Doubles The Fun

A burning red light shined from the crystal in the vibrator. Maria pressed it hard against Lois' clit.

The reporter's pussy clenched spasmodically, uncontrollably. It wasn't a pleasurable sensation, and she shook as an electric current seemed to travel from her clitoris, straight up her spine. A tremendous heat and pressure were centered right where the glowing red rabbit pressed hard against her flesh, spreading outwards, heart pounding faster and faster...

At first, Lois thought it was a trick of perspective when the nub of flesh between the bunny's ears seemed bigger. Then she saw it push through the cleft of those vibrating ears. Harder and more erect than it had ever been, and Lois' nipples were likewise taut and swollen, pink and hard as pencil erasers.

And...there was something else. A kind of itch that seemed to engulf her canal, pulsing out from where the bright bunny burned on her clitoris. She wanted to spread her legs wider and claw at her thighs, her labia, to dig her fingers into her wet channel and scrape and scrape...

Then Lois noticed the dimple in her clitoris. The hard nub of flesh had always been smooth and rounded, but now there was a definite crease near the top...a cleft that seemed to be growing wider as she looked at it. The itching sensation inside of her continued, more and more intense and yet...it was also moving. Initially it had been just beneath her belly button, but now the itch was creeping away, down to her pubis, leaving behind a warm aftermath...

Lois reached down to scratch her thigh, the fingernails pressing hard into the pale flesh, but it wasn't helping. Her hand moved closer in...the sensation in her pussy was almost unbearable now. She didn't think this would normally happen with a vibe, but this was her first time with a rabbit...

Maria's hand grabbed Lois' wrist.

"Wait," she said. "Look. Look in the mirror." And Lois did.

She was sprawled there, legs spread as wide apart as she could, her bare sex on display, the burning light of the rabbit eclipsing her clitoris; Maria was behind her, holding her back, pressing that terrible, wonderful little toy into her, just above...

Lois caught her breath and stared at her vagina. "Yes," Maria said. "Can you see it?"

"What...how..."

"Describe it. Put it into words. Tell me what you're seeing."

There was...a bridge of skin, growing, up from her perineum and down from her clitoris. Maria let go of Lois' hand. "Spread your lips, Lois. Don't scratch. Just...let us explore..."

Hesitantly, Lois did as she was instructed. Pressing her fingers to other side of her pudenda, she carefully pulled her labia apart, to expose the bright pink entrance to her vagina.

Except it wasn't right. She could see the hole, normally hidden; the vaginal canal that led down to her womb. Except now...and Lois had to constrain herself, the itching was so intense...there were two holes. And as they watched, the two holes were gradually **** apart by a wall of flesh growing between them.

Maria shifted the red rabbit, and Lois saw that she now had two distinct clitoral buds, and they had stopped itching...but the internal itching was getting more intense, and...closer to the entrance of her vagina. She looked back at the mirror, and confirmed her sudden suspicion: as the itching lessened, the twin tunnels were growing more and more distinct, the bridge of flesh wider, taking on ever moment a greater resemblance to familiar anatomical forms.

Lois' heart was beating rapidly in her chest as she saw her vagina bifurcated, split in two, and, finally, as the new inner and outer labia formed, she came to accept the strange and terrible reality of the red rabbit.

Lois Lane had two vaginas. One right next to the other, separated only by a wall of flesh about as thick as her thumb. The two clits standing side-by-side, soldiers at attention.

Maria smiled, and clicked off the vibe. The strange light within it died, and Lois could just see some kind of crystal through the plastic. "There," the other woman said, "now doesn't that just look..."