Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Doppelganger
Part: Chapter 23 of 31
Summary: Justin was born with a little extra - a set of
         female sex organs - but that was just the
         beginning.
Keywords: mfff, fist, oral
Language: English
Copyright: 2005

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INTRODUCTION

Justin Rogers was born with something special - a 
complete functional set of female sex organs.  Eventually 
he found they didn't really belong to him but to his twin 
sister Tina who spent much of her early life sharing his 
body.

Since she is able to emerge from and rejoin him, they 
share their memories, their experiences, and their sexual 
desires.  They shared each other and later the delectable 
Kaitlyn, or Katie, Norton.

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PREVIOUSLY

Katie's brother David had unexpectedly "pleasured" two 
sisters and as a result had appealed to Justin and Tina 
for assistance learning more about the ways of pleasuring 
women.  Tina had agreed to teach him, and his friend 
Douglas, leaving the others to find their own amusements.

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Even without Tina, Katie's bed was cramped - it was a 
pity they couldn't make more use of Justin's double bed 
but his parents didn't have the social life Katie's did.  
Still it was a happy crowding and there were a number of 
possibilities that allowed them to fit.

The most energetic was for all five of the friends to 
join in for a common fuck fest with hands, mouths, tits, 
prick (singular!), pussies and bums all interacting for 
mutual pleasure.

Another favourite was for two or three to snuggle up 
together, sitting while they watched the others; the show 
was just as good as, and probably better than, the porno 
tapes they had "liberated" while planting evidence 
against Ainslie's rapist.

The porno tapes, as well as being entertaining, expanded 
their horizons in unexpected ways, showing them things 
they hadn't known were possible.

Leslie, in loving retaliation for Tyler's expressed 
desire for Doug's prick, decided to try one of the new 
ideas.  She started off, much as David was being required 
to do elsewhere, by ensuring Tyler was nice and damp.

This didn't take long since, though they had remained 
clothed in the basement, they hadn't been idle while they 
talked.  That had been one especially nice thing about 
the evening - they hadn't needed to rush, nor to worry 
about looking over their shoulders just in case Katie's 
parents had decided they now needed more supervision.

It was weird that, as they approached an age when they 
supposedly would be responsible for their own sexuality, 
the teens were worried about being subjected to more 
stringent constraints than when they were technically too 
young to be fucking around.  It was fortunate that 
Katie's parents, so far at least, had not become 
similarly concerned.

Leslie lovingly batted Tyler's hands away, she didn't 
need any distractions herself at this stage.  That got 
harder as Tyler got more excited.  A quick check showed 
Tyler was as wet as she was likely to get.

"Here goes Love!" though Leslie.

Justin had his arms around Katie as they sat on one of 
her pillows; Tyler's feet were spread before them - one 
hanging over Leslie's lap as she sat on the side of the 
bed between her lover's pale thighs.

The young couple watched their lesbian friends with 
interest as Leslie began fucking Tyler with first one 
finger and then two.  The third was more awkward since 
Leslie's hand was being squeezed and her pinkie had 
nowhere to go - unlike her thumb which more naturally 
fitted over Tyler's clit.

Since it didn't fit outside, Leslie did the obvious 
thing.  Four fingers worked quite well.  The fingernails 
fitted easily; the next knuckles much the same.  Leslie 
pressed and relaxed, pressed and relaxed, Tyler's cunt 
gradually getting accustomed to the girth.

Eventually Leslie had the whole of her four fingers 
buried inside her girlfriend.

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Tyler didn't seem to realise - though Katie did.  The 
hardness pressing against her showed Katie that Justin 
did as well.  Certainly he was leaning over her shoulder 
so as not to miss anything.

Katie, holding his arm against her waist, passed a hand 
over his.  It didn't have the slenderness of Leslie's; HE 
would never be able to put all his fingers in HER the 
same way - or would he?  Katie wondered if Justin would 
like to watch Leslie finger-fuck her.  She shuddered.

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"Oh Damn!"

"What Les?"

"I'd hoped to get it all in.  You know, like in the 
video.  You wanted something big, I thought I'd give it 
to you."

"Are you sure you can't?  It feels so nice, filling me 
up."

"No."

"I've got something that might help", offered Katie.

"Okay, what?"

"Excuse me."  Katie had to clamber over Tyler as the 
easiest exit.  Tyler grabbed her for a kiss as she went 
past, getting a tweak on her labia from Leslie for her 
trouble.

Katie rummaged through the back of her closet and brought 
out an old box.  Under a disguising layer of old cards 
she had a smaller box that contained recently acquired 
"goodies".  Her cousin's lover Russ had helped her out - 
yet again - making the purchases she could not.  It 
amused him to aid in the corruption of a minor - 
especially when she had been so specific about her 
requirements.

Some corruption!  The only suggestion he had made related 
to the tube of lube she now extracted.

"What else have you got in there?"

"I'll go through it later but for now I want to see how 
far you can go."

Katie, not having used the lube yet herself, applied a 
more than ample amount on Leslie's hand and only slightly 
less on and just inside Tyler's opening.

Leslie worked the two parts together making sure both 
were well covered.

Katie couldn't easily get back next to Justin so took one 
of the other items from the box.  It looked like a fancy 
G-string and she stepped into it, tightening the straps 
when it was in place.  There was a hidden switch and she 
turned it on.  The barest hum could be heard - if Tyler 
was quiet - and Katie spread her legs slightly to get the 
full effect.

She knew how this one worked AND that it was quiet!  In 
fact she had dared to wear it at school one day and a 
couple of dull lessons had been enjoyable for a change.

Leslie was working her hand back and forth; including her 
thumb but still only up to the second knuckle of her 
fingers.

Tyler was enjoying the vigorous fucking and was gradually 
relaxing enough that Leslie, with a push and a twist at 
the same time, managed to insert the top of her smallest 
finger.  Leslie's hand then corkscrewed in, knuckles 
pressed in a curve until she came to a stop at the base 
of her thumb.  A full half her hand was inside Tyler now 
and, once past the entrance, her knuckles could spread 
again.  It WAS tight in there but not as tight as at the 
entrance.

Leslie wriggled her fingers and Tyler went wild.

"Oh yes, more please."

Leslie didn't know if Tyler meant more wriggling, more 
fucking or just more of her hand.

The women in the video had seemed to get off with the 
other woman's whole hand inside her and Leslie could see 
her narrower wrist was going to be a better fit than the 
back of her hand.  She pulled back until only half the 
length of her fingers was still embedded and curled her 
thumb behind the crease where fingers met palm.

A push, a little harder than before which caused a sharp 
pain across the back of her hand but then Tyler's body 
took over and sucked the rest of it in.  In reality, 
Leslie had managed to get the widest point of her hand 
past the narrowest part of Tyler's vagina and it was then 
simply a matter of the path of least resistance.

"AARGH"

Tyler hadn't enjoyed that as much but it was one sharp 
burst of pain that receded - receded that is until 
Leslie, concerned, tried to pull her hand back.

"AARGH, DON'T!" Tyler sobbed.  "Leave it there for a 
minute.  Ohhh!"

The last cry seemed less anguished than the others - as 
if she WASN'T in pain.

That turned out to be the case as the sound changed 
further to "Ooo!" and "Ahhh!".

Leslie found she could turn her hand, wriggle her 
fingers, even make a fist.  None of it hurt either of 
them, though she did have to be careful as the skin on 
her arm tugged on Tyler's lips and the stretched 
entrance.

Katie, turned on by events around her, had switched off 
so she could get a closer look; Justin had already moved 
in and Katie hoped, in a brief aside to him, that he 
didn't come all over her pillow - she had to sleep on 
that later!

Tyler, at least, had a towel under her.

There really was nothing Katie could compare the view to; 
Leslie's arm just stopped.  Since they couldn't reconcile 
the finger-fuckable snugness of Tyler's twat with the 
relative massiveness of Leslie's hand there was no 
alternative - Leslie MUST have had an amputation.

Tyler didn't think so.  Every little movement was 
delicious - she couldn't believe how wholly filled she 
was and, no matter what Leslie die, the entire interior 
of Tyler's body was being grazed by the knobbly 
protrusions of Leslie's fingers, thumb and knuckles.

Imaging the most erotic vibrator, designed to titillate 
every surface, to stimulate G-spot and sensitive 
entrance.  Now make it sentient - give it an independent 
awareness of what it is touching and how its user is 
reacting.  And add a touch of desire and love.

Leslie could actually fondle Tyler's cervix.  It didn't 
particularly arouse Tyler but for Leslie it was like 
holding Tyler's heart (or stomach or liver to pick on 
less romantic organs) in her hand.

You played with breasts and tongues, clits, butts and 
even assholes but a cervix was usually only just in reach 
if finger or thumb was long enough.  You certainly didn't 
feel it as a whole, enabling you to visualise it and 
explore along its sides until your fingertips pressed 
against the deepest extent of your lover's most perfect 
private spot.

Leslie felt a closeness with Tyler that didn't admit the 
others pressed around her.  She loved them; more than 
friends they still could not be THIS close to Tyler, or 
her.  Katie didn't, couldn't, know; even if she asked, 
Leslie would not invade her body in this fashion.

But there were difficulties with the pleasure.

Leslie's fingers began to tingle then to go numb.  
Tyler's body made too good a tourniquet about Leslie's 
wrist.  Leslie tried to remove her hand - she could 
always slide it back later.

"NO!"  Tyler was grabbing for Leslie's arm, sitting up as 
she held it in place.  "DON'T!  It hurts too much!"

She was sobbing.

"I'm sorry Love, but I CAN'T leave it there.  My hand is 
going to sleep."

"Well you're going to have to make it smaller, thinner.  
Oh shit!"

Leslie had tried, stopping as her hand seemed about to be 
crushed.

"It was slippery enough going in."  Katie's comment was 
true but not particularly comforting.

"It's like an arrow", Justin realised.  "The point opens 
things up slowly but then the wider part at the back 
keeps it in place.  Leslie opened Tyler gradually but now 
you're trying to stretch it all in one go."

"So what do we do?  I don't want to go to the hospital 
like this - it would be too embarrassing."

Tyler had to laugh.  "You'd be too embarrassed Leslie!  
What about me?  At least your cunt is covered up!"

"Embarrassed or not, I don't want to hurt you but I don't 
want my hand to drop off *IN* you either."

"Katie, try some more lube."

"That might work.  I didn't spread it that far; we might 
just be dry."

"Alright then", instructed Katie.  "If you pull back as 
far as you can Leslie, I'll squirt it right around then 
when you relax it will be inside as well."

Leslie did as she was told, Tyler grunting with the 
necessary pain.

"That's better.  I can get my hand a little further out."

"Try a bit of back and forth then; not enough to be too 
painful but you do have to stretch Tyler a bit more each 
time.  Sorry Ty, I'll add more lube when Leslie's gone as 
far as she can."

Tyler didn't mind the vigorous fist-fucking that Leslie 
was giving her.  Except for when she REALLY pulled back 
it was now every bit as pleasant as Leslie's previous 
explorations.

"Try and make your hand as skinny as possible Leslie.  
You never know, you might just pop out."

Justin was hoping to relax Tyler - if she tensed whenever 
Leslie withdrew she would only make it harder.  She 
seemed to be enjoying herself.

"Katie, nipples I think!"  Justin leaned over and tongued 
Tyler's clit, the neutral taste of the gel removing any 
possibility of pleasure for him.

Still that wasn't why he was doing it.

Tyler did respond to the extra stimulation and her only 
comment to her lover now was "Faster!"

She didn't ask for "deeper" since Leslie's fingertips 
already pressed as far into Tyler's flesh as they could 
go without causing her additional pain.

"Let me just move around", said Justin as he sat up.

He did move but it was behind Leslie, not to reapply his 
tongue to Tyler.

He waited until he could judge the rhythm correctly and 
added his strength to Leslie's withdrawing arm.

"YAH!"  It was a painful cry but Leslie was free and 
Tyler didn't make further complaint.

"Are you alright?"

"Are you okay Love?"

The two queries vied for first place.

Katie, head held even more tightly to a panting Tyler's 
chest, wasn't aware Leslie had been freed though it was 
obvious something momentous had happened.

"Yes,  That wasn't as bad as before but couldn't you have 
waited another minute?  Oh, I am a little sore.  Perhaps 
you can kiss it better?"

"I'll carry on here if you want to kiss the other end", 
Justin offered.

Tyler would prefer to kiss Leslie, he was sure, and he 
already had his mouth coated.  There was no point BOTH of 
them hunting down any mouthwash.  He used his hand to 
wipe as much of the extraneous material away as possible.

Tyler was happy to trade spit with Leslie, far more 
sensuously than that sounded.  It had been a little while 
since *SHE* had been the centre of attention.

"Pity Tina isn't here to take care of my other tit", 
contemplated Tyler.  "Hmm and perhaps Doug could...  No 
that's what started things off in the first place!"

Justin noticed a slight welling of blood and looked 
closer.  The ass-side of Tyler's opening, her perineum, 
had split; not badly but Justin hoped that was what Tyler 
could feel - he didn't want it to be anything worse.

Carefully avoiding that side, he slipped a single finger 
in.  Making allowance for gel and Tyler's normal juices 
it came out clean - the absence of any sign of blood was 
a considerable relief.

He was about to tell them of his discovery when he 
realised any comment would call a halt to the 
proceedings.  He knew how *HE* felt when circumstances 
forced his release to be postponed and thought the news 
could wait a couple of minutes more.

He applied his tongue instead to Tyler's clit.

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