Doubles explore some more

Brianne shuddered, her hips jerking. Bulges of cock-juice trailed up her shaft, visible to Becca's ogling. She gulped over and over, thrilled to feel the sticky, thick fluid filling her gullet time and again. Warmth spread through, filling her stomach little spurts at a time. In short order however she found her lungs lacking and so released the tight hold of her throat, her long and still spewing cock to slipping free. She slumped even as her pole bounced from one side to the other following its own weight, shudders of cock-milk slipping from the end to trail down in long rivers. Like Becca, Brianne had nigh-endless stamina when it came to her hardened pole.

“Mmph, so hot…” Becca trailed off, laid out and pumping her own dick, her slippery fingers mired in the aftermath of the handful of climaxes she’d already given herself. Trails of seed hung off her in a hundred places, turning clear as they hardened to her skin in the room’s cool air. Watching the hung woman on the desk chair leisurely stroking her long member, the futa began to type something into her phone, a delirious look of hunger and arousal in her eyes.

This time the long-dicked girl noticed it as her body morphed.

“Mmmm…” she moaned lightly, eyes lazily roaming down herself, to her sides where luscious skin expanded at a slow yet unrelenting pace. She rose in her seat slightly at that same pace, yet she did not move of her own volition.

“I’ve always wanted a hot ass” she said, smiling as her hips widened to proportions almost comical on her otherwise slender frame. The bubbling out of her derriere completed just as the armrests of her chair began to become almost too tight of a space to fit. The fat of her lower body visibly bulged around the plastic of the chair at her sides. She shifted, ogling her own expanded hips with a smile on her cheeks and a cock straining at its furthest.

“Ohmygodohmygo-...” Becca moaned, hips jerking without any rhyme or reason as yet again she shot her load.

The fatigue of cumming so many times in such a short time frame wasn’t usually an issue for the “blessed” girl but the near-blind ferocity of which she had gone to task, possessed of her own lustful desires and the realization of having another body to mold so freely was having a straining effect on her mind’s ability to keep up with the desires of her cock.

She blacked out, making another mess with her always ready dick.

It was at that moment, one futa blacked out and cumming wildly while the other felt up her completely bare and fat ass that footsteps pattered up to the closed door.

“Hey, Becca can I have your hel-p-...” the girl stopped just inside the door, mouth dropping at all she found inside. She just stood there, mind trying to come to grips with what she was seeing. Becca, layed out, trails of something suspiciously white in color that sprayed out across her partially clothed form and onto the bed everywhere, the presence of another girl that looked almost exactly like Becca but with… a dick too large for the girl to wrap her mind around.

So that’s what her name is…

“Oh, hey Chels!” Brianne said, recognizing her other-reality version of her own sister. Removing her hand from feeling up her own back-side she gave the cute girl a small wave.

All of a sudden Chelsea seemed to realize that she was standing there staring at two futa’s in the middle of… masturbating, their naked postures and the general liquid mess finally making some sense to her.

“S-sorry, I’ll uh… come… back-” she turned, moving quickly to shut the door behind her as she retreated in a half-daze. She seemed to barely notice the fact that both futa looked exactly alike except for a few features.

“Hmm…” Brianne hummed, eyes where her other-sister had just been. Back in her world Chelsea had been the youngest and cutest of the bunch, the only one with some freckling on her cheeks to match her fun personality. Looking off towards her counterpart, something gleamed behind her eyes, seeing the open app in Becca’s hand. Becca was in the middle of groggy waking, groans of disapproval at the splitting headache as she slowly came back to the waking world.

“Hey, can I see that for a sec B? I have an idea.” Brianne said, remembering that Chelsea had called her other "Becca".

Becca opened a pained eye to her double, her cock bouncing as she remembered what she’d done to the girl earlier. That, however, just caused her to wince, shutting her eyes again in pain.

She was silent for a time, apparently weighing the pros and cons of letting the sexy girl mess with the forces of reality.

“Urgh… yeah, I guess if you're careful then… go ahead.” she continued, a hand rubbing at her forehead.

Brianne chuckled, more aware than Becca of how much of a blessing and a curse their ability to orgasm so many times could be since she’d lived through her formative years with it and Becca had only the memory of the past day or so.

She walked over, having to work just to get her huge hips free from the chair. She sashayed, enjoying the feeling of her lower end seeming to bounce with her every step, hips, ass and cock all wobbling to her body’s licentious gate. Picking up her counterpart’s dropped phone on the bed, she began to type.

Chelsea now thinks what she saw in this room is completely normal. and hit enter.

She wondered idly what the ramifications of those simple words would mean for the cute girl, she could think of a hundred ways it might make the day-to-day more exciting for all of them. Her cock hardened, straightening out as she bounced her wide hips side to side in excitement.

“Ughn… what’d you do?” Becca asked, one eye straining open to look through Brianne’s swaying dick up at the futa. Her gaze momentarily followed the trail of the pulsing rod before it was apparently too much for her pained mind.

“Hm..” Brianne thought, she smirked. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” she said in a sing-song sound.

That caused Becca to smile in a much similar way, her eyes once again closed.

“Okay, I guess that’s fair.” she winced. “Now, can you do something about this headache?”

Brianne rolled her eyes, knowing herself, realizing that the futa on the bed before her just wanted to get back to the kinky shit.

With a few taps and a few moments after, Becca opened her eyes, gaze cleared of pain, the futa now followed the pulsing dick, hard yet drooping slightly under its considerable weight beside her.

“You seem to really like mine.” Brianne said, a small smile on her lips. She swayed her hips slightly, enjoying the way that the other futa watched her dick swing slowly. She eyed her counterpart’s luscious body as well, unaware that they were both entranced with their own **** alterations on this reality.

“Y-yeah…” Becca half-moaned, hands irresistibly drawn to her own foot-long member, lightly beginning to stroke up and down, tantalizing the flesh in a way only experience could produce.

Brianne shuffled forward onto the bed, her cock bouncing this and that way over her laying opposite. Stroking herself, eyes gleaming with delighted arousal, she lay down on her side across from this other version barely far enough away that Becca’s straining dick couldn’t touch her fattened thighs. Staring at her, she leaned forward to allow her upper “pussy” to slurp down on her pendulous head, the long pole sequestered between the subtle mounds on her chest as her shoulders hunched inward.

“Nnnghh…” Becca groaned, seeing her twin suckling on that beautiful tip once more, she couldn’t help the increased pace of her stroking fingers, expertly drawing forth droplets of clear fluid.

"I never thought that I'd ever be doing this" Becca whispered between sighs of pleasure.

*Pop* "M-yeah?" Brianne replied, taking a moment to release her self-love before returning right back to that scrumptious head.

"I mean-fu-..." Her eyes rolled, visibly swallowing, almost tipping beyond that peak.

Hand held still on her pulsing dick, so ready to release, Becca continued. "I’m looking at what’s essentially a-hah-clone of myself… that I’ve modified, made so…mmphf… sexy and…and she doesn’t even know the best parts that have changed-ohgod…”

As she talked, her pace quickened beyond her own will, fingers moving efficiently over the veiny rod, feeling like a thing that wished to draw her very being through the hot dick. Her mind reeled as she climaxed again, hips thrusting so that the tip mashed against the hot skin of Brianne’s massive thigh. White splatters exploded across the velvety soft skin, making Brianne groan around her own dick in arousal.

In the midst of the futa’s mind-melting explosion Brianne’s dick wetly slipped from her expert lips.

“You don’t know the half of it.” she murmured, enamoured with her own work, of the busty futanari blowing her soul out through that beautiful dick right now.

Perhaps it was because of the power of Omni App, the lessening of her fears or the incredibly hot situation she found herself in. As she watched the mirror-like face before her, cumming her brains dry, eyes rolled to the heavens, she leaned forward, letting her dick head lay off to the side as she locked her cum-stained lips to that of her double.

Becca’s eyes shot wide, confused, the feel of someone’s plush lips settled against her own distinct and world shaking. She had never been in a situation like this, mouth to mouth, yet she knew only what it could be. Still in the after throws of ecstasy, her mind settled slowly, coming to the realization that her twin, this other reality version of herself was currently sucking softly on her lower lip, the wet noise so… lewd, so intimate.

She backed off, blinking at the other girl, feeling a hundred emotions mixing inside her. Lust, contentment, excitement, worry and others that she couldn’t identify.

“W-what was that?” she said, still gasping as small shudders of post orgasmic ecstasy rushed up and down her body.

Brianne pursed her lips, her tongue darting out for a moment as if testing the flavor there. “I… don’t know…” for once this other version seemed more unsure than Becca normally was. Throughout all of this the alien of the two had been riding on the high of muted fears related to transformation and had thus shown a sturdier spine in general.

“It just sort of felt… right… in the moment.” she twiddled her fingers, blushing, still appearing unsure of herself as she darted her gaze to her counterpart.

Becca mimicked her other, tasting something on her lower lip, finding the slightly different taste to… excite her in a way foreign to her.

“Well… I didn’t dislike it…” she murmured.

It was quiet, the darkness outside telling of the late hour even as all other noise from elsewhere in the house had dwindled. Neither moved, unwilling to break that overwhelming silence, nothing beyond the background of a vehicle miles away, the subtle hum of Becca's pc and the even rhythm of two women fully aware of the other breathing hot air back and forth.

Becca moved first this time, slowly at first, leaning her face towards the mirror image of darkly green eyes and glistening lips. Those parted lips, both nirvana and a blatant danger at once. When Brianne, however, began to move as well she felt her heart jump.

Eyes closed, they met halfway, the hot air of their lungs showing that they both were excited for this moment and as their lips touched they moved as one, both unfamiliar with how this was supposed to go but also too elated to fucking care. Mind’s in sync they moved in counterpart motions, humming aroused approval at the taste of the each other’s wet lips as their mouths opened to allow their tongues to come into play, dancing across one another in what could only be felt as raw hunger, their wet muscles asserting for dominance in a playful exploration of this new euphoric game

As they kissed, being drawn into the sexually charged moment, their cocks hardened, body’s moving closer as their hands began to grip and rub against one another. Their lower halves met, beginning to grind against as they moaned mutual approval at all the intense sensations being piled atop them. Their rods stood straight up between them, frotting against one another, one standing twice as far up their belly’s as the other. Trails of pre leaked from Becca’s foot of dick, wetting the space between them just under Becca’s round tits that squished against her double’s nearly flat chest. Brianne’s hard member ran all the way, up between those deliciously soft mounds, leaking a heavy trail under the chins of the hungrily, sloppily making out pair. The sounds of their sucking and moans filled the room, probably easy to hear from out in the hall. They however couldn’t give a fuck at that moment, enthralled with the waves of arousal pulsing through them as if a physical thing that they passed back and forth causing their body’s to light afire.

Becca came away, a sticky string tying the two’s lips together, her lusted-over gaze staring at her other with need. Her hips moved then of their own want, a rumble of pleasure rushing up and down at the feel of her dick rubbing against her twin’s steel-hard member.

“This is so messed up.” she gasped, heart barely able to keep an even rhythm, racing as it was.

“I know… but mmm…” Brianne’s eyes rolled, momentarily lost in the sensation of her twin’s much smaller cock rubbing circles against her own.

Her eyes sparked as she regained control of herself, taking in that face that looked like her own.

“But it just makes it that much better”

She leaned in, this time moving to the other girl’s collar bone, sucking on the protrusion for a second before moving on, trailing up a side, leaving a trail everywhere her tongue touched.

“Oohhn…” Becca moaned, feeling like her body was about to light aflame any second, distinctly feeling every minute touch on the sensitive skin as Brianne explored her below the ear.

Eyes open, delirious with euphoria she looked down and then had an idea.

Brianne was just reaching to the soft lobe of her double’s right ear when she felt a sensation both extremely familiar and slightly off. Soft, wet lips suckling on the spongy tip of her dick-head, though feeling less expert, less familiar with the activity of sucking one’s own dick. They moved as if unsure, testing by going down just over the very end, yet the rapid hot air that flowed over told of just how excited the other person was.

Brianne renewed her vigor, beginning to leave marks where she kissed and sucked on her partner’s neck and jaw, now aware that Becca was trying to suck the end of her long cock as the head rested between them, just below where they had just kissed.

“Ohhh…. Fuuuu…” Brianne moaned as Becca’s mouth engulfed her head, sucking it far enough to almost reach her hot hole of a throat.

She was by no means better at this than Brianne could be. She had no experience where as Brianne nearly always masturbated by fucking her own throat. What she did have going for her was enthusiasm and the awareness that Brianne was currently getting a kinky blowjob by what was essentially herself but from another reality. The mere idea had Brianne's heart racing, her chest rising in tandem against her twin.

Becca hummed, clearly enjoying the taste of this monster currently sequestered between her cheeks and up between the round mounds on her chest.

“What a good slut, sucking on your own clone's dick… mmph… I bet you love the taste, knowing that it's from me jacking off, that pretty soon I’ll be shooting that same stuff down your throat.” Brianne whispered into her twin’s ear, leaving small kisses in their place.

Brianne began to thrust, unable to stop the impulse as Becca’s mouth moved up and down, careful to stimulate the sensitive head. Brianne’s hands moved, wanting to repay the sensations, she found the other girl’s spurting tip that hid between them, rubbing against her own member insistently.

“Mm… naughty girl, getting hard while you suck on someone else’s dick.” Brianne leaned to the side, moving her mouth from sucking on the other futa’s neck so she could now kiss along her cheek and finally to where that spurting tip hid behind her twin’s pert lips. She licked along the edge of where the member met mouth, enjoying Becca’s look of utter arousal as so much assaulted her senses.

Licking her own dick one last time as the other girl ascended before making her way back down the tumescent end, she spoke a filthy thought.

“I bet you want somewhere to stick this, huh?” she wrapped her hand around Becca’s straining cock, smiling as Becca’s lidded eyes warmed to the feeling. She nodded, drunk on the taste and embrace of Brianne’s sublime body, her hands wrapped behind the girl to feel up her massive rear.

Brianne moaned out a giggle. “Okay I can’t pretend anymore, fuuuck but I need this…” she said, shuffling upwards slightly and pulling her hips back. She held Becca’s foot long piece of hot meat downwards as she got into position. She lined up, placing that hot end against the lips of her ball-less crotch, shivering slightly as she imagined what she was about to do. Slickness engulfed the already soaking tip which spurted even now to plaster Brianne’s hidden place.

She licked her lips, looking down to where Becca still lovingly sucked her own hott member, those beautiful green eyes filled with hunger and an overwhelming arousal.

“Fuck it.”

She shifted forward, driving that hot dick several inches into her gaping pussy. The forward motion drove her own cock forwards, placing pressure on the back of Becca’s virgin throat causing her to gag. Becca’s eyes shot wide as both her gag reflex kicked in at the same time that her own dick was engulfed in the hottest, tightest feeling she had ever experienced. The shock of both at once and the look on Brianne’s own face as she felt the first real dick spreading her like that brought Becca over the edge. She moaned, hips jerking beyond her control as her dick expanded with what felt like the most mind-bendingly amazing climax of her life. Her balls churned, emptying her balls of every drop as her body convulsed from head to toe. Her hips thrust, Some primal urge compelling her to drive forward to the base, overcoming what resistance remained in the expanded cave of Brianne's vagina so that she could deposit all she had in the futa's fertile womb.

“Ohshi-” Brianne hunched forwards, feeling the warmth spreading through her even as the foot of dick continued to spread her wider than ever before. She had been so wet, so eager to be filled that it spread her with ease even as her body tried to compress the steel that invaded further and further with each pulse. Hands held to the sides of Becca’s shaking, moaning face, still sucking on Brianne’s own cock, Brianne let herself reach that moment of ecstasy. Bright euphoria spilled through her, her center filing by the second by her own reality-separated twin as said woman eagerly sucked on her own dick like it contained the secret to immortality.

“Drink!” was all she could gasp as her hips thrust one last time. A tidal wave of her ball-less juices spilled into Becca’s waiting lips, battering at the door of her throat until she gave into the bliss, allowing the flood to pass as she earnestly engorged herself.

Late in the night, the only light of the lamp on the desk, the two lay, body’s wrapped in the aftermath of their self-exploration. Their body’s rose in rhythm, small rasps of air telling of the tiring activity of a few minutes before. Cum leaked from them, some from Brianne’s vagina but in other places too, remnants of their earnest love-making.

Brianne hummed, rubbing her chin against Becca’s soft hair, her arms wrapped around.

Had that been it? Love-making? It felt like…

She shook her head, a hand lightly rubbing circles on her other’s soft back.

“We’ll find out tomorrow I guess” she whispered, looking down at the other girl for a moment, careful not too move too much for fear of waking her. She closed her eyes, settling into the comfortable position, the warmth and satisfaction of this body against her, slipping softly to dream.

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