Let him have you

Fighting against a doppelganger is like fighting yourself. You can’t win from, well … you. Even if you got lucky and manage to do the impossible, it’s a fight that would leave you too weak to continue your travels. It is not something you can afford with a hunter daemon coming after you. The daemon would enslave you, take your freedom away and you’d certainly fail in your mission. At least this doppelganger is willing to let you go after he is done with you.

You put the sword of Saint Magdalena back in its scabbard.
“Fine,” You say. “You can have me.”
“Good choice.” You male mirror image says as he puts his own version of the holy relic away. “You can start by offering yourself.”

Begrudgingly, you sit down on the forest floor and spread your legs apart. The doppelganger kneels between them, places a hand on your quim and starts rubbing it. At first you don’t want to see, but you find yourself unable to look away.
“You look fine, girl.” The doppelganger compliments you. “When I first saw you bathing in this river, I just knew I had to have you. Such wild hair, those round breasts. You’ll make a good mother.”
“Whatever, just get it over with.” You sneer at him.
“Oh no, love.” He says. “You’re far to dry right now. Since you’ve given up, I think it’s only courtesy to let you enjoy it. So come on, let yourself go.”

You sigh and roll your eyes, but then your eyes fall on his cock. It is hard with anticipation for your ginger pussy and looks very inviting to you. Against your better judgment, your reach out for the duplicate’s cock and begin to stroke it. This is the first time you have ever held a dick in your hands. You thought it would be hard, which it is, but it also felt soft to the touch. It is actually quite amazing.
As you jack the doppelganger off, he places his other hand on your breast and gets a good feel of it. His touch causes a sigh to escape your lips.

“Good, you’re ready.” The doppelganger suddenly says.
You look into his eyes, those familiar eyes you know so well and ask “I am?”
“Yes,” He says and raises his hand from your quim. “You’re quite wet now. So let’s get this party started.”

You let go of his cock, lean back and spread your legs a little wider. The doppelganger comes over you and guides his cock to your wet pussy. Your conscience tells you it is wrong to leave yourself so open and defenseless, but your curiosity is too eager to finally learn what it means to get fucked.
You bite your lip as you see his cock part your lower lips. You gaze intently at your pussy as you see his cock slowly disappear inside. You feel him stretch you maidenhood to breaking point, your conscience calls out one last time to stop him, and then you feel your chastity break under his pressure. It doesn’t hurt quite as much as you thought it would, but you did feel the loss of your connection to the Burning Rose. A connection that can never have back again.

Somwhere in the middle of the Blauwalt forest lies a young sister to the Burning Rose. She has red hair and is covered in but a pair of boots and gloves and nothing else. Between her widespread legs lies a doppelganger, who took on a masculine shape of her body, and enjoys her pussy with his fuckstick.
And you … you are this blasphemous sister who has broken her vow and moan softly as your pussy is being violated.
You have played with yourself before, even had your best friend Ivona play with you. But that was something completely different than being fucked. This man could touch you where you’ve never been touched before, pleasure you in a way you’ve never experienced. It is like he knows every bit of you and he made you feel so good.

“You like it girl, don’t ya.” The doppelganger says.
You rub your palms, covered by the gauntlets leather lining over your breasts and moan “Mmh, yes, I do. Aah, I never knew this would be so great.”
The doppelganger grabs you by the hips and pulls you closer to him.
“Are you sure it’s the fucking you like so much, or being fucked by yourself.” He says as he fucks you harder.
You push your pussy onto his cock and say “I love it. Me fucking myself. Fuck me more, my twin.”
The doppelganger lays his head between your breasts and says “Well aren’t you a perverted virgin.”
You place your hands on the back of your male versions head and look into his eyes.
“Former virgin.” You say, and press his head against your breasts.
The doppelganger wastes no time suckling your nipple. You moan and press your sweaty body closer to his.

You can now feel your orgasm approaching and your short moans become increasingly louder. When your moanings turn into squeels, you wrap your legs around your partner and grind your pussy onto him. Finally you arch your back and scream your orgasm.
The doppelganger cums with you. His dick fills your pussy with hot jizz and your hungry cunt sucks it all up into your womb.

When the doppelganger is done, he pulls out and stands up.
You keep lying on your spot a bit longer and say “That was great.”
“It sure was.” He replies with a big smile. “When you give birth you should come back here. I’d happily have you again.”
Hearing his say what a great fuck you were makes you feel a wicked sense of pride.

“If you follow the river downstream, you will come to a bridge. From there you can follow a road that brings you to a human settlement.” Your lover tells you. That is quite considerate of him.

“I’d love to stay around, love. But I’m afraid there’s other women who need some help breeding.”
Then the doppelganger walks into the forest, and disappears.

Part of you wants to go after him. But if you did that, you doubt you’d be able to fulfill your mission. Or at least in time to save the other sisters of the abbey.
Should you continue your quest, or follow your lover?