Ro3: True Twins

Shannon’s anger melted away as she pondered the useful information that Jim had given her.

One: Napea. A name gave her somewhere to start, something to research. It certainly sounded old and probably had some significance. And-in certain mythologies and fantasy worlds, names had power. Simply, speaking a being’s true name gave you some sort of power over them. Still, if that were true it seemed rather unlikely that Napea would have given her real name. Two: Unless Jim was a complete moron or lying…then Napea was definitely not human or definitely had magic powers. Either she could take a knife to the heart and live or she had some way of making Jim think he’d stabbed her with…er illusions or something. She needed more… Suddenly, she was quite annoyed with herself. Rather than get frustrated and storm off she should have interrogated Jim for every single detail of his encounters with Napea.

Just outside her mother’s room, Shannon paused with her hand hovering before the doorknob the sounds of pleasure floating through. Gingerly, she grabbed it and turned, cracking the door open a bit so she could peer through.

She gasped, shutting it quickly and stepping hastily away.

Honestly, it hadn’t been anything she wasn’t expecting. Sharon taking Zoe from behind, mom seated right next to her watching as she popped Robin’s cock in and out of her mouth. But she hadn’t been prepared for the visceral sensation of her fear and revulsion boiling up at the mere sight of the blonde’s member. Shannon gritted her teeth in frustration. She wasn’t used to emotions having such a powerful effect upon her actions. She didn’t like it. Not at all. She needed to be one hundred percent to deal with this fucked up situation, she couldn’t have this irrational fear ready to hamstring her at a critical moment. And she definitely didn’t want to have damned uncontrollable feelings like this for the rest of her life, not that she had planned to have much dealings with the male genitalia but still!

She glanced at the ring. It could excise memories… and the memory of sex with Rick was surely the cause. She looked up at the skinny decorative mirror on the wall. Should she?

Shannon felt a momentary hesitation as her restless mind started warning her about unintended consequences- but damnit! It had been doing that all day, when deep down Shannon knew the ring was the only way she was going to be able to fight this…Napea on her own terms. Hesitation kept holding her back, she needed to stop worrying and take action. This would be the first test….and a necessary solution to her current problem. Quickly, before she changed her mind she spoke, “Sharon’s Virgin Twin.” The left most emerald upon the ring lit up, a green flash that soon overtook the entire ring.

Shannon gasped as the flesh in her crotch began reforming itself. Her vaginal tract began convulsing, pushing itself out of her body to dangle between her thighs as some hideous parody of manhood. Her vagina then began changing in consistency and coloration, becoming firm and mottled in color, dark in some areas and a fleshy pink in others. Her urethra was sucked into the developing organ, effectively replacing her cervix as the developing organ's head. The sickly looking tube of flesh then began stretching itself downward and flaring out slightly at the end. The new flesh slid up on her body slightly, and a fleshy sack formed behind her new flaccid shaft. Inside her body other changes were occurring, her womb changing shape and form to become a massive internal prostate, her ovaries expanding rapidly only to drop down into the accommodating sack her body had formed only moments before. They continued to swell even in their new container, and soon Shannon had two cantaloupe sized testicles hanging in her skirt. The shaft of her new organ seemed to have finished extending, only to have the upper portion retract back into the lower portion, essentially forming a fleshy sheathe for what was her...

Massive horse cock.

Shannon glared at herself in the mirror as once again her indecision got the best of her. ‘Stronger than Napea’ might have worked out or it might have just made her physically stronger than a mystically empowered being which would have been no help at all. For all she knew the lady had all the strength of a normal woman and given Shannon’s equine constitution, ‘stronger than Napea’ was probably already true. “Napea’s worst nightmare’ sounded awfully satisfying but Shannon could see that backfiring pretty spectacularly…

Anyway for now, she needed to focus on the reason she’d come up here and that was confirming the situation with the orgy and deciding if she needed to do something about it. She stepped over to the door, feeling her dangling testicles and prepuce rub against each other and her thighs distractingly. Free balling it wasn’t the ideal condition but mom had pretty much ruined her special boxer-briefs. Just as she was about to open it, the door jerked open and the absurdly busty and still quite topless Charisma stepped out.

Shannon froze as Charisma’s eyes narrowed, “Oh…the other one.” She stared at Shannon for one long moment before a calculating gleam appeared in her eye, “Huh. I wonder…”

Shannon was utterly stunned as the tall brunette reached out and grabbed her crotch. Charisma grasped her sheath firmly for a moment, just the brief contact sending shivers of pleasure down Shannon’s spine. Retrieving her hand, Charisma suddenly looked apologetic, “Uh sorry, that was totally inappropriate. I’m kind of out of it at the moment.”

It took a moment for Shannon to simply get over the unexpected contact but she nodded in understanding, “Yea. It’s fine.” Considering the ring’s influence, she was prepared to cut the girl some slack.

A dazzling smile spread across the brunette’s face, “So anyway, I’m Charisma Chase. And I’m… sorely in need of a shower and a change of clothes. As you can no doubt see?” Charisma did something with her shoulders that caused her breasts to bob and jiggle drawing Shannon’s eyes against her will. This seemed to confirm something in the brunette as one side of her lips quirked upwards.

“Yea. Well, the shower’s right there. And I guess I’ll get you something to wear from my mom’s wardrobe.” Shannon didn’t think Suzanne’s clothing had changed to fit her new body but she supposed it was a possibility, otherwise she’d find something.

Charisma sucked in air through her teeth as she held up a finger, “Yea, about that…”

Shannon sighed, “I know about it already.”

“Oh. That sort of thing happens a lot here? Takes all kinds I guess. Anyway, thanks so much!” She reached out and gathered Shannon into a hug, the shorter girl freezing up as two very large messy buoyant breasts were smashed into her chest. Finally, she pulled back a bit so there was some space between their chests but her hips were still very much in contact with Shannon’s genitals. Charisma spoke in an intimate tone as she looked into Shannon’s eyes, “Just so you know. There’s a lot of flavors of different out there. Most of them are worthy of ridicule. Then there’s the good kind of different. That’s the kind that I can…appreciate.” The last word had a very particular emphasis.

Then suddenly she was gone, heading towards the bathroom her hips swinging all the while as Shannon parsed that last statement.

Shannon was smart enough to know that the other girl was declaring her interest and while some part of her found it flattering, she knew she couldn’t trust it. The possibility of a getting intimate with a girl who knew about her… endowment and could actually…accommodate it was tantalizing. But she didn’t know what forces were working upon Charisma’s brain. If she was mentally influenced by the ring, having sex with her would be just as bad as what her mother had **** her to do. She pushed aside such silly thoughts. Worrying over her non-existent sex life at a time like this? Really?

She turned back to the door and cracked it open once more; feeling her member, already somewhat swollen from Charisma, push a few inches out of her prepuce at the perverted tableau beyond. It was a decidedly odd sensation to see her sister with a horse cock. She was also chagrined to note that there was a bit of jealousy there as well as she watched Sharon pound Zoe’s pussy without care. She never would have imagined that her twin had harbored some sort of secret desire to actually have a horse’s dick like Shannon's. It’s not as if having one was a picnic! Of course, if you have a magic ring that can wipe away all the myriad difficulties involved in a mere instant…. Yea, in that case, there probably was something to it. In the first hour of gifting herself with it, Sharon had fucked four girls after all.

Shannon heard a tinkling noise below. Looking down she was suddenly beside herself with shame as she recognized a thick stream of pre-cum pooling between her feet. Oh god. Was she that turned on?

Who was she kidding? Of course she was. Sharon was acting out some of Shannon’s nastiest most securely held fantasies! (sans prego mom) Still…they were just that: fantasies! Shannon would never go around changing people to her whim just so that she could fuck them….right?

While it was true that for the majority of women, it was quite easy to maintain an entirely separate and coherent line of thought while mid coitis this was decidedly not the case for Zoe Rosenberg. Well, not when the phallus was capable of penetrating the entire length of her vaginal channel that is. For a normal female, the penis doing the job was stimulating an area that was relatively remote when compared to the rest of the body. For Zoe, however, her erogenous passage literally encompassed the length of her body barring her limbs.

When Sharon’s massive horse prick was seated fully inside of Zoe, a tidal wave of pleasure seemed to emanate from everywhere. She felt it pulsing in her mouth, throbbing in her throat, exploding next to her heart, rallying underneath her lungs, crashing past her stomach, reverberating within her uterus, and climaxing across her clit and pussy lips. For Zoe there was simply a horrible wailing emptiness when that divine fullness was removed and then perfect awe inspiring contentment when it was put back. Her awareness had long ago simply dwindled to just those two states: stuffed with astonishing pleasure and bereft yearning for Sharon’s bludgeoning cock.

So she wasn’t aware of the lips kissing her, nor the tongue thrusting into her mouth to join her own slavering tongue upon the fat cockhead filling her oral cavity. When Sharon’s cock retreated back down her esophapussy, she instinctively licked the other tongue until her mouth was once again gloriously filled by hot horse flesh. She didn’t even realize when her body was manipulated and turned though a variety of positions as the glorious fucking continued, her consciousness completely focused on her orgasming center and away from the outside world. Zoe, at this point, was essentially a fuck doll as her tight little body was bent and twisted in whatever way best made Sharon feel good.

All thoughts of a gentle love making for her long time friend had instantly fled Sharon’s horny mind as soon as she’d realized how fucking amazing her pussy was. With Zoe you could fuck a pussy and get a blowjob at the same fucking time! It was like the girl was designed to be a perfect pleasure-aid for Sharon’s lengthy equine dick!

Suzanne slowly and sensually kissed the cute redhead with her smart streak of green hair, waiting for her stud to fully penetrate once more. Sharon was taking her time, clearly enjoying thrusting her magnificent prick to varying depths within this girl’s oh so accepting body (Even Suzanne found Zoe’s condition to be a bit… freaky but at the moment she was simply too horny to care. That happened a lot with her…). In the mean time, she waved her voluptuous ass inviting Robin for another go. She’d long since stopped bothering berating the silly bitch for her pathetic quick trigger, now she just enjoyed the pleasant splash of semen within the bottom of her channel for what it was: a wonderful reminder of just how much better her stud Sharon was in every conceivable way.