You woke up to see a horrific sight. The genie had cloned herself anyhow, and each genie had the same caterpillar look, with 7 sets of feet. "The more i thought about it, the more i figured it's alright to break the rules every now and then. So, i want you to wish for more clones, i only have two clones of myself. You see, a genie can clone herself without a masters wish only twice, so i did. But i want you to wish for more." "And if I don't?" you ask? "If you don't the 3 of us, with our 7 sets of feet will stomp on you nuts so hard, you will die." And with that, the genies surround you. 21 sets of feet; 42 individual feet, just waiting to crush you.
"Alright, how many clones do you want. And what do you want me to do afterwards?" "I want exact copies of me, each with 7 sets of feet. And I want you to smell our feet, and tell us how much each one smells, and i want a total of...
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