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Home of Fantasies (Bessie and Brooke) (NOTE: Yes, this time around I'm doing a story with 2 characters at the same time. I thought about doing 2 stories, one for each character, but the direction I wanted to go with it would just make the second story a pointless recap. But, I still have 2 characters to work with, and to be fair, they each have to have an appropriate length of story. SOOO, here's the deal: This story is gonna be almost 3 times as long as the other ones. I was shooting for at least 2 times as long, but I'm getting carried away. When I read the request, I really liked where he was going with it, so that's why I'm spending so much time on it. So, to the requester of this story, I hope this format is acceptable!) Bessie I was 15. I was developing... um, breasts, a lot more then any of my classmates. They hated me for it. Silently, of course, bringing it up was inappropriate. In fact, I was almost expelled, just because it was becoming a distraction. My parents never really talked to me about it... they were too embarrassed. I was too embarrassed. The only one on the planet who wasn't embarrassed was my twin sister, Brooke. She, well... she was labeled as "Uncivilized" and "Crude". Where I grew breasts, she grew a butt, with wide hips, and she paraded it around like it was something to be proud of. I never understood it, but... I guess, in a way, I was kinda jealous. Jealous of her ability to own what she had and not care what anyone thought. Which is an ability that was very much frowned upon. At least, in the normal world. It was kind of frustrating... She'd always be doing these... these indecent things all the time! She got in so much trouble, and the only reason why she stayed in school was because her grades were so high. It was impossible for anyone to fathom, how anyone like her would be doing well in school. But, she was. My parents still weren't thrilled, though. It got so bad that they started overlooking the good grades, and just started drilling her, telling her to stop it. I wasn't unaffected, either. They would keep telling me "Don't be like Brooke. Cross your legs, keep your hands to yourself, and never wear anything above the knee." And I did. I always obeyed them, because that's how things worked. That's how the world worked. Brooke was deliberately being a rebel, and there was no glory in that. But even so... A part of me admired her. I still don't understand why. She was so... so confident. So sure of herself, and so shameless. Her butt really was nice... She was nice... But I couldn't be around her too long, or my parents would get worried that she was influencing me. That made me sad... I liked being around her. I just... liked it. She was funny, and pretty, and I liked being with her... But I knew it wasn't right. So I tried to distance myself from her. But now, that will be a bit difficult. Me and she graduated at the same time, and the college would only accept Brooke if I was around to keep her in line. I promised to do that, but I already don't think it's going to work... I'll admit it, I'm not very assertive. I never had to be. So this is all new... and kinda scary. I don't know what spending more time with her will do to me... We just moved into our dorm room, and it's getting late. Brooke yawns loudly, scratching her enormous butt. I cringe a little at her indecency. "So... first day of the rest of your life." she comments, flopping on her bed, laying on her stomach so her ass is a hill protruding from the blankets. "How's it feel?" "Uh, good..." I shrug and say, trying not to look at her ass. It makes me feel... weird. "Good. Good is good." She says, closing her eyes. "Man, starting today, we're roommates... this is so awesome. I never get to see you! Now we're, like, gonna see each other all the time! I'm so excited... are you excited?" "Yeah..." I swallow. I'm not too sure... "Mmm. Tired, huh? Me too. We should probably get in our pajamas..." "Ok..." "But I don't wanna get up... help me." I look over and get up. She reaches out a hand to me, and I take it, but as soon as I do she lets out a short blast of a fart. "AH! Gross!" I jump back, waving my hand in front of my face. She laughs louder then she should, getting up by herself. "Mmmmm... Eggy." She smirks, walking over to the closet. A part of me suddenly wishes I could have smelled it... what, no, no I don't that's stupid... She opens the closet and pulls out her sleepwear, which for some reason I expected to be a little more modest... Instead, it's just a pair of blue panties. "You're not even going to wear a shirt?" I ask. "Don't really need one. I like, don't have any boobs to cover up. They're not even boobs, they're like... tiny bumps. I'm a bit jealous of you that way, haha." She giggles, taking off her shirt. I quickly look away. "H-hey, go change in the bathroom!" "Why? We're twins, it's all good! We've seen girls naked before." "But..." "Come on, we're not in our parents house anymore. We can do whatever the hell we want." I swallow. This is way too much for me. "Ok, you can look." I hesitantly look at her, and instantly wish I hadn't. Her whole body is bare, with the exception of her blue panties, which just barely cover her humongous ass. I blush profusely, and she just giggles. "How do I look?" She asks, showing herself off. I can't tell, but my whole face is probably flushed red. The worst thing about this is that I can't stop looking at her... "Come on, your turn, go get changed." I swallow what little there is in my mouth to swallow, and walk past Brooke towards the closet. I grab my extra large tshirt and a modest pair of pajama bottoms. I quickly head towards the bathroom to change. "Aw, don't be shy Bessie..." She says as I close the door behind me. I take a moment to get my breath back, just standing there and feeling my rapid heartbeat. I shake my head, trying to get those thoughts out... Ok... I look at myself in the mirror, and realize with horror that I was blushing a deep shade of red. I can't swallow anymore, my mouth is completely dry. After taking a little too long changing, I slowly open the door. Brooke is laying on my bed... And I think my blush is coming back. She looks at me expectantly. "Um... that's... my bed." I point out. "Yeah, I know. I wanna snuggle. Anything wrong with a little sisterly love?" It wasn't exactly the kind of love I thought she meant, but it didn't make me any less nervous. I sigh, figuring I might as well get used to it. I fold my regular clothes neatly and put them in the closet. With a deep breath, I walk over to my bed and get in next to Brooke. She smiles softly, making me blush even more. She wraps her arms around me and rests her head on my breasts. "Goodnight, love..." "What?" She pretends to fall asleep. I breathe shallowly and look up at the ceiling. Why am I so uncomfortable...? She's just my outgoing, gross sister, there's nothing to be scared of... But being here with her, it reminds me of when we were younger, and how I would always kinda look forward to hanging out with her... I hold Brooke closer to me, and a sharp pang of realization crosses my mind, a thought that truly terrifies me more than anything... I'm in love with my twin sister. Brooke I'm in love with my twin sister. Yeah, that's right. Got a problem with it? Well fuck you. I think it's kind of a yin-yang thing, you know? Me, the hot-piece-of-ass with nothing to hide, and her the shy introvert. Hell, I've got tiny boobs and a huge ass, and she has a tiny ass and huge knockers. It's like we were made for each other, you know, if you believe that stuff. I've never told her, of course. She would freak the fuck out. Besides, she probably wouldn't want to do anything anyway. The world we live in has told her that's shamefull. I kinda feel bad for her. I wonder what she would be like if it wasn't like that. Maybe we'd already be a couple. I dunno. Point is, right here, right now, I'm with her, and that's all I want... Morning comes way too soon, in my opinion. To make it worse, I'm a morning person, so I'm fully awake and unable to pretend I'm asleep. Oh well. We've got 4 or so years together, there'll be plenty of time. I swing my legs over the bed and get up, stretching and yawning, and letting loose a torrent of farts in Bessie's direction. I giggle to myself. She's not even awake yet, poor thing. I walk over to my computer that was snuggled soundly in my bed, and flip it open. The first thing I notice is that I got a new email. Probably a "We miss you!" thingy from my parents. I'll indulge them. What I find is not a "We miss you!" thingy. It's subject line is "Realize your Fantasies." ... the hell is this? I open it. "Greetings, Brooke: It is to our great joy that you have been selected to enroll in the Home of Fantasies. What is the Home of Fantasies, you may ask? It is a strictly confidential, private, and off-the-record campus, posing as a regular college. But inside is a place where all your sexual urges and dreams will come to fruition. Yes, this means that HOF is technically illegal. But that means we have no restrictions. You will find every fetish you can imagine has been fully realized within our walls, and there is nothing you can't do. Whether you want a partner to have casual sex with, or a tentacle monster to breed you, or a belly full of gas, or a helpless schoolgirl to fill with gallons of cum, HOF is the place for you. If you are interested, please follow the directions attached to this email. If you are not interested, please delete this email immediately. Yours sincerely: ... Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh. My god. Oh my GOD. Ohhhh my god. Omg. Ooohhhh myyyyy gooooooddddd. Holy FUCK. Holy SHIT. Sweet Jesus fuck. Oh. My. God. This can't be real. This cannot be real. It's too good to be true, it's just WAY too good to be true. No... No, it can't be. Holy shit it's real. Holy shit it's real. Holy sweet mother of fuck it's real. Yes. YES. HOLY FUCK YES THIS IS THE GREATEST THING IN MY LIFE. "BESSIE! Bessie, wake up!!!" I almost scream. She jerks up, blinking her eyes, looking over at me, dazed. "What? What?" "Bessie, pack your fucking bags, we're ditching this shithole!" "...What? What are you talking about?" "This college sucks, we're going to a new one." "... What, no! We can't do that, what are you thinking??" "Bessie, look at this!" I say excitedly, turning the laptop around so she can read it. She looks it over. "..." "Bessie, look, this is the PERFECT place for us!" "You mean for you." "No, I mean US. Think about it. All our lives, we've been oppressed by what's 'right' and what's 'wrong'. Our parents have told you a lot of crap that isn't true." "Brooke, they told me you were being indecent, and you were!" "Indecency is in the eye of the beholder. In this place, it's perfectly ok! We can be free! We can do whatever we want!" She swallows. "... but, it's... it's not right." "Bessie... please. Let's just... try it! Ok, and if we don't like it, we can leave." "But it's not-" "Bessie, if society told you that sticking clothspins up your nose was ok, or that peeing on the floor was ok, would you do it?" "No, society doesn't say that-" "But what if it DID?" "..." "Look... just, please, give it a shot. Because I don't want to go anywhere without you." Bessie looks at me in the eyes. Her look is... well it's a lot of things. Confused, conflicted, and... hopeful? I must've read that wrong. "...... Ok. But if we don't like it, we'll leave." "Yeah, we'll leave." I say, smiling. "So you're coming?" "...yeah." "Yay!!" I exclaim, running up and giving her a big hug. I accidentally knock her over on her back on the bed. I giggle and look at her, my body up against her huge boobs. She blushes up at me, and I smirk. "It'll be fun, I promise." I give her a kiss on the cheek and get off. I don't look at her after that, but I think it's safe to assume she's still blushing. Bessie I spend the rest of the day wondering why I agreed to this. With every time I question my decision, the same answer comes up: because, maybe, me and Brooke can be with each other in... that way... and not have it be weird. Ugh, what is going on with me... I've never thought about these things before... Brooke leads me through the streets and such, claiming she remembered the instructions so well she could say it backwards. With each passing minute, I start to doubt that. She walks in front of me, so of course her big butt is swaying in front of me, constantly. Ugghh... I can't stop looking at it... stop teasing me... "Here we are!" she says, snapping me out of my trance. I look up, and around. "...Um, we're in the middle of nowhere..." "Well yeah, where else is an illegal joint like this gonna be?" I swallow. That's right, we're breaking the law... I spot the Home of Fantasies, and I'm shocked at how... normal it looks. It doesn't look any different then any other college campus. It's just... there. I take a deep breath and look at Brooke. "Are you sure about this...?" I ask. She turns and looks at me, with a confident smile. "Hell yeah." We walk towards the front doors. I can hear various sounds around me, but I choose to stare at the ground as we walk past the flagpole in the center of the courtyard. I'd rather not know what we're getting into yet... "Here we go..." Brooke says, as she throws open the doors. I force myself to look inside. My view is blocked by two giant breasts in my face, which look like they're... leaking... oh god... "Hey there! Come on in." The lactating woman tells us, as she leads us down to the reception desk. I keep hearing noises, but I try not to look or think about them. This is still too much. "So, you're..." "Brooke. And this is Bessie, my twin sister." "Oh, nice! Well, welcome to HOF! Lemme get you-" I tune out of the conversation and close my eyes. My nerves are way too jittery right now. I have to calm down, or I'm gonna have a panic attack. Am... am I gonna have lactating breasts like that? Oh god... no, shhh, stop thinking about it... whatever happens will happen, just... oohhhhh.... The rest is a blur, but we eventually get to our dorm room. Brooke excitedly sets down everything and gets busy unpacking. I just lay down on the bed and look at the ceiling. There's too many thoughts in my head at once. I'm scared, I'm nervous, and now I'm hopelessly horny... Yeah, that's a thing that just happened... laying here on my bed, my thoughts drift from where I am to what might happen... will Brooke start... will she start to... are we going to... have sex with each other...? "Bessie...?" I blink and look at her. "You ok there?" "... yeah, yeah I'm fine..." "Nervous?" "... I guess." "I can imagine... this is so exciting! It's a whole new world, where I can do whatever the fuck I want... and whoever the fuck I want." She says, smirking at me. I turn away from her so she doesn't see me blushing. Was that... was she flirting with me?? I'm so wet... Ugh, this is not happening... Brooke I kinda feel bad for dragging her here... But, you know, a girl can dream, right? Dream that she can get with it with her sister...? I dunno. Maybe I'm just kidding myself. She wouldn't go for it anyway. She doesn't even like me like that... Maybe. Maybe she does, I don't know... maybe she's just shy about it. I can hope so, at least... Bessie doesn't leave her room the rest of the day, and I contemplate whether I should go out and start seeing the sights without her. But I think I owe it to her to stay with her. We stick together, right? That's what sisters do. Unfortunately, that means time goes a lot slower... I'm getting a bit restless, cooped up in here while there's so much fun to be had. I don't hold it against her, though. It's not her fault. I'm the one choosing to stay. But tomorrow, we're definatley going out. I mean, out of the room, not like on a date... well, I dunno, maybe. After an eternity, it gets to be late, and Bessie sleeps in the clothes she wore on the way over here. I watch her a little bit as she sleeps, but not like a creep or anything. Just... I dunno, she's just so cute... I listen to her soft breaths, her chest rising slightly... I smile a little. I get an idea in my head, but I shake it out. No, now isn't the time. I don't want to steal a kiss from her while she's sleeping. I want our first kiss to be magical, a mutual enjoyment, and the first step towards the rest of our relationship. I can't wait for tomorrow. (NOTE: Near the end of this story are scenes with scat and piss.) Bessie "Wake up! Wake up! Come on, let's go tour our new home!" Brooke shakes me awake. I groan softly, rubbing my eyes with my index fingers. "Why the rush...?" "This is the first day of the rest of our lives, Bessie! Come on! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and people are fucking!" She says excitedly, pulling the blankets from my bed. I curl up into myself instinctively. "I'm not ready..." "No time like the present. Get up off your skinny ass and let's go meet some people!" "Mmmmph..." "If you don't get up, I'll fart on you." "Don't you dare..." "One..." "Brooooooke.." "Two..." "Ok, ok, fine!" I grumble, getting up with a considerable effort. Brooke smiles and strides over to the door, making her butt sway in front of me. It occurs to me that she might be teasing me... I throw on some decent clothes and meet her by the door. She leads the way out and into the hallways, where we pass by several other dorms. I swear I hear groaning coming from some doors, moans from others, and at least one shriek. I'm not sure how I'm ever going to get used to this... "Ok, so, Carly said that there's a feeding hall around here, so we're gonna head there first." Brooke tells me. "Carly..? Who's Carly?" "Oh, she's the Cowgirl we met when we got here." "Cowgirl..?" "Yeah, you know, cow-human hybrid." "Of course..." I sigh. She leads me through the deceptively normal halls and plazas of the campus, searching for the feeding hall. When we finally come across it, she throws open the doors, and I'm instantly hit with a barrage of smells. I cough into my hand, the senses overwhelming. It's like I can SMELL the sex going on in here. Brooke takes my hand and walks me through the place. The air is humid with all these gasses, including the unmistakable stench of farts. I don't need to look at Brooke to know she's smiling right now. I wish I could enjoy this as much as she does, but I guess I'm far too inhibited by my nervousness. I'd probably be masturbating right now, just smelling all the gas and gross smells. "Newbies!" Someone in the crowd yells. I blink and look towards the voice. All of a sudden, a chorus of "Newbies!" fills the room, followed by loud cheering and applause. Brooke giggles and waves. I wave also, not wanting to look weird. A couple people walk up to us and start chatting, and I'm taken aback by how weird they look. One has a giant snake tail instead of a lower half, another was a skunk-human hybrid with pink fur where black fur should be, and... oh, wait, she looks normal. Besides the schoolgirl outfit. Maybe I'll talk to her. "Uh, hey..." I say to her. "Hey. Welcome!" She says, smiling. She has ginger hair, a petite form, and... well, she looks normal. "So, uh..." "I'm Melody." "Oh, uh, I'm Bessie." "Nice to meet you! So, this is your first day?" "Yeah, it is." "Are you nervous?" "... yeah, kinda." "That's perfectly ok. I was nervous too." "Really?" "Yeah. I remember I spent a few days wondering why I was here." I nodded. "Sounds like me." "It'll get better. I promise." She said with a reassuring smile. I couldn't help but smile back. "Sit with us!" The skunk-girl requested, leading the group to their table. Melody looked at me and motioned for me to follow. I did, bringing up the rear a bit, before we got to our table. We all sat down, me sitting next to Melody. Brooke, the skunk-girl and the snake-girl sat at the other end of the table. (Well, the snake-girl didn't really SIT at the table, she just... well, I'm not sure what that is. Just sort of being on it.) "So, have you looked at the List yet?" The skunk-girl asks. Brooke and I look at each other and shake our heads. Finally, something we're on the same page on. "The List is exactly what it sounds like. It's a list. A list of all the different things you can be." "Oh, really? Are there a lot?" Brooke asks. "Yeah, it's pretty damn long." The skunk-girl nods. "Where is it?" "You can grab one on the front desk over there." Brooke stands up and runs off to grab us one. I swallow and look around. I haven't even thought of what I wanted to be... She comes back, and the skunk-girl wasn't lying: It was huge. Almost half the size of the table. Brooke holds it to where we could both read it. I scan through it... oh, wow... there's so many... Cowgirl, Catgirl, Piggirl, Skunkette, Blueberry, Gassy, Scientist... wait, Scientist? What's sexy about that? ... Oh, they... huh. Ok. "Skunkette." Brooke suddenly says, looking up. The group looks at her. "That's your decision?" Melody asks. Brooke nods without hesitation. "Yup. Skunkette. I'm rearing to go." "...wow, that was fast." the snake-girl chuckles. Brooke beams. "Well, it just makes sense! I like farting and gross stuff." "Well, congrats!" Melody says. "Thanks! Can I go be that now?" "Wow, you really are rearing to go. Um, well, I guess you can? But maybe you should eat first." "Right." she nods, scarfing down her breakfast. Melody looks at me. "What about you, have you thought of what you wanna be yet?" I blink and blush, looking at the list. "Um..." "What fetishes do you have?" She asks me. Brooke looks up from her breakfast. "Hey, yeah, what fetishes DO you have? I'm curious!" I blush bright red, swallowing. I think I might know what my fetishes are... but I... Oh, jeez, this... I can't... Brooke is staring right at me... I can't tell her, she'll know that I... Aauughh, I can't do this...!!! "Uh.... I uh.... gotta go..." I mumble, getting up and walking away as quickly as I can. I can hear them call me back behind me, but I ignore them. I need to get out of here... I can't say... I can't tell her... That I'm into incest..... I run to my dorm room and shut the door closed. I curl up in my bed, and sigh shakily. This is all too much... what am I...? I'm in love with my sister, and... I'm just... I'm so gross, and... I'm so ashamed... Auugghh.... I sniff, feeling tears form in my eyes... What am I...? What am I? Brooke I'm not sure what just happened... but I feel kinda like shit. I excuse myself from the table. I think I want to go talk to her. I slowly open the door to our dorm, and peek inside. "Hey... Bess... you in there...?" I hear a little rustle. I walk in and look at Bessie's bed. She's curled up in the blankets... it'd be cute if I didn't feel like shit. "Bess... are you ok?" "...." "Hey, um... Sorry, I guess you're not... I mean, I know you're not as open a book as I am, so... I'm sorry for asking that... you know, back there..." I hear her sniff. "... Hey... you ok...?" ".... Sorry..." "No, no don't be sorry, it's my fault. I didn't even think..." "I..." "Hmm...?" "...... Can I tell you something.....?" "Of course you can." "It's... you might not like it..." "You'd be surprised how many things I like." I say, smiling a bit. "... I... I uh... I do... have a fetish... but uh... it...." "You can tell me... I'll accept you, no matter what..." "...... I...... I like...... you...." "... You... what?" I ask, blushing lightly. Is she saying... what I think she's saying??? "...... I like you.... I.... I love you.... I always have...... you..... I'm in..... love with you....." My heart goes into my throat... I can't believe it... I thought I was gonna be the one to confess first... I reach my hand to hers and hold it gently. "... Bessie..." "A-And I like farts too... and gross stuff, and... just, so much wrong..." "Bessie..." "*sniff*... hmm?" ".... I love you too..." She turns slowly and looks over at me. "... you do...??" I nod. "I do... I always have..." I smile softly. She blushes and blinks, smiling. "... Heh... wow..." I nod, smiling. "Yeah... so... it's out there, now..." "Mmhmm... so... what are we, now...? Are we... a couple? Or still sisters...?" "You know... I don't really give a fuck." I say, crawling into bed with her and kissing her for the first time. Her lips... finally against mine... this is magical, just like I wanted it to be... her breath, her touch... She moans softly under me, and it sends me into a frenzy... I reach down to touch her breasts, but she stops me. I look at her, and she looks up at me, blushing. "Um... Let's... not do that yet..." she says shyly. I'm just a little disappointed, but I smile and nod. I mean, holy shit, we made it THIS far. I'm just happy we're finally together... "Sure.." I say, getting off of her and laying next to her in bed. I hold her hand and cuddle closely to her. "It's not that I don't want to..." She begins to say, before I cut her off. "No, I get it." I say, looking at her. "It's all good... besides, I bet it'll feel a million times better when we make our choices..." She nods. "Yeah, about that... I'm not sure who, you know, who I want to be..." "We can look at it again... no pressure." "Ok... but, um, I... I like that you decided to be a skunkette..." "Oh?" "Yeah... uh, I... I like your gas..." I smirk, blushing. "Oh, we'll have a field day when I become one..." She giggles, blushing. "I think... I want to be an animal too." "Oh, cool! We can be furry sisters!" "Yeah! But, not a skunkette..." "Well, there's cow, pig-" "Not those ones... I wanna be a cute one." "Ah, of course. Well... lemme think, there was... there was cat, fox.. um, I think there was a-" "Fox sounds good." "Yeah?" "Yeah. A red fox." I smile and cuddle closer to her, kissing her again. "I'd love that." Bessie My heart is pounding. My heart is in my throat. My heart is fluttering. My heart is doing a lot of things right now. I'm sitting outside the Changing Room, as they call it, waiting for Brooke to come out in her new, Skunkette form. I'm not sure what she'll look like... What if I'm not attracted to her anymore? Like, what if she looks weird? What if I look weird? What if she won't be attracted to ME anymore? Maybe- Oh my god, the door's opening... Oh my god...... she's fucking gorgeous... "How do I look?" She asks, spinning around for me. I blink and blush red. She's bare naked in front of me, coated in black fur with a white stripe down the middle. Her tail is big and bushy, kept up in the air, showing her huge-as-always ass. "Amazing... Um, what does... how does it feel?" "It feels like I'm finally being myself! Aka, AWESOME!" She proclaims, letting out the biggest fart I've heard from her yet. I instinctively look away, but then I remember that it's ok to like it now. I go to take a whiff, but she stops me. "Uh-uh, you gotta wait until you've changed too. And when we're back in our dorm." She teases. I swallow, not really wanting to wait anymore. "Bessie?" A woman calls from the door. I look towards it and instantly my nerves return. Brooke pats me on the back. "It's nothing to worry about." She comforts me. "It's super easy and comfortable." I nod, walking inside, getting one last look at Brooke before the door closes behind me. I look around. I'm in a plain white room, with no real distinguishing features. I look at the woman, wearing oddly formal attire. "You're the red fox, right?" She asks. I nod. "Alright, would you like your transformation painful or pleasureable?" I blink. There's an option to make it painful? Who would want that? I guess with enough time in HOF, I'll find out, but I go with pleasureable. "Ok, would you like it via potion, magic spell, or failed experiment?" It begins to dawn on me how far HOF goes to tailor to everyone's fetish, even before they change. I go for potion, since it seems like the quickest one. "Alright, you're all set, just stand over there. I'll give you some privacy." She says, walking out of the room and shutting the door. I look around me and stand in the center of the room. I was told that it was recommended that I have my clothes off during the transformation, but even when I know no one is watching it's still a little weird for me. But, on the other hand, I have to learn some time. I take off my clothes, letting my breasts hand freely. I look around, wondering where the potion is, until a hole in the floor opens up, and a vial pops out, the floor closing up again. I take the vial, and in it is an orange liquid. I take a deep breath, knowing that after this, I am no longer going to be human. My past life will mean nothing anymore. I will be someone else. But... still me, I think to myself. I open it, and before I can think on it anymore, I down the whole thing. It tastes surprisingly sweet. I kinda expected it to be a little bitter, or something. My skin starts tickling... something a little above my butt starts pulsing... I look at my hands, and the tickling gets more intense, as little red-orange hairs sprout up all over my skin. I look at my cleavage, and the same is happening there. I giggle a little, the tan of my skin being replaced with soft fox fur. Something itches on the top of my head, and as I go to scratch it, I feel two little fox ears growing. I smile and giggle some more, finding this all not really as scary as I thought it would be. It's not even that sexual. It's just... kinda cool, and fun! I try to get a good look at my butt, and find that my tail is growing in nicely. I feel it up as it grows to full maturity. Just like that, I'm done. I blink, expecting it to go on longer. But... no, here I am, a Foxgirl! I smile and twirl around, my tail following me. I wiggle my tail around a bit, just to get a feel of it. It's weird, but at the same time, it feels like... well, of course I have a tail! It feels like I've had one forever! I walk out of the room, and Brooke looks at me and smiles widely. "You look... amazing!!!" She jumps up and down, pulling me into a big hug. I laugh and blush, my big furry boobs pushed up against her. She looks at them, then at me, then smirks. "Do you wanna... go celebrate...?" I've been thinking about it a lot... and I think that, today, with her... I want to have sex. I don't care if I'm ready or not. I just want her. Brooke I can't believe it's happening. This is like my birthday and Christmas combined. You know, if my birthday and Christmas had much more to do with hot incestuous sex. Which they should. We walk into the dorm room, and I close the door behind us. For a while, we just stand there, looking at each other. I think we're both a little nervous, despite how badly we want it... So, I think I'll just break the ice... *Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt* Bessie jumps down and inhales deeply, getting all of my scent. I smirk. She looks at me, her look now a tad different. Where before she was scared, now she's aroused. I go for the first move, but she beats me to it. She grabs me and we both fall to the floor. I blush red as she gets on top of me, kissing me deeply and passionately. I'm not used to being the submissive one... but damn if it isn't the hottest shit. "I love you..." she whispers, pressing her juggs against me. "I love you too..." I breathe, feeling her tits in my hands. I grope and fondle them, making her moan softly. Her nipples are already hard, and I look up at her. She kisses me again, not stopping to breathe this time. I kiss back, slowly rolling us over, so that I'm on top of her. *Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt* I let out a long fart, smirking at her. I then feel something else in my rectum... "Oh... must have had a big breakfast..." I mumble, looking at her. She looks back questioningly. "I need to shit..." She swallows and nods, looking disappointed. I apologize and make my way to the toilet. As I sit down, Bessie follows me in and shuts the bathroom door behind her. I look up at her, wondering what she's doing, then she stradles my lap and kisses me deeply, just as I'm beginning to shit. As I poop log after giant log, I feel a wetness hit my thighs. I look to see that she's peeing on me. I blush red, kissing her deeply and holding her close, as we defecate the toilet and ourselves. Her golden stream falls from my fur to the toilet bowl below. Caught in the erotic moment, I get up from the toilet and we both fall to the floor, kissing passionately and vigerously. My feces hits the floor, and her piss forms a puddle below us. I grope her breasts roughly, losing myself in this passionate relief. She moans loudly, laying there in her own piss. I breathe faster, kissing her with tongue, running my hand down her leg and cupping her pussy. Her warm urine soaks my hand as it leaks through my fingers. I slide two fingers inside of her and thrust them in and out. She gasps sharply and almost screams. I silence her, getting an idea. I pick her up bridal style and carry her to my bed. I lay us down, and she blushes red. "Wait, I'm gonna.. I'm gonna pee the bed...!" "Good..." I smirk, positioning my ass over her. I let loose a wave of putrid gasses, as well as a multitude of petrid logs, all over her body. She gasps, letting her bladder loose on my bed, soaking it in urine. I get in a 69 position, my face right up to her pussy, and my ass to her face. *PHrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT* I clog up her air with my fumes, as I take a facefull of her golden shower. I finger and lick her roughly, hearing her whines and cries of pleasure. I open her up so wide that I stick my whole fist inside her. I fist her slowly, as I feel her fingers slide inside my dirty asshole. She fingers my ass as I fist her wet pussy, and we both moan and pant like animals. "I'm gonna...." "M-me too....." With a last cry of ectasy, we both cum violently, splashing each other's faces with our pussy juices. I lay on top of her, exausted. She pants softly behind me. We just lay there for a while, not saying a word to each other. But we just enjoy each other's presense... and the fact that this will be a normal thing for us. Bessie We hop in the shower together, washing off all the pee and poop our bodies have been exposed to. I lather her up with soap, and she does the same for me, getting in my cleavage. I blush lightly and giggle, looking at her. "Hey... Brooke...?" I ask. "What's up, babe...?" She asks softly. I blush at her calling me babe. I like it. "I think... I mean, I don't think... I don't think I'm scared anymore..." "Hmm?" "I'm not scared... or nervous... or shy anymore... I have nothing to be afraid of now. Because... we're together now..." She smiles softly and looks into my eyes. "We are... And nothing is going to seperate us... I will always be yours, Bessie... and you will always be mine..." I take her hands, as the shower water pours down our new, furry bodies. I push my body up against hers. "I love you..." I whisper to her. "I love you too..." She breathes back, stroking my hair. I look at her and smile softly. To seal the deal, I kiss her slowly, taking in the moment we have together. She holds me and kisses back. She lets out a little fart, and I look at her... then I pounce on her, kissing her deeply again. With a yelp, she falls over, hitting her head on the wall. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!!" I apologize loudly. She just laughs, laying on the floor, looking up at me. She grabs my hand and yanks me down with her, and I hit my head as well. "Ow!!" I yelp, rubbing my head. "You bitch!" She laughs even harder, and I can't help but laugh with her. She leans in and kisses me lovingly, and I kiss back. She begins to fart again, and pretty soon, the whole shower is rank with her stench. Just the way I like it. We sit there in the shower in this longing kiss for what seems like forever... and yet, not nearly long enough. I lay with her and just cuddle, the warm water still falling, still soaking us, slipping past us, towards the drain. I'm in love with my twin sister. And she's in love with me. And right now... that's all that matters to me. |
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