Checks in on 'Emily'

Would it be gay to fuck himself with his own cock? Aaron didn’t know and he wasn’t sure that he cared. The temptation to fill himself with something warm and hard was beguiling, and at any rate he wanted to make sure ‘Emily’ was staying out of trouble.

He found her exactly the way he’d left her; still lying down with a look of bliss on her face and still sucking gently on his detached cock.

He had originally planned to just take it and fuck Natalie’s pussy with it, but seeing his younger sister’s body like this gave him a hideously fucked up idea.

Easing himself over Emily’s chest again, he lowered Natalie’s crotch towards Emily’s face until a sudden rush of sensation made him double over and gasp. In a single instant, he felt the blank surface at the back of his cock latch onto his current body’s pubic mound, sending nerves and blood vessels burrowing into Natalie’s anatomy.

In less than a second, he had turned his sister into a fully-fledged hermaphrodite.

Looking down, he saw that ‘Emily’ had opened her eyes and was staring at him listlessly as she sucked. Just like before, she pressed her cheek into Aaron’s hand when he raised it to stroke her face.

“Hey, it’s me again. Uh… Emily?”

That wouldn’t do. But then, did he really need a name for her? It? It might be his sister’s body, but he had to remember that the soul inside her had been pulled out of a root vegetable less than an hour ago.

Root vegetable. Heh. Actually, that gave him an idea.

Aaron pulled back slowly, hoping to avoid any teeth and despite raising her head with increasingly loud sounds of distress, ‘Emily’ eventually let go of his cock with a wet pop. Her look of anguished pleading made Aaron’s body rock hard and soaking wet, and he didn’t waste any time repositioning his cock between Potatemily’s own drenched pussy lips.

He shifted himself so that he could get a good view of his younger sister’s face: He wanted to see her expression. The soul inside her had only experienced the bare minimum of sexual pleasure, and he wanted to know second-hand what it was like for a plant to taste human ecstasy.

Emily’s pained whimpers fell silent when Aaron’s cock brushed against her pussy lips, and as he pushed himself into her, he heard her audibly gasp, her mouth a perfect ‘O’ of overwhelmed surprise.

He slid himself in gently until he halfway into Emily’s pussy and then thrust his hips firmly forwards.

The effect on ‘Emily’ was immediate: Her body arched back, spasming wildly as the soul inside struggled to comprehend the sensation of being penetrated, unable to even conceive of whether it was too much or not enough or control its body enough to act even if it could decide.

Aaron luxuriated in the sensation of being squeezed by his sister’s pussy as he watched fear, joy and confusion fighting for control of her face. Distress became the dominant expression as he pulled himself out of her, but was washed away the moment he thrust into her again.

Finally regaining control of her vocal chords, the soul inside Emily began moaning in time with each thrust as the air was **** out of her.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Emily’s eyes never once left Aaron’s borrowed face, and on an impulse, he leaned in and kissed her deeply. Whether the potato inside her knew what a kiss was or that her body was able to act on instinct, Emily kissed back passionately, her lips sucking and tongue writhing into Aaron’s own borrowed mouth.

I am making out with my younger sister’s body, which is being controlled by the soul of a potato, who has spent the past twenty minutes sucking my dick, while I fuck her from inside my older sister’s body with my cock attached, Aaron thought to himself. Not exactly your average Friday night.

Aaron felt his body’s orgasm building; a strange combination of male and female and the strangeness left him unable to resist it for long. With a groan, he felt the pressure build inside him and as he prepared to squirt his load, he was struck by a odd sense of detachment; as though he was watching through his sister’s eyes from the other side of a dark room.

He felt his hips buck, felt ‘Emily’ squirming underneath him and felt the heat pumping out of his body into hers, but saw the edges of his vision go black as a bizarre current began to pull at his soul.