles* "Guilty."

(Y/N): "Girls, remember, on the clock."

Gwen and Courtney: "Sorry."

We later see Gwen and Courtney at your apartment and they were making out on the couch while you were in the recliner watching TV.

Courtney: *Moans* "Mmm, oh Gwen, why didn't we become lovers sooner~?"

Gwen: *moans*"Because we have a bad taste in men, except (Y/N)." *to you* "No offense."

(Y/N): "None taken."

Courtney: "Hey babe, got the strap on~?"

Gwen: *takes off her clothes and reveal her strap on*"Right here~." "But are you sure you wanna do it next to (Y/N)?"

(Y/N): "It's okay, I don't mind."

Gwen: "Really?"

Courtney: "Hon, remember, he's autistic."

Gwen: "Oh yeah, well then let's get started~."

Courtney got into position and Gwen then inserted the strap on into Courtney's anus and she started moving her hips roughly while you watch TV. After some time we see Courtney squirt and moans in pleasure.

Gwen: "Like this bitch~?"

Courtney: *Moans* "Yeah I do~. Please make me your bitch~! Ram me hard~!"

Gwen: *Smirks* "With pleasure~!"

We then see Gwen ramming the strap on into Courtney's anus and Courtney was moaning like a sex addicted deviant. Gwen continued to thrust into Courtney's anus as Courtney squirted hard like a broken hydrant. After some time, both Gwen and Courtney were resting in the afterglow of their sex session.

Courtney: *Pants* "That... was amazing."

Gwen: "Glad you liked it, hope I wasn't too rough with your chocolate starfish."

Courtney: "You weren't rough enough, I was your bottom bitch with that strap on."

Gwen: "That you were, even the first time we did it, though I never knew you had freckles on your ass too~."

Courtney: *Blushes a bit* "Oh stop."

Gwen: "Wanna feel the real thing with (Y/N)?"

Courtney: "Hm, maybe some other time, my ass is a bit sore."

Gwen: "Okay, it would be nice if Zee turned one of us into a futa but-"

Courtney: "But futas and shemales are considered anomalous."

(Y/N): "And they would detect thaumaturgic energies."

Gwen: "What's thaumaturgic energy?"

Courtney: "It's energy that is magic for rituals and stuff."

Gwen: "Oh gotcha, wait how do you know that?"

Courtney: "I've been reading, and the only way one of us could be a futa without being detected with thaumaturgic energy is with surgery, soo, and I'm doing this for us, I'll be the one with the penis."

Gwen: "Wouldn't a surgery like that cost a lot of money?"

Courtney: "Yeah, like a million dollars."

(Y/N): "Well more like over 25,000 to 50,000 dollars."

Gwen: "Oh that doesn't seem like much, question is where are we gonna find 25 to 50,000 dollars?"

Courtney: "Well I know for one thing we are not going on a reality TV show."

Gwen: "Got that right, so how can we make a lot of money?"

(Y/N): "Well, how about you appreciate the bodies you already have and use artificial insemination."

Gwen: "Um, wha?"

Courtney: "He means we should be proud of our bodies and use sex toys."

Gwen: "Oh gotcha, and I don't think you could stand and pee at the same time."

Courtney: "Oh like you pee standing up?"

Gwen: "Well I can do better than you can, remember when you actually tried to do that?"

Courtney: *Blushes a bit* "Don't remind me, especially with that urinal you put in our home."

Flashback

Here we see Courtney coming into the bathroom where she saw Gwen put in a floor mounted urinal.

Courtney: "Um Gwen what's that?"

Gwen: "Boy toilet."

Courtney: "Why?"

Gwen: "In case one of us is using the other toilet, or if one of us can't hold it we can use the back up toilet."

Courtney: "Good thinking, but why a boy toilet?"

Gwen: "They look pretty cool, plus I always wanted to see what it was like to use one of these."

Courtney: "Hm, alright, I'll try this."

Courtney then takes off her pants and panties and then tries to aim into the urinal.

Courtney: "So uh, how do we aim if neither of us have boy parts?"

Gwen: "Don't worry, it's a floor mounted urinal, just aim at that drain."

Courtney: "Alright, I was a CIT, peeing in a boy toilet can't be that hard."

We then see Courtney spread her legs as she then relaxes her muscles and then starts to release her pee, although it's not hitting the urinal.

Gwen: "Uh Courtney you're not hitting the urinal."

Courtney: *While peeing* "What are you-"

Courtney then notices she's missing the urinal even though it's floor mounted.

Courtney: "Ah! Gwen!"

Gwen: "On it!"

Gwen then grabs Courtney and moves her in position where the CIT is now spraying the urinal as she then finally stops peeing.

Courtney: "Uh okay, it may be harder than I thought. And sorry for the mess."

Gwen: "It's fine."

End of flashback

Gwen: "And since then, I gave Courtney a funnel to practice her aiming."

(Y/N): "You mean that special funnel women use to pee standing up?"

Gwen: "Yeah that's the one."

Courtney: "Plus, it's super helpful too, and heh, I never knew peeing like a guy would be kind of fun."

Gwen: "Yeah."

(Y/N): "Why are you two talking about how fun it is to pee like a guy?"

Courtney: "It's a new experience for us. Plus it is a bit better than using a squat toilet."

(Y/N): "That's reasonable."

Gwen: "So (Y/N), where do we get the money?"

(Y/N): "For the surgery, if you want it without the help of reality TV shows, work hard at your job at the Foundation."

Gwen: "Gotcha, but Courts are you sure you wanna go through with the surgery?"

Courtney: "Well, at first I thought I did, but looking at it now, maybe our sex life is fine as it is, plus there's always the sperm donor. I really want the baby weight to go down to your thighs so we can have matching butts."

Gwen: "Sounds fun, although I don't think we'll be able to fit into any shorts."

Courtney: "Heh, true but we can get maternity clothing."

Gwen: "True, won't be comfortable but we'll wear them together."

Courtney: "Yeah we will."

(Y/N): "Well I'm glad you two worked out the baby situation."

Courtney and Gwen: "Thanks (Y/N)."

Later on, we see Lindsay looking at SCP-3008..

Lindsay: "Hm..."

Courtney: "Lindsay, what are you doing?"

Lindsay: "If (Y/N) can teleport anywhere he wants, why can't we go in there and have some fun?"

Courtney: "I don't know, remember what he said? We'll probably end up in a different reality or something if we do find the exit in 3008."

Lindsay: "Oh yeah, but (Y/N) can teleport us back without using an exit right?"

You then teleported behind Lindsay and Courtney and you were covered in yellow and blue markings and dressed like a IKEA branded survivor.

Courtney: *Turns to see you* "Woah! what happened to you?"

(Y/N): "I was in 3008 fighting a bunch of monsters, I made a guitar out of some furniture."*pulls out a makeshift guitar*"Check it out."

Lindsay: "Cool, so can we go in there since you can teleport?"

(Y/N): "Hm, I don't see why not."

Lindsay: "Yay! Come on Courtney let's go."

Courtney: "Okay."

We see Courtney and Lindsay in 3008-1 looking around the place.

Lindsay: "So how are things with you and Gwen?"

Courtney: "Well We did have sex with (Y/N) in the room, and our relationship has been pretty good so far, plus we have considered experimenting and having an open relationship with (Y/N)."

Lindsay: "Ooh neat, what about with other girls?"

Courtney: "Hm, well we did consider that and if one of us did do it with another girl it would be okay with us, why do you ask?"

Lindsay: "Just curious, so should we settle into a settlement?"

Courtney: "Probably."

Later, at the Aisle 69 settlement, we see you and the girls see that the settlement is completely composed of girls.

Sam: "I don't get it, and I'm not being offensive, but why are there so many girls here?"

Alex: *Sees the aisle number* "Uh Sammy?"

Sam looks at the aisle number and realizes it's not only a number, but also a sex position.

Sam: "Oh, wow."

Clover: "69, is that the aisle number or just a sex joke."

Gwen: "Both, and Courtney's favorite position."

Courtney: *Blushes and giggles* *playful shoves Gwen* "Oh stop."

Lindsay: "Why are they looking at (Y/N)?"

All the girls in the Aisle 69 settlement were looking at you while you were sharpening your fire ax and you weren't noticing them looking.

Alex: "Okay I've seen enough cartoons that involve Amazons to know that if there are all girls there that never saw a guy in their life, they will go nuts and try to have babies with him."

Clover: "Oh uh...that won't be good."

Sam: "Isn't there a way to calm them down?"

Courtney: "Well this is aisle 69 right?"

Sam: "Yeah but what does that have to do with -" *Realizes what she means* "Oh right."

Girl: "We haven't seen a man for who knows how long."

Gwen: "Haven't you girls tried having sex with each other?"

The IKEA girls looked at each other in confusion.

Girl: "We have and it has gotten old."

Courtney: "Well what do you all do?"

Girl: "The usual, makeshift sex toys and sex positions."

Courtney: "Even 69?"

Girl: "Yep."

Girl 2: "And we need to ensure the future of our settlement and this guy has what we need to do it, if uh, you give us your consent."

Sam: "Well, do you really want to do it with him?"

Clover: "They did say they need to ensure their future."

Courtney: "Having babies in a place like this?"

Girl 1: "While it is IKEA, there is plenty of food and materials to build what we need to take care of our children."

Lindsay: "That seems fair."*to you*"Hey (Y/N), can you do something to help these girls?"

(Y/N): "Sure what is it?"

Frenchie: Several days later.

Here we see you and the IKEA girls along with the others resting after you did it with the IKEA girls.

Clover: "Does anyone know how long we were here?"

Gwen: "10 days cause someone went first"

Sam: "The IKEA girls right?"

Courtney: "Mostly yes, but it's Leshawna actually."

Girls: "What?!"

Leshawna: "Hey this booty belongs to (Y/N) and you know it. I want him to experience doing it with a booty like mine."*spanks her butt*" He had fun with this luscious apple."

Girls: "Touche."

Courtney: "Okay, so what now?"

Sam: "We should head home."

Gwen: *To you* "(Y/N), are you feeling okay?"

(Y/N): "I'm fine."

Clover: "What?! How?!"

Sam: "I'm guessing, lots of stamina."

(Y/N): "I've been doing some mandatory training, it gave me a lot of stamina to last for hours, even with Leshawna's large bottom." *To Leshawna* "No offense."

Leshawna: "Nah it's fine, I just want ya to have fun with my booty."

Clover: "...How was it?"

Sam and Alex: "Clover!"

Clover: "What? I'm curious."

Leshawna: "Well I do like squishing his head into my booty, I thought he earned it since he's been busting his butt and almost getting killed saving the world from anomalies."

When Leshawana said that, the girls then remembered you getting killed by Gary in the Old Canon.

Sam: "Yeah, he definitely earned it."

Clover: "Totally..."

(Y/N): "You three okay?"

Leshawna: "Yeah, y'all look like you saw a ghost."

Alex: "Oh yeah we're fine, just worried about the 3008-2s that's all."

(Y/N): "Oh makes sense since it's nighttime."

You and the others then see the Staff trying to get through the defenses.

Gwen: "Um what are they doing?"

Sam: "Trying to get through."Sees Lindsay wearing clothing made out of SCP-3008-2 skin*"Lindsay!"'

Lindsay: "What?"

Sam: "You know that these things follow the corpses of the dead staff members."

Lindsay: *Realizes* "Oh my gosh, you're right!"

We then see Lindsay take the clothes off as she is now naked with no clothes under the staff skin clothes.

Lindsay: "Phew, that was a close one." *Sees the looks she's getting from the girls* "Hey I'm proud of my body, I have nothing to hide."

Leshawna: "Preach."

Courtney: "Alright then, come on let's go."

You then grab two fire axs and then fight off the SCP-3008-2s as the girls saw it happen.

Clover: "Wow, look at him go."

Lindsay: "Woo! Go (Y/N)!"

Some of the 3008-2's got distracted when they saw Lindsay in the buff as you saw one of them grab Lindsay and it begins to grope her.

SCP-3008-2: "The store is now closed, please exit the building."

Lindsay: "Hey get off of me you freak!"

Lindsay then punched the staff member back as you stabbed it with a curtain rod from behind.

Lindsay: "Thanks babe."

(Y/N): "Your welcome now let's get everyone home."

We then see you teleport yourself and the entire settlement back to your universe and we see you and the girls at your apartment.

Lindsay: *Sits down* "Ah home sweet home." *Spreads legs*

Gwen: *Sees Lindsay's womanhood* "Gah, can you put on some pants?"

(Y/N): *to the IKEA girls*"Well you girls better head to the Foundation, I'll send them a message about you guys so you all can get back into society."

IKEA Girl: "Thank you."

Courtney: *Glaces at Lindsey's womanhood* "Wow, it's so smooth." *Sees Gwen looking at her* "Generally speaking of course."

Lindsay: "Thanks, I always shave there and wax it just to make sure."

Gwen: "So after banging a bunch of girls in that awful IKEA, what are they gonna do once they're pregnant?"

Courtney: "Well for one they'll probably make cribs and other baby items so they're prepared."

(Y/N): "Once they re-enter society of course."

Lindsay: "And take care of their babies."

Sam: "Lindsay, why are you still naked? Shouldn't you get some clothes?"

Lindsay: "Oh fine."

Lindsay then puts on the clothes she made from the skin of the Staff from SCP-3008-2.

Sam: *Sees the SCP-3008-2 clothing* "You brought that back with us?"

Lindsay: "I made these clothes myself, I don't want them to go to waste."

Clover: "You do know they're made from dead anomalies right?"

Lindsay: "Hey they attacked us first."

We then see Jessica come into the room and she sees what Lindsay is wearing.

Jessica: "Uh, what are you wearing?"

Gwen: "Clothes made from dead anomalies."

Jessica: "What?"

Leshawna: "Long story, we were at SCP IKEA and (Y/N) helped uh, repopulate with the girls there."

Jessica: "Oh gotcha, but Lindsay why are you wearing clothes made from dead anomalies?"

Lindsey: "They attacked me first, it's only fair that I wear their clothes, although their clothes are their skin and I'm basically wearing skin okay yeah this is gross."

Lindsay then takes off the 3008-2 clothes as she is naked again.

Lindsey: "Phew that's better."

Courtney: "Lindsay I gotta ask, are you a DD?"

Lindsay: "Actually I'm a J-Cup."

Girls: "A J?!"

Gwen: "Why didn't you tell us you were a J?!"

Lindsay: "You never asked."

Courtney: "I always thought you were a DD, how are you a J?"

Lindsay: "Well (Y/N) helped me measure them and it turns out I'm a J."

(Y/N): "It's true, I did the measurements."

Jessica: "Well I'm proud to be a C cup, I don't think my back could handle large boobs."

Leshawna: "What you lack in boob size."*spanks Jessica's butt*"You make up for it with booty size."

Jessica: "Thanks Leshawna."

Leshawna: "No problem sister."

(Y/N): "Well I'm gonna take these girls to the Foundation and get them checked out, see ya."

You and the IKEA girls then leave the room as the girls then turn to Jessica.

Sam: "We have something to tell you that (Y/N) shouldn't know about, let's meet up at the Hero Girls' lair."

Later at the lair, the girls explained everything that happened in the Old Canon and Clover showed the events happening in the Old Canon with her compowder.

Jessica: "Woah what?? He... he died?"

Clover: "Mmhm."

Jessica: "Yikes, to think the (Y/N) in that timeline-"

Sam: "Canon as in story."

Jessica: "Right, it's so bizarre that (Y/N) is alive in one canon and dead in another at the same time."

Diana: "What is a canon?"

Kara: "It's a story where any specific event is confirmed to happen."*points to the screen*"Like Jessica being a psychopathic environmental terrorist criminal who is also a cannibal in that Canon."

Jessica: "What?"

Jessica then sees her Old Canon self eating the flesh of a dead millionaire as she leads a battalion.

Jessica: "Yikes, I look like a more evil version of poison ivy."

Pam: "Hey just because I'm part carnivorous plant doesn't mean I eat people, only animals."

Clover: "Anyways, we can't tell (Y/N) about what happened in the Old Canon."

Jessica: "Yeah, I don't think he can handle the truth."

Pam: "So we don't tell him?"

Sam: "Yes, for his safety and ours."

Jessica: "Gotcha."

Pam: "So now what?"

Clover: "We just pretend everything is fine and go with it."

Jessica: "Okay we promise not to tell him."

Alex: "Good."

Later on, we see you return home and you start watching TV as we see the girls come into the room.

(Y/N): "Hey where were you girls?"

Jessica: "Oh uh, we were..."

Gwen: "Having a orgy in the superhero girls lair and we didn't want to mess up your apartment."

(Y/N): "Oh okay."

Jessica: "Yeah, me and Leshawna were squishing our butts together and we squirted hard."

(Y/N): "Cool, I'm gonna make dinner."

You went to the kitchen as Jessica looked at Gwen.

Jessica: *Whispers* "Having an orgy?"

Gwen: *whispers*"I had to come up with something to keep him from knowing, plus to be honest, your ass is kind of hot."

Jessica: *Blushes* "Really?"

Gwen: *whispers*"Yeah, but I gotta say and I'm not judging, why the long skirt? You know what happens when a strong wind comes by right?"

Jessica: "Yeah, but with a butt like mine, I couldn't pull off or put on some bell bottom pants. I always wanted to wear some but..."

Gwen: "You're butt got in the way?"

Jessica: "Yeah."

Courtney: "It's okay, Jess I feel your pain, sometimes it can be a real pain in the ass for me to put on my capri pants with my junk in the trunk."

Leshawna: "Same here, it's hard to find a pair of pants to fit my booty into them."

(Y/N): "Hey Jessica, I made you a pair of bell bottoms for ya."

You then hand a pair of bell bottom pants to Jessica and she was happy to see them.

Jessica: "Woah, thanks (Y/N)"

(Y/N): "Anytime, and the fabric is elastic incase you gain a few pounds and they go down to your thighs."

Jessica: "Thanks, I'm gonna try them on."

We then see Jessica take off her long skirt and then put on her bell bottoms and they fit on just right.

Jessica: "Ooh comfy."

Courtney: "And they make your ass look good."

Jessica: *Looks at her butt* "Mm, yeah it does."

Gwen: "Yeah, you might kill (Y/N) with an ass like that."

Gwen realized what she said as the girls glared at her while you were confused.

(Y/N): "What?"

Jessica: "Nothing, you know how Gwen can be, we'll be at the lair."

(Y/N): "Okay, wait for another orgy?"

Courtney: "Yeah another orgy, we love orgies, we might invite you some time, except this time cause this is girl time."

We later see the girls back in the lair and they were looking at Gwen.

Jessica: "You had to say the K-word didn't you?"

Gwen: "I said that figuratively not literally."

Sam: "Just try to be more careful with your words."

Gwen: "Noted."

Lindsay: "Ahem."

Everyone looked to see that Lindsay was naked wearing a strap-on.

Lindsay: "So is the orgy off?"

Courtney: "You know what, let's have a orgy for real now."

Gwen: "Yeah I could use-"

Courtney: "And I'm gonna be on top, you're gonna be bottom Gwen."

Zee: "Ooh, I can see where this is going."

Diana: "So we are doing an orgy?"

Zee: "Yep."

Jessica: "Zee remember, we can't use magic cause the Foundation members might catch you."

Zee: "Well there is no Foundation here so we should be safe, and I can use my magic to give us some penises temporarily."

Leshawna: "Well what are we waiting for? Let's get busy!"

We then see Zee use her magic to turn everyone into futanaris and then they start having an orgy. After sometime, we see the girls are exhausted and the girls who were futas were back to normal.

Jessica: *Pants* "That was amazing."

Next: Chapter 65: Omni-Man vs. the SCP Foundation