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First without Fame ( ikoshama and Fiye )

ikoshama

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Mar 23, 2010
Ian was joyed for about a single second when he say her laying on the counter in horror, but her smile soon replaced that beautiful horrified face of hers. His face was now the opposite, he had all of the power, and now she was enjoying it?! Something went wrong that he was not in control of. She sat forward moaning loudly again and again. He say it in her eyes that something showed she was now in control. He was going to run for it and get out of it while he still could but he saw something very not normal, he knew she was using the egg's power now.

At the top of her vagina was her clit and it wasn't normal, it was big. Clits get bigger when aroused, but this was far from normal, it was the size of his thumb when he glanced down and saw it covered in blood as if it had just bursted out of her. He looked up to see how she was reacting to this psychotic transformation and she was leaning back with her eyes rolling back moaning with her moan hanging open enjoying it. He looked back down to see a clit wasn't even really a clit, it was a standing mass covered in something resembling spikes. Ian took a step back to move away from her growing scared and worried, "Get away from you freak!" But this attempt to move was soon faltered as he was send flying towards the ground as she was now mounted on top of him. He looked at the face of who used to be his sister but was a shaking, drooling fiend in some extreme from this all. He was going to crawl away from underneath her until he felt that paralyzing pain of something jabbing deep into his waist.

Looking down he couldn't believe the sight he witnessed, he had his twin sister's erect clit deep inside of him. She had just thrusted into his pelvis midway from his crotch and stomach; a few inches off from his center of his pelvis. Ian could feel his face turn ghostly pale as all of the blood drained from his face racing to his heart. He couldn't feel the pain of the wound, his body was in emergency mood for survival as far as he knew. He looked down to see his whole pelvis and thighs drenched in blood as her body had the splatter of his blood on her clit, pussy, and torso too. It was a blood mess, and to look down to see how much of this horned mutation was inside of him was nauseating. He could feel he shifting her weight as if she was going to push down some more, but he pulled back some to try and break free. His attempt was foiled as his could feel the barb pull back against his innards and tissue. The pain surged up through his body paralyzing him where he was and laid down shaking from the shock of the intense pain. He gasped for breathe and all he could hear was his sister's demonic moaning in a tunnel hearing. It was taunting him, he screamed through his shaking voice, "FUCK YOU BITCH! You're a piece of shit, I'm going to make you regret this you demonic cum slut!" He picked himself up and threw two fists for her face, one connected with the top of Alice's skull, and the second across her mouth. He could feel her lip bust and there was some blood on his fist, and some dripping on the floor next to them. Ian looked up to see her lick her lips but be cut short and explode with an immense moan. He could feel her passion growing from his near intolerable pain.
 
        • Of Alice was enjoying this, feeling the pleasure of his pain as she thrusted into him. Digging further with each push until finally, he had let out a scream. She did not pay one bit of attention to what exactly he might have said. Instead, her face was met with two punches that had connected rather easily. She was shaken off quite easily, however, not before she was able to cum a pink substance into him. A smile on her face, as she watched that hole she had just made heal itself inside him, becoming a fully functional pussy.

          Though, she moved to hold her head, her lengthy tongue reaching out, easily licking her cut lip as she let out a soft moan, "Mmm... demon you say?" Alice asked, another giggle escaping her lips. Her irises turning a crimson red. Fingers lengthening into claws as she tackled the male. Grabbing his wrists, digging into them as her barbed length pushed into his pussy again. Her tongue licking his neck. She remained wordless, just moaning as she felt his pain. Digging further and further with every thrust. Not paying one bit attention as her brother slowly transformed into a bloody hermaphodite.

          And them something hit her, a craving as she moved in towards his neck. Teeth biting down as that crimson liquid leaked in. Oh, how it satisfied her. Tongue sapping every droplet, before piercing in further.

          Yet, no matter how she hurt him, Ian would not be able to die.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Ian wished to die, but as much pain as he was in, and no matter how much his body ached and rejected what was happening to him, his body just wouldn't give up. He couldn't die when that's all he would wish for.

Ian looked up to her to see her eyes roll back into her skull for a moment as her mouth hung open as her moaning was at a climax as she screamed on top of him. He still had the burning and blinding pain of her deep into his waist, but soon he felt something warm and actually pleasurable whilst she was a foot deep into his torso. He looked down to see that what was a gaping flesh wound was bubbling and oozing to soon turn into a full beautifully pink pussy. The pain he was feeling was temporary gone and replaced with an immense pleasure. Laying down under her he reached up and gripped her and then pulled her closer, and pushed his pelvis up to meet hers. He could only moan too for once at the pleasure, "Oh my god, fuck me harder you piece of shit. Make me cum too--OH! Yesssss! Oh! give me more!" Ian sound was thrusting back, he was enjoying it too, he no longer felt the pain of the over the foot long of clit inside of him. His body had adapted to it, and was now only liking it. The barb tore repetitively and ripped skin from flesh. But the rush of blood gushing out of the pussy made the ride more lubricated and he was getting off to it. He could feel his penis growing erect and as his excitement from the pussy mounted he felt something that he couldn't control. A fundamental urge and rush came from his penis. He needed to urinate, and without ability to control it he started to urinated on his sister.

As he gushed yellow fluid at his sister's vagina that was rocking above his cock, he saw something. Just as he had transformed into something that allowed this freak sex to some mighty fine enjoyable sex. Then just as soon as he was getting into it with his sister on top pounding his pussy he looked up to see her eye blood red, and her nails now longer, with razor blade sharpness. Ian felt Alice pin him down and thrust harder than ever before, but then he just took all of her spined clit as tilted his head back moaning. This must have caught her eye as she descended down to his neck. Then Alice's now serpentine tongue snake down to touch his neck, and with another fierce push into his pussy he felt the flaming anguish yet again. A transformation for a transformation and he was essentially back to square one. He pushed harder and harder; faster and faster. He just shock he head from side to side screaming for bloody murder. He was pinned from the torso up, his waist was gushing blood, one could have guessed she cut a vein when she first lunged into his body. He could feel blood seeping into his clothing. He kicked and flailed his legs about as he just felt claws rake against his pussy.

Ian started to scream and yell more sporadically he soon felt something that numbed all, she dug her teeth into his flesh and he could just feel her lips lock onto her neck. He felt a suction of his tender neck; she was drinking his blood. She would stop and pain would run through his spine causing his to thrash his head about, she simply countered this by bite into his flesh and diving her tongue into his neck. She be sucking and fucking him all at once. Ian was being eaten, he felt chunks of meat and tendon missing. He felt his arteries pumping for death, yet, nothing. He could he soon completely circled in a standing pool of his own blood. Shifting his eyes over to his wrists where her claws still were completely embedded into his wrists. Trying to move his wrists and fingers were limp and might as well been gone. He was completely immobilized by his sister, and she was deep into him. He was powerless, and that egg laid snug into her pussy, fueling this nightmare.
 
        • The mating ritual wouldn't last for much longer, as Alice would tear into Ian. Bit by bit, she would chew his flesh off. Claws finger stabbing into his eyes, blinding him as she continued to rape him as often as she could. When she would be able to regain consciousness, all that would be left of Ian would be nothing more than a bloody husk. His consciousness still trapped inside, as her eyes would take on a purple haze, instead of the blood red. Looking around frantically, trying to figure out what might have happened.

          Yet, seeing the bloodied body before her, she freaked out. Looking down at herself, covered in blood and god knows what else. Freaked out, terrified at what she had done. And then, came the fact that Ian had been missing. The fact that he had assaulted her... had she done this?

          "No... no no. Please... no!" She cried out, hoping to god this lifeless body wasn't him. Yet, to her amazement, it seemed, before her eyes, he would slowly be revived. Tissue and bones reforming, skin overlapping, as Ian seemed to be returning to his normal self. With one exception, it seemed as though Ian might have been mistaken for a herm. As... he had a pair of breasts. Nice large D cups, as well as his lovely cock.

          Wait, why did she just say lovely?[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Ian had been laying still as she had first started to devour his flesh and blood from his neck, soon though this eating would become more ravenous and he would attempt to scream out for help but as soon as opened his mouth she had eaten so far into his neck that his vocal chords were severed. Soon he was just a open mouthed fool who was coughing up blood. He could feel the blood of his neck and arteries pumping his blood all over the ground. He soon starting to kick and flail some more as a final attempt to fight for his life, but he knew deep down that he should have been dead a long time ago, therefore he probably would have lived through this attack; yet his body was still attacking, responding, tapping into his fight or flight reflex. What what Ian's reward for trying to survive and fighting this fiend? It was a nice stabbing of his sister to have his sister's fingers go straight through his eyeball and stabbing the back of the bone of his eyeball sockets. He attempting to scream this time again, sadly with a bit more success, the sounds produced was other worldly, it was a gurgling, grunt, strained noise, "HHHYYYYAAAGGGUUUUUGURGURGURGURGUGGOOORRR!!!" Soon all of his movement would cease completely and then he'd lay there, only to experience the pain more and more as she still was penetrating his pussy more and more that was a geyser of blood in itself. He was eaten more and more alive, it was something that in his most grotesque dreams would never have happened, at least not like this at the hands of his sister.

Then something, maybe magical, maybe a God or a profit, but something allowed it. All of the horror and agony stopped. He could feel the demon pull out, dismount, his pussy was healing as if it were a flesh would. Then all of his massive chunks of devoured flesh were back, healed with no scars. Then light entered his eye again, for they were healed and in solid pieces again. He sat up in disbelieve, he really didn't know what had happened, but he was glad to be back. But he had these breasts, and his cock was larger, odd.

He had sat up to see his sister and that she was sobbing covered in blood and scared, he got up and ran to her hugging and kissing her asking if she was okay, and if the demon had got to her, he was explaining all of the horrible thinks that the wretched demon had been doing. He was saying how he hoped that she didn't get assaulted but the same blasphemous demon as he did. He went through explaining the pains he went through. Soon his story of being raped, eaten, and blinded was over. He pulled back so see these breasts that were so large, and prominent, he joked lightly, "My breasts are better than yours." He started to grope himself and massage them, to rub his nipples, and play with them so intensely, that he soon had a raging erection. Ian definitely wasn't feeling himself at the moment.
 
Alice paused though, feeling her brother run up and hug her. Yet, her brother wasn't exactly the same. She looked up at him, her eyes widening ever so much, as she paused. Biting her lip, seeing him like it... she couldn't help but approve of it though. Giggling at his changes, his jokes, "Oh? Please, your breasts aren't that bit," She replied, now beginning to laugh harder, as he began to grope himself, playing with them until he had an erection. Alice not looking one bit pleased.

"Brother! Why are you playing with yourself. You know that's not nice!"
 
  • As Ian had embraced Alice in his arms he had held her close just being so happy to see her again after everything he had just been though, yet he was still alive and there. His mind was a clouded cluster of images, emotions, and confusion. He was somehow really used to the idea of him having breasts now, it was like he had always had a pair--to say the least he wasn't too shocked to have them on his chest. Even though Ian felt like he had a pair of breasts for his whole life the ecstasy that was being produced by these was something very foreign; but highly addicting. When he had lunged into the hug with this sister was hasn't paying too much attention to his chest and how it was in the way with their grand size. Ignoring that he wasn't aware of how much they had been compressed by Alice's chest, but as she spoke he could only concentrate on the pleasure of his breasts that were feeling so great with her smashed up against them. His nipples which were only protected by this casual tee shirt wasn't enough to muffle the contact and friction on his nipples, which made him moan in his sister's ear before she attempted to push him away. He didn't let go at first because he was too busy bathing in the spine tingling euphoria of his breasts against hers. She shoved but he hung up pulled back to have his breast be forced back on to hers, he could only roll his eye and latch his lips onto her earlobe from the shock of the pleasure. Only to be finally separated a moment later, yet the euphoria lingering, crawling all underneath his skin.

    Ian could only giggle and laugh at his sister's ignorance with how much more, and obviously, magnificent his breasts were to her's. Rejoicing in them he gripped them firmly with his hands and mashed them together, he couldn't get enough of the great pleasure that these things were giving him. They were so large, perky, firm, and soft all at the same time, he must have had the greatest rack on all of Earth he was convinced. He was to smile and look at her chest and only smirk about how wrong she was. He was going to make sure that she was wrong and that shit knew it. Lifting up his skirt that got caught on the underside of his shirt to make his breasts to bounce up and down with them jiggling into each other but soon coming to a stop with his large melon sized chest to be standing perfect, just only a little bit of gravity pulling on them. They were perfection. On his chest. His sized her up again seeing her still amazed, but someone appealed to them, even though you can tell that she was wishing that she didn't. Ian staring at her chest he knew that she was about a C cup, but didn't know for sure; all he knew his was bigger, and quite frankly, bigger is better. He started to correct her, "Um. excuse you twin sister. Look at your chest. Yeah, there nice, and any guy would love them. Not the perkiest but definitely far from sagging. And then, you have these beautiful things," massing them together and lending forward to make sure she got a perfect look at them, "Which are the...most...ah-ah-amazing breasts...that you will...mmmmmmmmm...ever...find." He was running short of breath because as he went to show them off he was playing with his nipples that were fully erect now in between his index finger and his middle pushing, pulling on them; twisting, and swirling his hands. He was too busy pleasuring himself and couldn't upkeep the mockery of his sister's chest anymore.

    Moaning he took a few steps backward and landed onto his ass to vigorously massage his chest as he moaned louder and louder. He soon was touching himself through his pants with one hand as the other rapidly would switch between his breasts with his hands working so fast and meticulously. Ian couldn't handle teasing himself much more and quickly removed his pants and boxers kicking them off of his body as fast as he can. He was now on his back, arced at that, masturbating with his rock hard cock of 9 inches as he pleasured his new and favorite body part. He couldn't masturbate fast enough to completely pleasure himself, with only a single hand he needed to do more. His breasts were pushed up to his neck with how far back he was throwing his back from the pleasure, but he still needed more stimulation. Out of desperation strained his neck forward to pull his breast into his mouth. As soon as he clamped his lips down he had to let go and howl a boned shaking intense moan that most girls couldn't top. He opened his eyes to see that he sister was standing there in shock, aw, and disgust. He words of stopping, and how it was inappropriate were far away and muffled. Anything that wasn't to do with his direct stimulation and further him to an orgasm was out of sight, and out of mind. He instead dictated that she should help, "I see you eye balling me, you should either get her on the floor and blow me or I'd like for that you suck on my nipples no matter what. I can't force myself to do it, it feels far too good. Help a brother out and slobber on my fucking nipples." He didn't see her as his sister, or at least didn't connect any morals to that fact, all he could do is see her as a tool to get to his orgasm.[/list:u]
 
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