splitting cherries

Stefany opened the box and found a basket of cherries inside. The cherries were all perfectly identical, looking ripe and healthy, a dark red that indicated full ripeness, all paired with two stems. There was even a note in the middle, but she decided not to read it yet and instead try them.

Stefany popped two cherries into her mouth. She hadn't bitten them yet, but the flavor was very sweet, definitely sweeter than a normal cherry.

Stefany moaned in satisfaction as she let the two small fruits slide into her mouth like sweets.

Then the bites. They weren't just good, they were juicy with a flavor that would make you eat one after the other. I carefully separated the pulp from the seeds and swallowed them.

A shiver of pleasure, as if she could taste them even as they descended into her stomach, followed by the seeds. Normally, at this point, you'd spit out the seeds, but they had a sweet, strong aftertaste. She decided to swallow them too.

When she did, something changed, a shudder, her whole body suddenly spasmed, a tremor that only grew. She felt like she wanted to eat more of those delicious cherries, but her body was acting strangely. She was warming up, she felt good, she felt excited.

Only then did Stefany wonder if there was something strange about these cherries, but it was too late. Her body felt burning hot, the tremors were getting worse, as was her excitement.

Stefany tried to pick up the phone to call for help, but she was shaking too much and it fell out of her hand.

Then she felt as if she were being pulled, and at the same time, as if her clothes were tight.

Stefany sat on the couch, hugged her legs, and closed her eyes. She didn't even know if she wanted this sensation to end; it was too good.

She heard the sound of her clothes ripping as that feeling of restriction disappeared, and she felt her body trying to pull itself out.

It wasn't painful, it was pleasant. She felt parts of her body reshaping and growing, then falling away. After a couple of minutes of trembling bliss, everything stopped.

Stefany was breathing heavily, naked except for a few shreds of clothing that had gotten caught in her clothing. But she wasn't the only one; to her left and right were two women identical to her, in the same situation.

She had split in three.