Hermaprodite Sister

“…we’ll be allowed the LEGALLY live together and fuck! All you gotta do is get an little surgery.” Ophelia says looking positively thrilled as she essentially bouncing up and down in her chair across from her sister.

“Well I mean… I love you… more than a sister should…”

“I love you too Juls” Ophelia said using her sister’s nickname before reaching across the table and grasping her hand in reassurance. “That’s why I want it to be you. The fact that you also meet the requirements is just a bonus.” She smirked and moved her hand to her sister’s thigh.

Juliet tensed a bit as she was trying to be serious about the situation while her sister was treating it like a birthday present. “I mean… I’d love nothing more that to be your donor but… surgery, genetic alterations… this could be risky. I mean what if I don’t respond well? What if theres a recall, what if they find a cure and I’m stuck like that? What if I … don’t wake up after they put me under? There have been instances of that you know! Where the body just reacts badly to the anesthesia and just shuts down…” Juliet paused as her sister got on her knees and clasped her face to look her in the eyes.

“Hey Hey Hey hey… breathe. It’s okay. We haven’t decided anything yet. I just… I don’t want to be someone else's jack off material. I don’t want to live my life working at a sperm bank and drinking cold cum out of cups. With this you won’t just be my donor… I’ll be your cum dumpster.” Ophelia reached up and kissed her sister softly on the lips causing the two to moan.

“Mmm. Please don’t call your self that…”

“Why? Is it turning you on when I call myself your jizz gargling sister? Doesn’t it entice you that you could just start your day by droping hot loads into your slutty sister’s belly?” Ophelia heard a creak coming from her sister’s jeans as her cock hardened and threatened to **** its way out. “Well, at least part of you is honest…which is good because I’m getting thirsty… “ Ophelia leaning in and whispered in a sultry voice to her sisters ear, “but then, I’m always thirsty…for you”

That seemed to be the last straw for Juliet as her jean formed a right angle tear and ripped open and her foot of cock finally sprang out. She looked at it for a second before sighing. “That’s what I get for buying cheap denim…. Alright sis. I’ll do it for you. Now suck my cock before I change my mind.”