A Ring Changed Sister Sees Everything

Shannon pushed Robin away forcefully and strode away quickly, calling over her shoulder, “Get the fuck out, you freak. Seriously, where is Sharon? She should know her friend just tried to shove her tongue down my throat!”

Robin glared after the totally unappreciative bitch, muttering, “Hmmph…. I hope you….Love Horse Dick!” Her cock pulsed against her thigh as a soft green glow emanated from her ring. Where was that milf? Certainly she’d want to have a go with her fat meat missile!

Heading to Sharon’s room, Shannon had been incredibly surprised to see her twin come careening out of her room in only a skirt as she rushed to the bathroom. She’d winced in sympathy for what her haste was doing to her genitals and exclaimed, “Sharon, what the hell!?”

Sharon’s face was beat red and she never even looked at Shannon as she passed, yelling “Don't look at me!” Shannon followed after her sister as she disappeared into the bathroom, concerned by Sharon’s panicked rush and generally unclothed state. Arriving, she’d expected to talk through the door but to her surprise, the door was rebounding open from her twin’s attempt to forcefully shut it. She peaked around the corner, her desire to catch a glimpse of it getting the better of her. She’d been away at school for months and she’d missed it terribly. Helping out at a nearby stable was nice but it just wasn’t the same.

Her concern for her sister’s state of mind only increased as she watched Sharon fumble around, it being quite clear by now that she just really needed to unload her bladder. She actually tried to urinate sitting down! It was strange, it was like Sharon had forgotten how to go about the act. Shannon’s eyes remained glued to thick mass of horse flesh being clumsily handled between Sharon’s legs, her own loins heating at the long desired sight. Despite her consternation at Sharon’s strange behavior, Shannon couldn’t deny the arousal that always came from seeing it. When Sharon’s frantic efforts actually caused her penis to rise from her prepuce, Shannon felt a marvelous shiver run down her spine. She couldn’t help but slip her hand under her skirt and into her panties to pinch her clit when Sharon’s massive shaft towered gloriously from her crotch.

Sharon’s accident as she tried to stand up was pretty amazing. Shannon’s heart went out to her sister but such a dramatic display of her fetish made her weak in the knees and she thrust two fingers into her twitching cunt as Sharon’s enormous horse cock fired its powerful stream of urine up in the air. Watching Sharon’s comparatively slight body writhe and squirm upon the floor as she emptied her bladder all over herself, she bit back a moan of appreciation. From conversations with her twin, Shannon knew that releasing thick ropes of horse piss was rather physically pleasurable and she wasn’t surprised when Sharon’s lengthy slick penis remained fully extended from her sheath after she finally finished, its tip gently bobbing in the air.

When Sharon’s body seemed to seize up one last time in utter humiliation before relaxing down upon the tiles of the floor, Shannon hesitated. She wasn’t sure if she should leave so Sharon didn’t know she’d been seen or step forward and comfort her. Then Sharon started to cry and Shannon’s mind was made up instantly.

It was the arousal that did it. As if the utterly awful and entirely embarrassing accident hadn’t been enough….she….she was actually turned on by it! The details were different. She didn’t have a pussy that moistened anymore, nor a tingling clit. Her… her balls ached and her mind pictured oceans of cum roiling and sloshing within them, demanding to escape. Her cock was throbbing and her hands-she felt this instinctive pull between them and her insistent shaft, the knowledge that it would feel excruciatingly good pushing against her mind. That was what broke the dam she’d built earlier and now her tears came rushing forth. She pressed her hands to her face and sobbed.

So far gone was she that when a soft voice spoke soothingly and a pair of hands pulled her head into a warm lap, she barely consciously acknowledged it. Instead she just buried her face against the warm comforting presence and cried.

Shannon did her best to comfort her twin even as she took advantage of the moment to feast her eyes on every beautiful inch of Sharon’s equine phallus. As her sister curled into a fetal position upon the floor, her jutting shaft slid closer and closer along the floor. It took every iota of willpower for Shannon not to just reach out her hand and touch it. She was sad to see it start to retreat back into Sharon’s sheath but she enjoyed the way it reminded her of a beast returning to its lair. As it retracted back inside Sharon’s body, Shannon’s eyes traced the misshapen mass of her twin’s massive testicles as they relaxed upon the tiles straight out from her body freed from gravity’s relentless pull. Sometimes Shannon felt pregnant just looking at them. Her tummy fluttered and she swooned a bit.

Suddenly, Sharon sucked in a stuttering breath and shot straight up, looking at Shannon with a completely stunned and horrified expression. Shannon immediately reached out her hands to stroke her twin’s shoulders, “Its okay! Its okay, baby. Its just me!”

Sharon’s eyes flicked down to her genitals that Shannon thought looked awfully cramped between her kneeling legs, “No! It’s not okay, Shannon! I have a fucking horse dick! How could it possibly be okay?!”

Shannon stifled a sigh. Her twin went through periods of either resigned acceptance or black depression in regards to her endowment. “Oh Sharon. I told you this last time. You’re absolutely beautiful and perfect just the way you are. I know you don’t want this but it’s just the way it is. You’re utterly unique…”

Her twin stared at her with her face frozen in an expression of disbelief, “What…what are you talking about?! You’re acting like…like I’ve always had this or something…”

It was Shannon’s turn to look at her sister in shock, “That’s because you have, Sharon. What are you talking about?”

“This…this thing just appeared today! A few hours ago, I had a perfectly normal vagina.”

“Sharon… I’m not being patronizing when I ask you this but… did you hit your head?

“No! What the fuck, Shannon! How could you possibly think this was normal?!”

“Sharon… I want you to try and think about this logically. I know that’s difficult but…which is more likely? That you just up and grew a horse’s genitals today for no apparent reason or that you’ve always had one and you’re just mentally blocking it out because you would rather not have one?”

Her twin was silent for several long moments and Shannon instinctively knew that her point had gotten through. Unfortunately, based on her expression Sharon was only growing more agitated by this possibility. Staving off a complete mental freak out, Shannon pressed forward and drew her twin into a tight hug, “Whatever, baby. Let’s just get you cleaned up, okay?” It was a special tone of voice and like usual it did the trick. Shannon doubted anyone but she would have been able to affect Sharon so…it was a twin thing.

With Sharon sniffling, Shannon stripped the soiled skirt from her and managed to guide her into the claw foot tub. She turned the faucet on, cupping her hand under the water, she brought some over to gently wash Sharon’s urine covered skin. She murmured softly, telling her twin about various unimportant happenings back at school. Sharon seemed content to listen and not think for the moment, letting her generally more dominant counterpart take charge like she always had. Shannon for her part, was lulled into relaxation herself by the familiarity of the ritual. For now she was able to ignore her concern for her sister’s mental break down.

Over time Shannon found her hands paying more and more attention to her twin’s upper thighs and her navel. It was **** of habit. Their habit of bathing together was borne out of Sharon’s dislike for properly taking care of her penis. Shannon smiled a bit. Just like a horse, Sharon needed someone to clean out her sheath regularly. It was always an intense source of fascination for Shannon. Her twin didn’t have some sort of odd human-horse hybrid of a penis. She literally had a horse’s cock in every detail, though her testicles were generally more pendulous for some reason. Shannon breathed in deeply through her nose, she even had that distinctive horse odor wafting up from her equine loins. It was also true that she built up smegma like a horse. She’d always found it rather odd the way Sharon could get such a buildup of dirt and secretions within her sheath when she lived a life indoors with daily showers. Shannon had always liked to imagine Sharon rubbed it around in some dirt, just so her twin could clean it out.

The truth was Shannon loved her sister’s horse dick. And that was both the source of her enduring connection with her twin and the source of her general irritation with her. She hated hearing Sharon complain about it. She would love to have been so endowed! She loved that Sharon had it because of all the opportunities it afforded her to get all up and personal with a horse’s dick without the reaction she got when a person happened to walk in on her similar explorations with actual horses.