He has two vaginas

Sophie: "So... what brings you here?"

Dan: "I really would rather not tell."

Sophie: "Aww c'mon, it's as if we got anything better to do than talk. Look we'll be able to bond over our freaky transformations!"

Dan: "...Oh, alright. But you show yours first."

As you lift up the edge of your covers to inspect your own groin, the man hesitates for a moment, wondering just what he got himself into.

Sophie: "Here goes... don't be too freaked out."

You flop off the blanket in one swift motion, revealing the still stone-hard double erection. The man has the same surprised-yet-sort-of-impressed reaction that you did upon first noticing it.

Dan: "Well, that's uh... certainly something. Huh. Ooo-kay, as promised, here I go."

The man sits at the edge of his bed, and lifts up the helm of his hospital gown. The sight is strangely familiar: On his crotch on both sides of his semi-flaccid dick are two pulsing, dripping, tight and thick vaginas.

You can't help but stare a little.

Dan: "Please say something."

You are about to, when something starts tugging at you. It's as if his presence has awoken something in you. Your penises begin to vibrate and pulse. At the same time the young man tries to smother the moans which the awfully tingly sensations between his legs incite.

**** to cross your legs, bite your lips and hold yourself still by grabbing hold of the white bedsheets, you both begin to feel an inescapable attraction to the nearby bed.

Sophie: "Mh- F-fuck, why do I suddenly want to fuck... f-fuck you so much?"

Dan: "I'm sorry, I can't help it!"

There's only so much that free will can do. Like two magnets, you practically jump at one another, interlocking on the floor, pumping and smootching relentlessly. There's just something vile about having sex with another gender's sexual organs, not to mention against your will. You're a woman, fucking a man like he's a woman. And he's a man, getting fucked like a woman by a woman.

Meanwhile, your loins feel like they've taken a dip in a volcano. Waterfalls of runny lava erupts out from both sets at every thrust. These thrusts, constantly accelerating, are grinding away at your sanity, sexuality, and your very soul. You can only hope to grab hold of him tighter and feel... your fingers melting into his skin WHAT THE FUCK!?

Lifting your hand off works only partially: it's as if your skin and flesh were made of glue. Your crotch at this point looks like two stringy-cheesed pizzas being pulled apart and slammed together.

Welp, looks like this is ****. Abandoning the **** notion that you could still somehow be detached and returned to normal through plastic surgery, you hug Dan tightly and let your kiss mold your mouths together.

You fall deeper and deeper into him. Passing through his skin suddenly doesn't feel bad at all. There's a certain calmness to it - as if submerged underwater, no longer having or needing to control your movement. You begin to see that your minds are molding together.

He in turn is joining your thoughts. You form a singular, symbiotic hermaphrodite organism, which exists on a higher level of consciousness. Now you can understand what this all has been:

All of the transformations came in predestined pairings, who are meant to meet one day. The transformees will usually recognize eachother as the soulmate of the other, and be compelled to copulate, thus creating a new, surperior type of humans.

You, the first of such pairings to find their partner, are destined to become the ruler of these heavenly beings.

ENDING 13 -God Split Humans in Two-