Kristi's in the lobby, talking to some Beths

The angels land you and your new top-heavy knob-gobbler Kirsti down gently in the lobby of your apartment building. The lobby is pretty much the same as your real building's lobby, except this one has more Beths.

You recognize Nasty-ass Original 3B Beth, without her shitty little boyfriend this time. All the Beths wear black and have huge tatas, but the original has disposable chopsticks in her hair and frowns a lot. She's still wearing that black dress with the red diamonds.

You also recognize 6B Beth right away, her hair now pulled into two long black braids, her mouth turned up in a little too much of a smile for her dark, goth lipstick. She still has a huge, heavily bouncing chest, but doesn't even slouch like other Beths. She's also cleaned up since the last time you saw her, which was **** and cum-splattered on the roof, but she's still wearing just jeans and a bra, the tank top still gone. Your eyes jump back and forth from the gently jiggling tops of her titties to her lipsticked, smiling mouth.

With Kirsti's mouth hard at work on your dick and such a beautiful Beth half-topless in your lobby, it's all a little distracting. Eventually you get around to checking out the original, Kristi, who's discussing something with the Beths. Her one-piece dress uniform, like the one recently shredded off Kirsti's body, was destroyed long ago. Now she's wearing a see-through knee-length black skirt, and a black waist corset, her cute tits sticking straight out at you. It's amazing she was able to find even that much in a building full of short, big-breasted Beths.

When Kristi sees you, she waves, her tits jiggling with the motion, and you cream all over the back of her doppleganger's inexpert mouth.

Kirsti licks you off while you do introductions. "Hey Kristi, this is Kirsti. She's like your twin but with fake tits and she doesn't love sucking dick."

"Um, I..."

"Shhh, Kristi, I'm doing introductions. We don't need your commentary on it. Come suck my dick and listen for a sec." Kristi walks over as Kirsti gets to her feet and out of the way. Kristi kneels in front of you, side-eyeing her bustier twin. Once she finally goes down on your dick, you continue your presentation with the familiar warmth on your crotch.

"So Kirsti, these are some of the Beths. Here's Real Beth, the messy slut in the fancy dress. 6B Beth a.k.a. Best Beth is the one in the bra. But most importantly, this is your BJU-twin, Kristi, here on my dick. Notice her smaller tits."

"Mmmggggggggg, mmmmmmgghhmmmm," says Kristi, her tongue too busy lapping at the bottom of your cock to articulate any real words, but the nearest angel is already translating.

"She wants to know how you got here, where you came from, and why you're here."

Kirsti thinks for a second, "Um, actually not sure how I got here." It's obvious to someone in the room, maybe a Beth or two, that Kirsti has no more brain matter in her silicone D cups than Kristi has in her natural Bs. "In backwards order I guess, I'm Kirsti, and I'm here to welcome David to the FTU! Oh yeah and also that's where I'm from!"

"UMF EEEEE YOOOOOOOUU? MMMMMMTT DDDDM PHHHHHMUMK?"

"She says, FTU? What the fuck?" the angel is still helping.

"I got an idea," you offer. The faces in the room range from surprised to concerned. "Well, how bout if Kristi just talks with Kirsti directly," everyone is waiting for the rest of the idea, "and someone else can suck my dick."

"MMMMmmmmmmm," says Kristi, rotating her head around your shaft while her hands spin the opposite direction around the base. As she pulls her way slowly up to the end of your dick, she squeezes your shaft with her hands, practically milking you, and when she *pop*s off the end, you jizz as if by her command.