Meeting the other roommate.

“Dude, this pizza is fucking fantastic,” I said, stuffing another slice into my mouth and practically moaning.

“Right?” Blue commented. “Apparently the lady who owns the pizza place is a succubus who came here during the invasion of ’69. She’s spent her entire time here mastering the art of making proper Italian food, and it fucking shows.”

“For sure,” I nodded. Then I looked at my other roommate and said, “Thanks for picking it up, this has been a fantastic house-warming party.”

Actually, she wasn’t just another roommate, she was Blue’s sister; and not just her sister, her twin sister. I wasn’t just bunking up with a horny goth girl, I was bunking up with two identical horny goth girls. This one’s name was Scarlet and, unlike Blue, that was actually her birth-name. Like Blue, however, Scarlet’s hair was dyed, except it was a deep crimson red. The fact that they were color-coded could come in handy when it came time to remember who was who. Because when I say they were identical, I mean down to the last detail.

Scarlet had the same pale freckled skin, same supermodel face, same huge tits, same stellar curves, same hair style—minus the color difference, same goth aesthetic, and they even had the same pointed ear-tips which I had completely forgotten to ask about. Her personality was a little more subdued compared to her sister, but they still often finished each other’s sentences and seemed to share the same thoughts.

She was also barely covered by any clothes at all, just a black bikini, a black long-sleeved fishnet dress, and the same stirrup-style socks as Blue, but hers were black and red, rather appropriately. Fascinatingly, she hadn’t changed when she had arrived, which meant that she was not only wearing this outfit out in public, but also at her former job.

This was a wonderful world. If I ever had the chance to meet the old bastard that started it all back in 1969, I would need to shake his hand.

“So, I guess we oughtta talk about the specifics of us living under one roof,” I said once I’d finished my pizza and made my way from the kitchenette counter back to the couch. “Expectations, boundaries, things like that, right?”

“Boundaries?” Blue scoffed. “Boundaries, he says, after giving me seven consecutive creampies.” After giggling at her own comment, she crossed the room and sat next to me on the couch.

“Damn, seven?” Scarlet’s eyebrows lifted, clearly impressed. She took the spot on the other side of me.

I felt my cheeks redden a little and I scratched the back of my head, “You know what I mean. I dunno, back in my version of Earth, this is the sort of thing we had to talk about when guys and chicks become roommates.”

“But to be clear, in your world, guys have sex drives, right?” Scarlet clarified as she leaned in and pressed her amazingly soft breasts against my arm. “They don’t in this world.”

“This one does,” I reminded, pointing to myself. “Look, I just wanna make sure I’m not crossing any lines that make you two uncomfortable. I can already tell we’re gonna get along great, so I don’t wanna fuck anything up right from the start.”

Scarlet and Blue shared a look.

“Gonna be honest, dude,” Blue began, doing the same as her sister and pressing her own tightly-wrapped bust against my shoulder, “I don’t think we’re gonna have any. What’s the worst you’re gonna do, fuck us? Good, we want you to do that.”

“Desperately,” Scarlet added and chuckled softly. “Also, isn’t that why you’re here in the first place?”

I shrugged, “Frankly, I’m not one-hundred percent clear on what, exactly, the goddess wanted me to do. My plan was just to do whatever I wanted.”

“So,” Blue began.

“Do whatever you want,” Scarlet finished.

“We aren’t gonna stop you,” Blue smiled.

I pondered this. “And what about what you two want?” I asked.

They shared another look. This time Scarlet replied first, “We don’t have to work another day in our life as long as you’re living under the same roof as us. We can finally have lives outside of work. We have hopes and dreams just like anybody, and you’re giving us the opportunity to focus entirely on that without starving.”

“Scar is a really good writer and killer musician,” Blue bragged on her twin’s behalf, puffing out her chest proudly.

“And Blue is really good at programming, and she has a good eye for game design.” While Scarlet’s overall demeanor was muted when compared to Blue, I could still sense how proud she was as well.

“If all we gotta do to maintain a lifestyle where we only have to worry about chasing our dreams is be your personal pieces of fuck-meat, well…” Blue began.

“It’s kind of a no-brainer. It’s kind of a win-win, actually. You think you’re the only one who’s excited about having a hot roommate to fuck?” Scarlet finished.

I shrugged, “Good point.” I could sympathize with them, too. I was an artist, so the idea of being able to spend the rest of my life focusing on my craft and fucking hot women was basically a dream-come-true. “All right then, so no boundaries?”

“Not unless you have some,” Blue said.

I scratched my chin, my arm rubbed against Scarlet’s huge rack as I did. “I’m not really into anal or scat. Is that a problem?”

They shook their heads.

“Then I think that’s it. The only other thing I can think of is you two going and getting boyfriends or something, but that’s not gonna happen in this world.”

“Not likely, no,” Blue giggled.

“What about _girl_friends?” Scarlet asked.

“No, that one is kinda hot, as long as they don’t mind me being in the picture too.” I said.

“Noted,” Scarlet nodded. “Well, with that out of the way, we should move on to the general living arrangements. For starters, we only have one bed.”

“I don’t mind crashing on the couch,” I said. “It’s pretty comfortable.”

“But we don’t mind you crashing in our sheets,” Blue cut in. “So, let’s go with that, yeah?” She nodded at Scarlet.

Scarlet nodded back.

“Is it big enough for three of us?” I asked.

“I don’t care.” Scarlet replied with an almost intimidating air of finality.

“I think you’ll find our bodies comfortable enough,” Blue said, then bounced her boobs against me for emphasis. “And if it keeps you up, that’s fine too, fuck us all through the night.”

“Same,” Scarlet agreed. “We’re really heavy sleepers so you probably wouldn’t wake us up even if you did.”

“Not like we have any jobs or obligations anymore either. So, even if you do keep us up it’s no big deal.”

Well that all sounded pretty delightful. I was a little worried about my own ability to get sleep, but figured we would cross that bridge when we got there. This was all starting to sound like a pretty great deal.

“Well,” I began, “I do want to generally feel like I’m contributing more than just my body to this situation, so how about I cook our meals?”

“And he can cook?” Scarlet muttered—almost moaned.

“That’s what I said!” Blue exclaimed.

We all laughed, and then after a brief silence, Scarlet asked, “Hey, just a quick question, are you much of a boob guy?”

“Is the sky blue?” I replied.

“No, I’m Blue,” the blue-haired twin said.

We laughed again.

“In all seriousness, yeah, I fucking love tits,” I said, frankly. “You two are a god-send… literally, now that I think about it.”

“Oh, okay,” Scarlet nodded, “it’s just that we’ve been pressing our tits against you and you haven’t been groping us in response. I’m kinda getting mixed signals.”

I blinked and furrowed by brow at her, “Why would I just grope you? I mean, I’d love to, I just don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I don’t think he knows about that,” Blue half-whispered to her sister. “Didn’t mom say it’s a succubus custom?”

Scarlet blinked and her eyes widened as realization seemed to dawn on her. “Oh fuck, you’re right.”

“Still a little confused about what’s going on,” I reminded. “Am I supposed to be groping you two, or…?”

“Only if you think we’re attractive,” Blue said.

I barely even let her finish her sentence before I reached up—with a speed that I didn’t know I was capable of—to manhandle both sets of pillowy soft teats. They laughed once again, then went on to explain themselves.

It seemed like here in this version of Earth, it was customary for women to press their breasts against people they found attractive. Most of the time, they don’t even realize they are doing it since its so ingrained in their culture, kinda like waving a hand when greeting someone; it was basically a reflex.

If a girl does this to someone and if the attraction is mutual, the recipient should always respond in kind by either groping them, which was the most common response, or by returning the gesture by pressing their own breasts against them.

“So, the fact that your eyes were pretty much glued to our tits but you weren’t groping us was kinda confusing,” Blue summarized.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean any offense. But what if I want to show my attraction to someone?” I asked, wondering how I would initiate these interactions.

The twins looked at each other and frowned.

“Actually, I dunno,” Scarlet said, hesitantly. “Since guys don’t have any real sex drive, they never initiate. Girls will still initiate with them, probably just on the off-chance they respond, but they never do.”

“I feel like groping would probably get the job done. Some girls who don’t have big tits do that instead.” Blue offered.

“Yeah, that would probably work.”

“Wait, wait, wait. Just to clarify,” I cut in, “you’re suggesting that if I’m attracted to someone and want to let them know—even a total stranger—I should just walk up and **** them?”

They both seemed confused about my reaction to this, but then nodded in unison.

“Is there a problem with that?” Scarlet asked.

“Well, it’s just that, in my version of Earth doing something like that is considered sexual harassment at best and sexual **** at worst. If I did that back in my world I’d be put on a list.”

“Oh, no wonder you hesitated to grope us,” Blue said.

“Right? Well, you’ll be happy to know that’s not the sort of thing that can get you on one of those lists in this version of Earth. Just don’t keep doing it if you’re asked to stop.”

I collapsed backward on the couch and heaved a heavy sigh, slinging my arms over both sisters’ shoulders and casually squeezing their squishy melons in my hands. “I think I’m in love with this Earth,” I muttered as I looked up at the ceiling, smiling.

They both giggled and leaned back with me, cuddling up to me and giving me an easier time fondling them.

“All right, enough talk,” Scarlet said. “I still haven’t gotten a chance to test out the goods.” She then placed a hand on my crotch and began groping my erection with pointed intensity.