New Story: Feuding Families

[Lotus9]

Chapter 2: Youngest Daughters


Neither Lily nor Lola cared if their mothers would hear the clap of soft thighs and wide hips or witness them slamming their hips together as they stormed out of the dining room. They had paid their lip service, literally, with their ‘make-up’ kiss and had now thrown their mothers’ opinions on the backs of their minds. That’s their privilege as the youngest children of their respective families, they’ve never had to worry about the things their elder sisters did.


Cheeky, wilful, and often able to get away with anything, Lily Edwards and Lola Allen had always been scamps, and even at 18 years old that didn’t change. Perhaps it is genetic law that a stern and serious first child is guaranteed to be followed by a slippery and bratty second child, as if there was one word that could be used to describe the 'pseudo-sisters' Lily and Lola, it’s ‘bratty’.


That said, their expressive eyes, sharp incisors, and button-like noses gave them a youthful and lively charm that would endear them to many and help counterbalance their slightly spoiled and pampered personalities. Small in stature, and often found in miniskirts and thigh-high socks, the pair possessed natural curves, just like their mothers and sisters, yet both lacked the drive to perform the countless squats to achieve a perfect bubble butt or plank all day long to get a toned tummy.


Yet, whilst Lola and Lily lacked the sharp aggressive sex appeal of their elder sisters, their natural features gave them a soft and cutesy sort of sexual charm. Simply put, Bailey and Bella were gorgeous, but wouldn’t have many serious pursuers, due to their beauty being so intimidating, whereas the beautiful and approachable Lily and Lola would have a line around the block of people wanting to shoot their shot.


That is, if they ever left the house.


The youngest daughter of both the Edwards and Allen families were rather severe recluses, neither enjoyed attending their stuffy private school or socializing, instead preferring to learn from home and indulge in their hobbies.


“Hmph, you still like anime then,” Lola huffed as the pair marched towards her bedroom. Her eyes flickered across Lily’s outfit. The miniskirt and thigh-high combination wasn’t exactly common dress outside the anime community, and especially not in their families’ usual social circle.


“I can see you do too,” Lily harrumphed in response, her eyes dragging across Lola’s clothes.


Neither was pleased to see the other wearing a matching outfit, but they weren’t as fashion obsessed as their sisters, so most of their attention went elsewhere.


“You still play FC4?” Lola asked as the pair began walking up the stairs in lockstep. The toes that were now carrying them towards Lola’s bedroom had previously been furiously rubbed together under the dining room table. Had one of them been wearing white socks, and the other black, both girls’ feet would have been dyed grey due to their constant foot fighting. Sadly, both had worn black, leaving only the residual heat and faint scent of sweat as evidence of their clash.


“I’ve been playing something else lately. How about you?” Lily replied, the sounds of their footsteps overlapping to such a degree that they would win any three-legged race with ease.


It wasn’t just awkward small talk, but rather important questions for the pair, as the duo spent their younger years playing FC4, a popular fighting game. They had clashed countless times in the game, exchanging wins and losses constantly. Gaming was a passion for both girls, and contrary to their careless demeanors, each took her passions seriously, both anime and gaming.


“I’ve found a new game too,” Lola casually replied, feeling her soft thigh beginning to stick to Lily’s.


“You haven’t been able to stomach it either?” Lily said. Her words seemed casual, yet an underlying tension was evident.


The same tension instantly spread to Lola, who felt her breathing hasten.


Their mothers had carelessly mentioned it just moments ago, but in truth, neither had ever brought up the event of four years ago. They had instead, as if by silent agreement, simply settled into a mutual aversion and dislike.


“Either?” Lola replied, catching on to the critical word. “You’re the same as me then, how funny.”


“Why would I want to play that stupid game,” Lily spat, “After you humiliated me like that in front of all those people-“


“You humiliated me! You ruined MY tournament!” Lola hissed furiously.


“It was MY tournament!” Lily countered venomously.


Both had released their linked arms and had wrapped them around the other’s waist. Each girl pulled on the other, grinding themselves together in an angry sideways hug. Breasts, waists, hips, and legs, from thighs to ankles were being squashed with painful force, then rubbed left and right, up and down, as if the pair were trying to give each other friction burns.


““Get off me!”” The duo hissed as their cheeks were smooshed together, their eyelashes intertwining as they glared into the other’s brown eyes.


““So fucking gross, always sticking to me,”” they complained, before adding, ““Always copying me too!””


In anger, both girls tried to step on the other foot, which ended in their feet rubbing together with even great force than before.


““Get your sweaty feet off me!”” They whinged in unison.


““I don’t want my socks smelling gross like yours!””


““Huh?””


““Yours are gross!””


“”No! Yours are!””


Not before rubbing their cheeks red-raw in their mutual frustration, the pair finally reached Lola’s bedroom, wincing slightly as they pulled themselves apart.


As they stepped inside, Lily looked around, noting that the room hadn’t changed much.


“So, what do you play now?” Lily asked, forcing herself to stop complaining.


“Hmph, I play a game called FF69. I doubt you’ve heard of it.” Lola said breezily, not paying the conversation much attention and simply allowing the previous topic to be dropped.


“Ha? Seriously you play FuckFight69? You dirty slut.” Lily spat scathingly, the harsh words flying from her mouth with incredible speed, much to Lola’s shock.


Lily’s words weren’t without reason. FuckFight69 was a fighting game, but as the name suggests, an incredibly erotic one. In this game, men and women of a thousand different varieties could fight battles filled with blood, sweat, and cum, though mostly sweat and cum.


Naturally, a game so pornography was rather niche, and by no means mainstream, hence why Lily’s quick response caused Lola to raise an eyebrow.


“Pah, stop pretending, you little bitch,” Lola spat, “Anyone else would have thought I meant a Final Fantasy game, the fact you knew I meant FuckFight means you're not as innocent as you're pretending to be. Let me guess, you play it too?”


Lily twitched at the accusation, confirming Lola’s guess.


“Yeah, I do, so what?” Lily huffed, “Saves you having to redownload FC4 so we can play that.” Saying that, Lily grabbed a cushion from the couch and placed it on the floor in front of the TV, replicating her old sitting position from back in the day.


“True. I’m looking forward to fucking you up.” Lola said with a scowl, throwing down a cushion for herself before walking over to set up the gaming console.


“I’ll be the one fucking you up,” Lily replied before gritting her teeth.


“Ha. Well, as our moms said, we can finally see who the better player is.”


“I’ve been waiting for the chance.”


“Oh, like I haven’t?”


As the duo said, both Lily and Lola had been waiting for a chance to settle old scores.


Back when they played FC4, when they were only 14 years old, the duo played together every day, either in Lola’s room or in Lily’s. But it was in these daily gaming sessions that a subtle contradiction formed between them.


At this time, both were still attending school, and neither had many friends despite their good looks, thanks to their introverted personalities. This meant that each treasured their friendship even more.


Lily was good at FC4, and she knew that Lola liked playing together.


So, Lily would tend to go easy on Lola to avoid hurting her feelings…


Yet, on the other side of the same coin…


Lola was good at FC4, and she knew that Lily liked playing together.


So, Lola would tend to go easy on Lily to avoid hurting her feelings…


Innocently enough, a subtle and unspoken contradiction had been formed between them, as well as a faint sense of casual superiority...


That year, the publisher of FC4 hosted an in-person gaming tournament, so both Lily and Lola registered, both unaware that the other was participating…


Many of the qualifying rounds were hosted online, and only when the top 32 were decided did the players convene in a real-life stadium. It was undoubtedly an attempt to garner interest in E-sports, but it worked, with the stadium packed full of spectators due to the successful hype campaign.


Lily continued to qualify…


Lola continued to qualify…


And eventually, the duo met in the finals! It was an incredibly awkward moment for the pair, considering that neither had told the other of their participation, and neither believed the other was anywhere near good enough to compete in such an event.


Further compounding the awkwardness, was that the pair were so identical in appearance, played the same character, and had also dressed up as said character for the competition!


The pair were incredibly cute, their outfits made with the help of their older sisters, but whilst they looked adorable, their internal thoughts were a chaotic mix of the sting of undermined superiority, embarrassment at being exposed after keeping a secret, anger at a betrayal and humiliation for wearing the same cosplay!


The most humiliating of all, however? The result of their match!


Rounds won: 0


Rounds lost: 0


Rounds drawn: 9


Nine double knockouts in a row!


A usual FC4 match was three rounds long, which was followed by a fourth round if the match was inconclusive. After what should have been the final match of the tournament ended with four DKOs, the host ran off stage to confer with the tournament planners.


It was decided that they would have a second match, sending cheers through the enthusiastic crowd. They were moved to different consoles and given different controllers…Just in case of foul play, only to end up with the same result, four more DKOs!


Both struggled to keep calm for the cameras as their faces were shown on the large stadium screens, as the host once again ran off, only to come back to declare there would be a definitive final round, a sudden death round which would be settled in a single hit!


The result was the ninth and final DKO of the tournament.


The crowd and PR department loved the image of two adorable twin-like champions, but both Lily and Lola felt their hearts go ice cold at the final result.


The drive home in the back of Aria’s car was very awkward, with their two moms constantly throwing salt in their wounds with their careless words.


When they got home, they blocked one another on Instant Messenger and deleted FC4 in a rage before trashing their rooms.


“Us looking like twins had never bothered me before,” Lola said icily, “but when I saw the two of us up on that screen, in our matching cosplays, I suddenly hated that we had the same face.”


“Trust me, the feeling is mutual,” Lily spat, gladly taking to the chance to finally talk about what had happened. “I know you cheated, nine DKOs is just ridiculous-“


“You’re the one who cheated,” Lola hissed, sitting down next to Lily in front of the TV. “Even more ridiculous than nine DKOs is that it was a mirror match from start to finish. How is that even possible without cheats?”


“It’s not, which is why you cheated,” Lily growled, picking up the controller from the floor.


“You cheated!”


“No, you cheated!”


““You cheated!””


““Stop copying me!!””


““You’re copying me!””


The pair of identical girls went round and round as they waited for the game to boot up, scooting closer and closer with every word until they were squashed up against each other once again.


The twintailed brunettes were sat on their knee atop their cushions, four small strips of soft white thigh shining slightly under the light of the TV.


““I’m gonna beat you!!”” They both claimed in unison, before pouting and turning towards the screen.


“What character do you play?” Lily asked, the question sending straight vibrations through Lola’s mouth since their cheeks were still squashed together.


“Ha, you tell me, and I’ll tell you,” Lola responded, sending the vibration back across Lily’s mouth.


Thick black eyelashes brushed against each other as the pair glared at their opponent, and both let out a ‘Hmph!’ in annoyance.


“I’ll tell you if you tell me,” Lily countered.


“Let’s just tell each other then. We count down from three?”


“Fine.”


““Three-!””


““Two-!””


““One-!””


Then… Silence.


““Oh, you sneaky little bitch!”” The pair explode in fury.


Controllers were dropped as they pounced at one another. Lily and Lola slammed together mid-pounce, causing the pair to drop to the floor on their sides. Round breasts squashed together as legs tangled together in knots. The curvaceous shortstacks rolled back and forth without end, both pinching the other’s waist and before going in for a furious yank of the hair.


““Ugh! Tell me already!!”” They cried out as they swung their legs in an attempted kick, attempts that just ended in their thigh-high covered feet clapping together.


““You are such a freak…always rubbing feet with me…!”” They panted in one voice, their faces beginning to grow red. Despite their words, however, neither pulled away, instead rubbing even harder, with enough force to rip their socks apart.


The duo continued to grunt and groan as they rubbed themselves together before they suddenly realized that their short skirts had rolled up, causing their panty-covered crotches to make contact.


““Tell me now, unless you’re a dirty lesbian!”” The busty and bratty girls commanded.


The words spoken in unison caused the pair to freeze before they looked awkwardly at one another.


“Then… at the same time…?”


“Yeah…for real this time…”


Both incredibly conscious of the strange tingling in their crotches, they quickly spat out the character they played.


““Lucy!!””


Twin groans echoed out as the pair realized they ‘mained’ the same character, and the girls immediately pried themselves apart.


Lucy was pretty much a video game version of Lily and Lola. A character who was short in stature but with plenty of curves, she was a girl who wore miniskirts and thigh-highs and attacked with a range of moves and styles.


Being a game about ‘fuck fighting’, the character was cocky, sassy, and a little bit slutty, and would torment her opponents mercilessly! She would frequently step on her opponent’s crotch upon victory, causing a spray of cum to explode out as she laughed sadistically!


“I’ve never played against a Lucy before, I wonder how pathetic she’ll look when I beat you.” Lola pondered out loud as the pair stood up and walked back over to the TV.


“I’ve never played against one either, so I guess I’ll get to see her cum her brains out when I beat you,” Lily said back as she sat back down on her cushion.


Lola sat down too, yet neither girl returned to her original position. Both instead sat practically on top of each other as they sat on their knees side-by-side.


“Lucy!"


"Lucy!”


The game announcer called out as the duo picked their characters.


““There can only be one winner!”” Said the two Lucys in unison, a mutual pre-game boast as both girls struck the same arrogant pose.


As the screen faded to black and the match began to load, only faint breathing could be heard, two sets of perky breasts rising and falling in anticipation of the long-awaited victory.


“I’m going to beat you like I should have done back then, Lily.”


“I’m going to beat you like I should have done back then, Lola.”


The pair bragged as the countdown began.


““Ready to lose?”” The Lucys said to one another, their voice lines playing in synchrony.


3…


2…


1…


START!


The match instantly exploded into a fever pitch!


With a waterfall as the backdrop and tropical birds flying overhead, legs lashed out in high kicks, collars were grabbed as faces slapped, scissor kicks shot out before colliding mid-air.


And yet, very quickly…


““Stop copying me!!””


Just as in the tournament four years ago, it was a perfect mirror match! The two Lucys would kick out simultaneously at the other’s swaying breasts, slap each other’s faces in perfect unison, and kick out at the enemy Lucy's crotch only to be crotch kicked in parallel.


The health bars decreased in synchrony, and when they reached 50%, the two Lucys began to shake and became covered in a layer of sweat!


At 30%, hot cum began to spill out of the Lucys’ crotches coating the floor of the arena!


The Lucys at this final juncture were just two trembling cum-soaked wrecks. It was painful for the rivals to see characters who looked just like them being reduced to such a state, but adding insult to injury was a feature of the game neither had known even existed!


When their characters reached 20% health, their simultaneous attacks had a unique animation!


Say each Lucy used a slap attack at the same time:


Above 20% health, the game would simply play the two slap animations simultaneously, and each combatant would take damage.


Below 20% health though?


The same slap moves may result in the battered and bruised Lucys slipping on the cum-soaked ground, causing their faces to smash together! Their noses might be upturned against each other, and their lips rammed together in an accidental kiss, prompting the two fighters to spray out cum and collapse to the floor. They would then lie in a tangled heap before climbing to their feet again!


Similar ridiculous and humiliating effects would play for each simultaneous strike, only adding to the embarrassment each girl felt watching their avatars strike each other again and again!


At 15%, their mid-air kicks missed, causing the two Lucys to slam together cunt-to-cunt in a sudden scissor!


““I’m not going to lose!”” Lily and Lola cried out, faces flushed bright red at their avatars' humiliation. Yet the embarrassment continued!


At 10%, the Lucy’s slipped into an accidental 69, and the game displayed in great detail how a gush of cum sprayed down the identical fighters’ throats.


““I can still win!!”” Lola and Lily spluttered as both leaned forward in desperation causing their cheeks to squash together.


At 5%, the Lucys smashed together in a frontal collision, causing their nipples to get stuck together! The animation of the two girls struggling to pull themselves apart, their tits stretching out before they were snapped back together, replayed a total of three times. Each repetition took great care in showing how embarrassed yet pleasured the two Lucys were. When at last the Lucys managed to separate, they fell onto their back and showered each other with cum and breast cum.


““STOP!”” – At 3%, the Lucys spanked each other again and again, twitching and convulsing under each simultaneous strike, before collapsing into a throbbing pile!


““COPYING!!”” – At 2%, the Lucys slammed together ass to ass, their faces contorted in endless humiliation only to instantly replaced by highly detailed orgasm faces!


““ME!!!”” – 1%, the Lucys fell into each other’s arms again, both girls lost in their accidental kiss for 5 whole seconds before they finally managed to pull their tongues out of each other's mouth!


““DIE!!!”” Lily and Lola cried out furiously, both praying that their attacks would hit first!


Both were disappointed, however, as once again, the two Lucys struck simultaneously!


Lola and Lily watched in shell-shocked silence as they watched the results screen. On it, the two Lucys were lying on their backs, naked except for their black thigh-high socks. Each Lucy had hearts in her eyes and they were frantically stomping on the other Lucy's crotch, sending cum gushing out all over the screen!


“DOUBLE K.O.!” The announcer said.


The girls just sat in silence, their mouths open in shock and their faces flushed red at the obscenity on display.


Both Lily and Lola found themselves panting, their bodies suddenly feeling unbearably hot. At some point during the match the duo had become conscious of the fact that they were pressed together, and now following that insanely lewd tail end of the match, the contact between their identical bodies felt electrifying. Neither wanted to be the first to move, however, as such an act would make them seem afraid, so both just sat there trying to calm the boiling, bubbling sensations in their lower navels.


“Well…” Lola said, trying to break the silence.


“Yeah, so…” Lily said, not quite sure how to react.


...


......


“That was just a one-off match, how about we do a best of three?”


“Fine!”


““Are you playing Lucy again?”” They asked in unison. Neither responded with words, instead shooting each other a look that sent shivers down their spines and caused their crotches to throb restlessly.


Each squeezed their thighs together, and then the second match began.


As a second mirror match unfolded, the duo was forced to suffer through the embarrassment of the 20% simultaneous strike zone once again. To the chorus of hot and heavy breathing, the second match ended with a final animation of the two Lucys crawling together on all fours, the identical duo bound together by collars around their necks. Following this post-match animation, they had become each other’s sex slaves.


“DOUBLE K.O!” The announcer shouted.


The third game played out similarly, only this time, the match ended with the Lucys tumbling together down a hole in the cavern-based fighting arena. The ‘Double K.O.’ announcement rang out to the sight of two furious and unwilling Lucys stuck together in an eternal 69.


The fourth and final game ended with an animation of the two Lucys pressing together in a deep scissor lock. Their cunts had swallowed each other to the point the two fighters looked conjoined.


Just when Lily and Lola were about to click off the screen, the game played a cutesy, 2D-pop-up style animation, overlayed on two of the still-scissoring Lucys.


It almost resembled a shared speech bubble, one that would be used to demonstrate two speakers saying the same thing. Rather than their wailing mouths, however, the bubble pointed to the wombs of the climaxing combatants.


Within the bubble, an animation of two egg-cells colliding and merging together played. The conjoined egg then split apart, each ovum returning to a womb.


Lily and Lola were dumbstruck when they realised that the two Lucys had somehow just impregnated one another. Naturally, it was another double knockout.


“”FUCK!”” Lily and Lola cried out as their series of matches ended, neither happy with the result.


They had set out wanting to prove they were the better player, yet all they had achieved was becoming each other’s sex slaves, becoming trapped in an eternal 69, and impregnating each other.


Somehow, these results seemed even more embarrassing than just losing!


“Whoever designed all these stupid endings-” Spat Lily, her face bright red.


“And those super gross simultaneous strikes-!” Added Lola, her cheeks a matching shade.


““Is a fucking PERVERT!!”” They screeched in flustered synchrony!


““FUCK!”” They moaned, before a second surge of mutual embarrassment flooded through them, the defeated duo wailing-


““Since when… CAN GIRLS GET EACH OTHER PREGNANT?!?!””


Their identical bodies were coated in a layer of sweat, their black thigh-high socks felt sticky and stuffy, and both could feel an uncomfortable dampness under their skirts.


“…Urgh… It’s so hot,” Lola complained, flapping her shirt in an attempt to cool down.


“Yeah…that’s why we weren’t playing our best…” Lily chimed in, matching the other girl’s movements. “Also, unlike the tournament, we’re lacking stakes, that's why we keep messing up and getting those shitty double knockouts.”


“Let’s… set some stakes then,” Lola said, “Whoever loses... has to strip...!”


“Fine by me. We’ve got shirts, skirts, bras, socks, and panties. Five things for you to lose, so five rounds?” Lily suggested.


“Sounds good. Prepare to be left buck naked.”


“Ha, you’re the one who’ll end up naked.”


Exchanging a goading glare, the duo readjusted slightly, moving their legs so that they could sit on their knees more comfortably. This brought their feet, resting under their soft asses, into gentle contact. Both girls raised an eyebrow and glanced at one another, yet neither pulled away.


Soon enough, the first of five games had loaded, the arena an ominous underground laboratory.


Crotches were kicked, tits punched, faces slapped and hips bumped until very quickly, the two health bars at the top of the screen reached 20%. At this point, the fight became a series of ridiculous mutual humiliations the two Lucys seemed determined to subject themselves to.


Once the match had ended in a bitter draw, the corresponding animation played, showing the two Lucy tripping each other's feet and into a strange device. As the pair cried out in protest, their bodies were forcefully merged, their left and right sides melting together until the two sides were perfectly aligned and the merging process was complete. Only one Lucy remained on screen, half 'Lily' and half 'Lola'. The newly formed girl began masturbating furiously with both hands, seemingly addicted to her own body


““Shit… shirts!”” They both ordered as Lucy continued to finger herself, the girl's eyes rolling back as both sides of her body twitched in unison. The duo obediently stripped, both throwing their shirt over to the other girl, where each began a collection of spoils.


Neither could resist glancing at the other. Brown eyes flickered across pale white skin, looking down past slim shoulder to a bugling chest, still wrapped in a white bra, and then further down to a tight waist and soft-looking stomach.


““Stop staring!”” They spat in unison, snapping out of their dazes in perfect synchrony.


Both unresigned to their loss on the laboratory map, they decided to play it again, only to end up with the same result. This time, however, the double knockout animation on the results screen was different. The Lucys fell into a vat of transparent liquid and were stuck together from head to toe. It looked as though Lucy had pressed herself up against a mirror, only to get stuck. The duos' noses, mouths, tits, hands, feet, pussies, and asses were all glued together, and all either Lucy could do was moan helplessly, unable to separate despite their best attempts.


““Ugh…Skirts!””


The pair rose to their feet and turned away from each other before unclipping their skirts. It was only after they had sat back down, with their thighs firmly pressed together, that they handed over their skirts. Contrary to their personality of always asking for trouble, neither commented on the other’s strangely shy manner of undressing.


Each believing that the third time's the charm, they gave the lab map another go... and once again finished with a double knockout animation.


The two Lucys, in a frantic, cum-soaked fury, drank a vial of blue and red fluids respectively. The animation then showed the one Lucy becoming a red slime version of herself, and the other Lucy becoming a blue slime version of herself. The red Lucy threw herself at the blue Lucy, just as the blue Lucy threw herself at the red Lucy.


The pair, in their new liquid forms, attempt to absorb the other, only for their bodies to very quickly merge into one. Red and blue feet soon mixed into a purple hue, and the rest of their bodies followed suit until all that was left was two cunts and two heads, identical in every way except color. Hesitation was clearly on the faces of the two Lucys, but as soon as each girl saw the other's fear, they decisively slammed both sets of lips together. The red and blue Lucys instantly consumed one another, melting into a new purple Lucy.


Naturally, it was a double knockout.


This ending shocked the pair into a daze, however, as both fell silent for a few seconds after, neither remembered to command the other to strip. Their eyes glazed over, the pair twitched a few times, and it was only after their toes clenched together that they came back to themselves.


““Ha...Haa…bra…”” The pair panted in one gasping voice. White bras were added to their trophy pile, causing the pair to stare at their rival’s perky tits for a few seconds, only to snap out of it when the next match began.


They didn’t choose the laboratory map this time, as if afraid of any other perverse endings it may contain.


A mansion map was selected, and the fight commenced.


The fourth draw in a row soon followed. Lily and Lola thought that they had seen every possible simultaneous strike animation after having played so many games, yet this mansion map featured a few dozen mutual attacks involving toys. Throughout the fight, the two Lucys used whips, vibrators, dildos, double-ended dildos, gags, and all sorts of bondage equipment. Naturally, when the Lucys dropped below 20% HP, the humiliation reached new highs too.


The end screen featured each Lucy being helplessly bound in bondage. Each girl was commanding a group of maids to subject their duplicate to increasingly perverse forms of sexual torture, as it was a double knockout, it was only natural that both Lucys were being tormented simultaneously.


““Fuck…”” Two moans escaped the lips of the pseudo-twins.


“Even if it means getting mixed and merged together… they refuse to stop fighting…” Lily panted, her fingers inching towards her crotch as her eyes remained glued to the screen.


“Refusing to stop torturing each other, even if it means getting tortured in return…” Lola gasped, her fingers brushing past her inner thighs on their way to her crotch.


""So...hot..."" The 'twins' whispered, their mouths loose and faces flushed beet red. Yet following these two words, it was as if they had been struck by lightning, the pair suddenly shot to their feet, turning away from each other once again.


““S-Socks…!”” They called out, both girls sounding completely flustered. After struggling to pull off their sweaty thigh highs, the pair passed up the opportunity to check each other out. Instead, both quickly returning to their knees, with their thighs desperately clenched together.


Socks were added to the pile as the humid scent of sweet sweat flowed between them. Both girls were a sticky, hot mess, but both had other things on their minds.


Both Lily and Lola, absolutely, could NOT lose this match! No matter what!


Trails of sweat ran down their asses before rolling onto their clenched toes. Exchanging nervous yet determined looks, the pair decided on a relatively neutral map, one without strange gimmicks. A fashion show runway.


The Lucys exchanged mid-air blows and spun as cartwheel kicks battered their opponent’s health bar. Soft asses were flashed as the Lucys jumped and bounced around the arena, pointlessly blocking one moment only to trade tight slaps the next.


Soon enough, the dreaded 20% threshold was reached, causing the battle to turn into a degenerate fight between two hypersensitive sluts.


The arena floor was splattered with cum as the Lucys staggered and stumbled around, knocking each other to the ground, forcing themselves to their feet, only to instantly collapse into a climaxing tangle of limbs.


Lola and Lily could only whimper in despair as the Lucys knocked each other out for the umpteenth time. Despite their absolute disappointment, their eyes remained glued to the screen, both girls eager to see the next act of mutual denigration, acted out by their avatars, and lookalikes.


It… wasn’t as fantastical as getting merged together in a sci-fi machine, nor was it as degenerate as becoming each other’s sex slaves, and it wasn’t as bitterly ironic as getting trapped in a pit together.


It was perverse… in an intimate and realistic way.


Perhaps fitting for an arena set in a fashion, the duo kicked off their matching panties… and, then stepped into the other Lucy's pair. Each Lucy then forcefully pulled her panties up to the other Lucy's awaiting cunt. Both Lucys collapsed against the other, convulsing helplessly as they wore their identical clone’s cum-stained panties.


Lily and Lola were dumbfounded watching this, neither even registering the ‘double knockout’ announcement.


Suddenly, two moans ripped out of the duo's identical lips. Hands shot to mouths in an attempt to prevent it, yet it had already happened.


Lily turned to look at Lola.


Lola turned to look at Lily.


Whether it was the flushed, euphoric face that was identical to their own that gave it away, or the twitching and spasming of the beauty in front of them, or maybe the discolored, cum-soaked cushion under the other girl, it was obvious to both of them.


They’d just climaxed.


Watching the Lucys, who were identical to the two of them, fuck each other senseless during the last nine fights, ending up in a variety of humiliating situations due to their inability to defeat each other... had pushed them to the brink.


And then watching the Lucys swap cum-soaked panties right when they, in the real world, had to strip and had over their panties… Caused them to cum.


The identical girls simply stared into each other’s brown eyes, their hot breaths colliding between their lips as their brains raced with a thousand different thoughts.


Then suddenly, both Lily and Lucy rose to their feet, their legs still trembling from the hands-free climax.


Both grabbed their panties and began slowly pulling them down. Each girl’s gaze was locked to her rival’s crotch, and both felt a throb of hot excitement within them when they saw thick strands of girl-cum stretching between steamy, soaked slits and the drenched panties.


The panties hit the ground, and they stepped out of them, before kicking their pair over to the other's pile.


They then stepped into contact, their naked bodies brushing gently together. Sensitive tits caressed the opposing pair whilst hard, red nipples pressed into each other. Soft stomachs grazed one another as slippery smooth crotches, devoid of even a single hair, got teasingly close, yet weren’t allowed to touch.


“How many matches was that? Nine total?” Lola questioned softly.


“Yeah, nine,” Lily whispered back. “Nine DKOs. And I don’t accept a single one of them.”


“I don’t either. I want to keep going, even further. With higher stakes.” Lola admitted.


“Me too. Our Lucys came countless times, there’s no way we can end it after a single orgasm.” Lily agreed.


“We need to be punished harder for our failures,” Lola said softly. “How can we give it our all if all we have to do is strip?”


Both girls moved in synchrony, bringing their pounding crotches together. Shivers ran down their spines on contact, followed by moans that couldn’t be held back.


“The Lucys become each other’s sex slaves-” Lily purred.


“The Lucys got trapped in an eternal 69-” Lola hummed.


““Every ending they get from now on,”” They whispered in unison, dragging their aching crotches together, ““We have to copy.””


Both girls shuddered at their words, a sense of sick perversion filling them.


““Haa…You’re so gross… You little slut…”” They spat in one voice.


Their bodies trembling in anticipation of the things they would have to do to each other. The acts of humiliation they would have to perform on each other and have performed on them by their worst enemy and biggest rival.


Lily's eyes suddenly flashed with a twisted glint.


“We’re not playing on your console anymore though,” she suddenly declared, “I think…your cheating…”


“Ha…Of course…” Lola tutted, “We are going over to your room then?”


“Naturally, so just give me back my clothes,” Lily said, her tone bratty and commanding, yet still dripping with erotic desire.


“You give me back mine first,” Lola countered, her words no less bossy, yet possessing with a teasing, tempting hum of their own.


They exchanged disdainful glares, scorn dripping from their eyes.


Lily knew that Lola would never agree to her request, just as Lola knew Lily would never agree to hers.


““Oh dear,”” They groaned teasingly, ““If you’re not giving my clothes back, I guess I’ll have to wear yours…””


Eyes flashing with excitement, the duo bent down and began putting on the other’s clothes. The bra first, followed by the shirt and then the mini skirt.


Then they both stared daringly at one another.


““Urgh, I can’t believe I have to put on your gross…disgusting socks…”” Both spat, as they began to pull them onto their soft legs. Despite their harsh words, their faces were anything but disgusted. Both girls were flushed bright red, their eyes hazy with delirious desire.


Their breathing grew heavier and heavier, and their bodies started to twitch uncontrollably as each girl felt her legs being coated in the other’s hot, fragrant sweat.


““You’re…so…gross…❤”” They moaned in synchrony. Both Lily and Lola tipped forward under the perverse pleasure, having to hold hands to stay standing.


Staring deeply into each other’s eyes, the identical duo twitched and trembled against each other until they could release their hands.


The perverse pair then pulled the panties up to their thighs, only to stop just shy of actually wearing them.


The mirror fighters, Lily and Lola turned to face the TV screen. Neither of them had touched their controllers since the result, so the panty swap animation was still playing. The two Lucy had put on each other’s panties only to descend into a never-ending climax. Their tongues were outstretched, pressing against each other and their noses were upturned in a mutual humiliation. Despite that, both Lucys had hearts in their eyes, and it could be seen that their cunts were leaking an endless torrent of cum. Until either Lily or Lola pressed a button, prompting the next match to load, it truly would be endless.


““What do you think?”” The ‘twins’ whispered, no different from devils perched on each other's shoulders. ““Do you think we’re going end up like them?””


““Are we going to knock each other out?””


““Are we going to melt into each other? Have hearts in our eyes?””


““Or maybe, we’ll see who is better once and for all…?””


““What do you think?”” They questioned one another as they reached down for their panties, the pair worn by the opposite girl.


““Tell me honestly,”” They commanded, ““Or I won’t pull them up.””


Twin hearts throbbed in unison at their mutual commands and both knew these were the final moments of calm before the storm.


Their practically linked brains were melting under the roaring flames of desire burning in their crotches. At this moment, this critical junction, neither girl could muster any energy for deceit or pretence, no intention to bluff of lie even crossing their minds.


The panties just inches away from their pulsing pussies had smashed apart their defenses, whilst the other’s domineering words were like a cupid’s arrow piercing their hearts.


At this moment, Lola and Lily were nothing but beasts in heat, they would say anything and degrade themselves before the other in any way if it would give them the pleasure they desperately needed.


““I think…-”” Lily and Lola began, both taking the initiative to squash their noses together into pig snouts as they did so,


““That we’ll…-”” Lola and Lily continued, stretching out their tongues and pressing them together in perfect alignment,


““Both…””


““LOSE…!❤”” The identical girls confessed together. At their shared admission that dripped with desperate need, both yanked their pair of panties up onto their rival’s crotch.


And true to their words…


““MMMNNHHHHHH!!?!?!?❤❤❤”” The duo descended into an instantaneous orgasm, their pussies exploding with torrents of boiling female ejaculate in perfect synchrony.


Another double knockout, only this time, it was Lily and Lola rather than the two Lucys.

*

Once their cum had blended together into a frothy mix between their toes, the pair finally returned to reality following their orgasm-inducing mutual punishment.


““Hnnggg…❤”” They moaned into one another’s open mouth, before pulling their outstretched tongues apart.


Descending from their previous high, the duo began to mentally recoil at their admissions, cringing at their shared display of mutual obscenity.


“Well, we said we’d both lose, and we did,” Lily groaned, speaking to distract herself from her shame.


“We lost instantly too,” Lola added, hoping that airing the embarrassment would help diffuse it.


“How embarrassing-” Lily spat.


“How humiliating-” Lola hissed.


The two spoke in unison, each appearing greatly offended by the series of events, though anyone who had witnessed the pair climaxing to their act of perversion wouldn’t believe that they found it embarrassing or humiliating in the slightest, at least not at the time.


““You filled my panties with cum in a split second,”” They taunted as they began to circle one another, rubbing their bodies together as they did so. Neither could resist the urge to embarrass the other, even if it was obvious that the other would do the same to them.


Legs, wrapped up in each other’s sweat-soaked socks coiled together like snakes, as the duo, each lifting the sides of her miniskirt slightly, bumped their identical asses into one another in a teasing manner.


“Let’s go fight again,” Lola said longingly, “I’m going to beat you this time,”


“I’m going to beat you,” Lily replied, “There’s no way I’m getting off with you again!”


“There’s no way I’m climaxing with you again!” Lola spat back.


“We made that stupid deal, but there’s no way we are going to get anymore DKOs,” Lola grimaced.


“Yeah, no way!” Lily agreed. “We were crazy turned on when we said that, so we're thinking straight!”


““No more DKOs and no more cumming at the same time, it’s so fucking gross!”” The duo hissed, each looking completely furious.


Yet, despite their 'fury', the duo only separated after bumping their asses a few more times, listening to the wet splats of their cum-soaked panties sticking together.


Something else to note was that whilst they were 'furious' and found it 'gross' to cum at the same time... neither attempted to void their plans to engage in further mutual punishment...


The girls charged out of Lola’s room, making their way back down the regal staircase of the Allens' half of their house(s). They passed through the shared dining room, where they saw their mothers re-entering from the Edwards’ side of the room.


““Hi girls!”” Their buxom mothers called out in high-pitched tones, ““How is your gaming going? Have you managed to decide who the best is yet?””


Both girls felt their pussies twitch at the question, which distracted them from asking a few questions that had just sprung to mind.


Namely: why did their mothers seemed so flushed, with strands of sweaty hair stuck to their faces?


Another question that was immediately forgotten: Why did their mothers' large breasts seem even larger and somehow... more full...than usual?


Their thoughts were smashed away from these critical and potentially reality over-turning questions, as the girls were refocused on their predicament.


They had stormed out of this room determined to beat each other once and for all, only for their choice of game, and repeated double knockouts, to whip them into a mutually humiliating hyper-sensitive sexual frenzy.


Leaning into one another so that their cheeks squashed together and interlocking their outside hands, the pair cried out,


““No, mom, all we did was lose non-stop.”” They answered, whilst grinding their bodies together. Their spare, inside hands, reached around and started clawing at each other’s ass, gripping handfuls of assmeat, slick with sweat and girl-cum.


Lily and Lola lost their breath under the other’s merciless assault, both had to try desperately to contain their moans yet neither was willing to stop their dangerous game of chicken first.


“What, you took turns beating each other’s ass?” Abby, Lily’s mother, asked jokingly, her beautiful face breaking out into a strange smile.


“Of course not, they beat each other’s ass at the same time,” Aria, Lola’s mother quipped, her face matching Abby’s grin.


Neither Lily nor Lola had the breathing room to wonder why their mothers' smiles seemed different from usual, nor wonder where their usual strictness on using crude language had gone.


““Yeah…that’s…exactly…right…!❤”� �� The identical girls squeaked out through ragged breaths. ““All we did… was beat each otherrr-?!?!!❤❤❤””


Their words reached barely audible pitch by the end of their shared sentence, their fingers had begun tracing lines along their soaked slits, whilst the rest of their hands ruthlessly squeezed on whatever ass cheek they could hold on to.


Exchanging a sultry look, Aria and Abby turned away from the girls, saying in one voice,


““Okay girls, well you two have fun trying to... settle it. We’ll come up and check on you two later... okay?””


Mumbling in agreement, the duo staggered out of the room, both simultaneously trying to escape the other’s perverted hand whilst also attempting to continue their own attack.


““Haaaa…! You… bitch…!”” They groaned in unison as they began to walk up the stairs in lockstep. The sounds of wet vaginal folds spreading apart could be heard from the two crotches as they marched towards Lily’s room, neither able to hide their obvious excitement from the other.


“How do you expect to beat me… when you’re so obviously… in heat…?” Lola moaned through hot breaths.


“You’re the one in heat… you sound so desperate to get fucked right now…I think you’re going to throw the match…” Lily panted in response.


“You’re like Lucy…when she hits 30%...” Lola spat, “Leaking all over the floor…!”


“It’s you…who’s leaving… the snail trail….!” Lily hissed back.


The pair slammed themselves together with a wet splat, prompting both to squeal uncontrollably.


““Hhhnng…! I’m practically bathing…in your sweat…❤”” They complained as their legs pressed together, rubbing up and down. ““My whole body…is gonna… stink of youuu…❤””


The sense of mutual contamination sent shivers down their spines and caused their twats to twitch excitedly.


““Ughh…Your cum’s sticking to my pussy…so…gross…❤”” The identical girls moaned in unison, each batting her eyes at the other as they did so.


““Being pressed together like this... I really... hate itttt...❤”” Lily and Lola groaned as they reached the top of the stairs, interlocking their fingers as they did so.


““I try to get ahead of you… But everything I do…seems to go wrong…!❤”” As Lola and Lily complained, each girl reached down to give the other an unexpected wedgie. Lily’s panties, soaked in squirt, were squished into Lola’s twitching twat just as Lola’s panties, drenched in cum, were squashed into Lily’s spasming slit.


““SEE!?!?❤❤❤”” The mirror images shrieked as their words were proven right, their twin bodies flailing under the sudden pleasure.


““This…is…ridiculous…!❤”” The duo panted as they stumbled and staggered into Lily’s room, tripping over each other’s and leaving a trail of sticky pre-cum the entire way.


As Lola collapsed onto a cushion in front of the TV, and Lily fumbled to try on the game console, they each let out ragged exhalations.


““I’m gonna... beat your ass... slut!❤”” Both claimed in unison. An exchange of smoking hot looks filled with delirious desire mixed with a tinge of embarrassment made clear that neither girl had forgotten that they used those words when talking to their moms.


“I can tell you’re about to blow your load right into my panties…Again!” Lola hissed; her soft body flushed red like it had just been boiled.


“I can tell you’re about to stink up my panties with your disgusting squirt… Again!” Lily spat back, her curvy frame no less red.


The pair sat side-by-side on their knees and began squashing themselves together once again. Same-sized feet damp with shared sweat pressed against one another, and legs covered by black thigh-high socks were perfectly aligned. Wide hips ate into each other, and their soft yet perky breasts, the right, and left breasts, respectively, were squished together in the narrow space between bodies. Finally, the pair ground their soft cheeks together, as though trying to express their mutual frustration.


Maintaining their body-to-body contact, they once again selected their characters.


“Lucy!”


“Lucy!”


The announcer stated solemnly.


“How about we dress them up?” Lily suggested, her breath hot. “I want to see YOUR Lucy dressed up in a slutty bunny suit when MY Lucy fucks her senseless.”


“Fine by me,” Lola replied, her breath mingling with Lily’s in the inch of space between their lips. “I want to see YOUR Lucy with cat ears and a tail buttplug, forced to become MY Lucy’s pet.”


Their breathing hastened at their mutual taunts, sending two beads of sweat rolling down their faces before merging between their squashed cheeks.


The Lucy’s twisted and turned in perfect synchrony on the screen as they flicked through different outfits. After much deliberation, the duo settled on matching bunny-girl bodysuits.


The tight bodysuits held their twin asses and identical cunts in a tight pinch, whilst their busty breasts seemed on the verge of spilling out. Neither character wore shoes, which showed off their cute toes and smooth legs wrapped in fishnets.


Small pompom-like tails could be found just above their juicy asses, and each girl had cute bunny ears.


““Haa…Fuck…!”” The pair groan, their bodies twitching at the sight of the two Lucys. Each liked to play the character ‘Lucy’ because she looked similar to them, whereas Lola and Lily were identical to each other. It was this similarity between the characters and themselves that caused their wombs to pound in excitement as they watched the Lucys fuck each other senseless.


“We should buy some outfits and dress up next time we play,” suggested Lola, her eyes glued to the screen.


“Absolutely,” agreed Lily, “Just thinking about it makes me…”


Both girls shuddered at her words, their bodies convulsing in unison.


Lily and Lola shared a fiery glance, before focusing their attention on the game.


Neither had ever ended a match with a double knockout before today, so they were still trying to decipher how the game decided which animation to play on the result screen.


Over the course of their matches, they had watched the two Lucys sadistically crotch-stomp each other, become mutual sex slaves, get trapped in a never-ending 69, and then suffer an ovum collision and somehow impregnate each other.


The Lucys had command maids to subject the other to BDSM torture, swapped panties, and had an array of bizarre double knockouts in the underground laboratory.


Whilst the mutual of every mutual defeat sent shivers of perverse joy down their spines and up their cunts, they had now agreed that they would have to subject themselves to the same fates as their videogame lookalikes. Since they couldn’t fuse themselves together in a sci-fi machine, nor could they knock each other up just by kissing cunts and climaxing at the same time, they needed to trigger more ‘down-to-earth’ ending animations.


The jungle map had a waterfall, and various tropical features, but the DKO resulted in the Lucys stomping each other's crotch.


The cavern arena was filled with hazardous terrain, and the DKO resulted in the Lucys falling down a hole and getting wedged into an eternal 69.


The mansion map had maids cleaning as part of the background, and the DKO resulted in the Lucys using the maids to punish each other.


Whilst, finally, the underground lab arena was packed full of strange devices, and the DKOs resulted in the Lucys using the various devices on one another.


Mumbling to another, the duo pooled their knowledge to piece together a basic understanding of how the double knockout animations worked.


Some animations were arena-dependent, and others belonged to a more generic pool.


The 'red and blue slime ending' was one example of an arena-dependent animation. Lily and Lola theorized that it could only play after a DKO on the underground lab map and would likely never play on any other map, such as the fashion runway. The 'eternal 69 ending' would likely only play on stages with hazardous terrain and unstable footing, so whilst it was more generalized than the 'red and blue slime ending', it wouldn't appear in the mansion setting.


As much as the thought of reenacting these more fantastical punishments secretly excited them, the limitations of real life forced them to rule out these stages, as well as others that seemed gimmicky.


““If only FF69 had VR capsule support…”” The pair sighed together. A VR capsule was a pod the length and width of a single bed, and it would allow the user to experience a game with all five senses and control their character with their mind!


Whilst crossing their fingers and praying that the developers somehow made their shared dream a reality, they continued looking through the maps, eliminating them and approving them one by one.


Continuing the analysis, they believed that ending animations such as the mutual crotch-stomps, mutual impregnation, and becoming each other’s sex slaves were more generalized, and could play on any map if no arena-exclusive endings were 'triggered'. For example, perhaps on the jungle waterfall map, there was an ending in which the Lucys get washed away by a surge of water.


Naturally, having played less than a dozen matches together, there were still gaps in their knowledge. Questions about the jungle map aside, neither girl was sure if the panty-swap ending belonged in the general pool of DKOs or the arena exclusive pool.


““Too bad we’ll never find out, we’ll never DKO ever again…”” The twintailed brunettes sighed in unison, before baring their sharp fangs at one another.


““Hmph, you think you’re going to beat me?”” The duo harrumphed haughtily, before hissing, ““There’s no way we DKO again… just no way!""


Twintails swished through the air as they turned their heads and puffed out their cheeks, only to swish again as they faced one another for a few more words.


""But… if we do fuck each other into another DKO… I’m to bully you so hard during our punishment…!””


Twats twitched in tandem that their contradictory mutual threats, and without the pair realizing, their mouths had twisted into aroused smiles.


““Let’s try our best not to lose then…❤”” The identical shortstacks purred, each blowing hot air into the other’s wet mouth.


The matched loaded, and the chosen arena was relatively basic, being set in a hotel room with a large double bed. A moment later, the countdown had already ended, and the match began!


The Lucys, dressed in bunny-girl outfits, collided in a tornado of kicks, slaps, and body-to-body blows! Fishnet tights crossed mid-air, knocking a few percent off their health bars, which quickly dropped by a few more when their cartwheel kicks connected simultaneously. The fighters grappled with one another relentlessly, as their health bars plummeted as though in a race to the bottom!


The matching outfits were worn down by the repeated simultaneous strikes and the bunny-girl bodysuits now looked as though they had been sliced by swords! Both Lucys were showing off strips of pale torso and underboob, whereas their fishnets were littered with holes, exposing tender thighs.


Even worn and torn, the fighters still looked identical, however. Lily’s Lucy had a hole in her fishnets on her right thigh, whereas Lola’s Lucy had a hole in her fishnets on her left thigh. This is because the outfit degradation was tied to the rapidly dropping health bars, the health bars that seemed set on moving in lockstep.


Following their inputs, the Lucys lashed out with cruel kicks, their feet colliding between them! Their simultaneous attacks were followed by two streams of cum shooting out from their opposed crotches, as both fighters had just hit 30% health!


““Urgh…!”” The duo groaned as their characters climaxed.


“They’re so useless, cumming just from that!” Lily spat as she leaned forward towards the TV, her fingers dancing across the controller.


“You’re telling me,” Lola huffed in response, matching Lily’s anxious posture. “If we were in the game, or even doing this in real life, there’s no way we’d be in such a state!”


““Shit…!”” They cursed, as the Lucys hit 20%! ““These stupid sluts! I bet they don’t even want to win!””


Despite blaming their virtual characters for their own poor performance, the bratty brunettes still weren't done shirking their responsibility.


““You were watching my controller! You cheater!”” The pair accused in unison, before slamming themselves together in frustration. A move that caused their controllers to clatter to the floor as a wet slap echoed around the room.


““STOP IT!”” They yelled angrily, equally red in the face. Both jumped to their feet, hands on hips, as their eyes locked together in a baleful staredown.


“If sitting side-by-side is too much of a temptation for you, then let’s change it up!” Lola yelled furiously.


“Let’s do it then!” Lily bellowed back.


The duo slammed themselves back onto their cushions, but this time facing each other, rather than the TV screen.


““Look what you’re making me do, you dirty cheater!”” The two brunettes blamed as they spread their legs. With the thigh-high cover legs out the way, the pair then scooted closer together. Left legs passed over right legs as the ‘twin’ girls crossed their legs around the other’s waist.


Thighs were ground together, sending an electrifying tingling sensation across the four limbs, as each girl locked her feet under the other’s ass. They then picked up their controllers and held them behind their opponent’s back, keeping them out of sight. This meant the two had to lean forward, causing their faces to squash into each other.


The tips of their noses bending against each other, each girl had a direct line of sight into the other’s brown eyes.


““Look what I have to do to stop you cheating…”” Lily and Lola purred in unison, their voices now soft, suddenly devoid of the previous anger.


““Having to sit like this…so gross…”” Lola and Lily whispered, both tightening their legs as they did so. This caused twin squeals to escape their dangerously close mouths, as the pair of twintailed brunettes felt their legs rub against one another.


Lily was still wearing Lola’s thigh-high socks, which had left her feeling incredibly sensitive to the other girl.



Likewise...


Lola was still wearing Lily’s thigh-high socks, which had left her feeling incredibly vulnerable to the other girl.


The thought of their legs being soaked in their rival’s scent and sweat was a stimulus that wouldn’t leave their hyper-sensitive bodies alone.


Another fact that was driving them insane, was how close their drenched cunts now were. Their mini-skirts naturally offered no protection, instead, allowing both girls easy access to their rival’s crotch.


The only thing ‘protecting’ Lola’s cunt from Lily’s... was the other girl’s panties!


And the only thing ‘protecting’ Lily’s cunt from Lola’s... was the other girl’s panties!


Their identical slits, now just inches apart in their new sitting position, were blasting one another with hot air and sex-craving pheromones!


““Haaa…”” They moaned, both almost cumming just from how close their pussies were. Neither girl could stop thinking about how close they were, about how they had exploded into a shared climax just by swapping panties…


““I can tell you want to lock lips with me…”” The pair of identical girls whispered, ““Are you gonna try and cheat? Slam your slutty little cunt into mine mid-fight to catch me off-guard?””


““That’s why you wanted to sit like this, isn’t it?””


Lily and Lola shot taunting looks at one another, their brown eyes arched into arrogant crescents and dripping with condescension.


““All it took to make you cum last time was swapping wet panties, yet you think you can last even one-second pressing pussies with me?”” Despite their haughty words that were packed full of self-confidence, the steam evaporating from their burning cunts told a different story.


A story of blazing desire that neither girls’ barely recovered mental defenses would let them admit.


Whilst Lola and Lily were spreading their legs for one another, in the world of FuckFight69, the sweat-stained Lucys had been left neglected. The in-game combatants had collapsed to the ground following their latest simultaneous strike, the pair of mirror-matched bunny girls tangled together in a convulsing knot.


As they were so tightly intertwined, no one would be able to tell which of the four legs, covered in torn and tattered fishnets, belonged to which Lucy, though it could be seen that all four legs were twitching in unison. Every few seconds, twin streams of steaming squirt would spray out of the small gap between the girls’ squashed ass cheeks, the bunny-girl duo caught in a never-ending cycle of mutual climaxes. Tragically for the characters, they required a player’s input before they could return to their feet.


The Lucys, now at 20% HP, had no choice but to lie entangled until their players stopped teasing and taunting one another. They would have to endure a while longer, as Lola and Lily had started claiming that the other was a ‘quick-shot pervert’ who wouldn’t last ‘even a second’ against her ‘superior pussy’.


Lily boasted about how her pussy would suck Lola’s slit inside out, and Lola bragged about how her pussy would swallow Lily’s tiny twat whole.


If the girls had thought they could win this battle legitimately, there should have been no need to argue about whose pussy was better. After all, they had already anticipated that their rival may cheat, and there would be no punishment if one of them won the match!


Despite this, neither girl could stop talking about it, each taunting her perfect copy relentlessly.


““Haa…Haa…I’m gonna fuck so you hard…”” They moaned into each other’s throat before mischievous lights flickered in their brown eyes, ““I meant in the game… obviously! Did I... get your hopes up?❤””


This was then followed by two groans of frustration as their pussies throbbed in unison.


““Let’s finish this…!”” The pair cried out, as the Lucys were finally prompted back to their feet as the game started anew!


Instantly, the two Lucys were trapped in another cycle of simultaneous strikes. Their attacks would cancel each other out and rebound in various ways, the identical duo always ended up squished together. Both girls would slip mid-kick and end up pressed pussy-to-pussy as their legs did the splits. After a few orgasms, they would then climb back to their feet as Lily and Lola mashed their controllers, only to then splat together in an ecstasy-enduring bear hug.


15%...


10%...


5%...


Neither Lola nor Lily noticed that their cunts were slowly inching closer and closer, both girls subconsciously tightening their leglock around their opponent’s waist!


4%...


3%...


2%...


1%...


Both brunettes filled their anxiety and tension, they squeezed their legs together, without realizing that their pussies would finally meet!


““YOU?!-❤ CHEATERRRRRR!!!---❤❤❤”” The pair screamed, turning their squashed faces inwards so that their noses and lips squished together as they felt a pair of wet lower lips connect with their own.


Lily’s slit, its seductive shape clearly visible through Lola’s panties, was pressed into Lola’s with a wet splat.


Lola’s twat, its alluring lines clearly visible through Lily’s panties, was pushed into Lily’s with a sticky slap.


The moment their lower mouths met; the pair shook as though struck by lightning. Both girls broke down in spasms, their eyes going white as their heads were knocked back in panicked pleasure. A single stream of fused girl-cum shot out of the kissing cunts, spraying directly upward and soaking their twin faces, each a mirror of the other’s pleasure.


It was an instant and extreme reaction, though not one without cause.


Each girls’ crotch had been essentially slow-boiled in their rival’s cum since their panty-swap, during which they had then dowsed the matching panties in a second shot of sticky vagina discharge. The panties had then been subjected to a slow stream of leakage from the duo as they bickered and teased one another, the constant exchanging of taunts serving to keep the duo sexually stimulated.


Then, after a mixture of misplaced pride and burning desire lead to the duo feigning anger and spreading their legs for one another in their new sitting position, their mutual entrapment had been completed.


Lily’s pussy, having already been exposed to Lola’s pheromone-soaked panties, was extremely sensitive to the dense smell of desire flowing from Lola’s twat… Just as Lola’s pussy, having already been exposed to Lily’s pheromone-drenched panties, was hyper-sensitive to the heavy smell of lust flowing from Lily’s cunt...


The two aching crotches were gradually pulled together as if by magnetic attraction, each spitting and throbbing as they moved closer and closer until they finally collided.


As for the duo accusing each other of cheating... They decided to sway panties and then sit only inches apart, their pussies completely exposed. They could only say they were asking for it...


““WE CAME TOGETHER AGAINNN!❤❤❤”” The pair screamed at the ceiling, their faces contorted with wild pleasure.


““I HATE THISSS!❤ WE CAN’T WINNN!!❤❤ ALL WE CAN DO IS LOSEEE!!!❤❤❤””


The pair wailed in blissful ecstasy as the words ‘Double KO!’ rang out from the TV speakers.


Controllers clattered to the ground as Lola and Lily grabbed their rival by the twintails and yanked them. This caused their faces to smash together in a violent, wet kiss as tongues intertwined like dueling snakes.


““MMMMNNN!!!❤❤❤””


The duo twitched and thrashed against the other as both pairs of lips swapped spit causing tide after tide of pleasure to rush over them.


Finally, the pair pulled their upper lips apart with a wet pop, so that they could turn to see the FF69 results screen.


As forewarned by the announcer, the DKO animation was playing. This was no surprise to either girl, their inability to beat one another being something they bemoaned even as their minds were being smashed apart by pleasure. What surprised them was another fact!


It had immediately become clear to both Lily and Lola, that FuckFight69s DKO animation didn’t only depend on what arena the players were competing in, but also on what outfits the characters were wearing…


This was because an animation they had never seen before was playing!


The two bunny-girl Lucys were living up to their namesake, and mating like rabbits! Four feet were pressed together as the duo cooperated to spread their fishnet-covered legs apart. To prevent themselves from rolling backward, the Lucys had grabbed onto each other’s forearms in a mutual hold, which they were then used to slam their crotches together.


Just like two bunnies trying to breed, the duo were crashing cunts as fast they could, both girls delirious with the desire to implant their genes in the other.


Lily and Lola, who had experienced the strongest orgasms of their lives, just from swapping panties and lightly touching pussies, couldn’t help but gulp as they looked at the violently fucking Lucys.


They had agreed on their punishment though, and whilst they weren’t dressed in bunny-girl bodysuits, they had to do it!


“I said I’m gonna fuck you hard during our punishment, you feeling scared now?” Lola hissed as she untangled her legs from around Lily’s waist.


“You’re the one who should be feeling scared,” Lily spat back, “If you’d just let me beat you, I would have been gentler with you!”


““Maybe if you beg me, I’d be willing to go easy on you…?””


“Hmph!”


“Hmph!”


Neither girl was backing down, though for what reason neither would ever admit, and so they began to get themselves into the punishment position.


The pair leaned back, placing their arms on the floor for support. They then lifted their legs up and placed their feet together.


““Aaahhh!?❤”” They gasped in unison as the soles of their sweat-soaked socks pressed together.


It was undeniable that Lola and Lily had a fixation on the other’s sweat and scent, leading to them frequently remarking on the other's smell and calling them gross. At this moment though, it became obvious that their mutual fixation was working to their detriment. Both girls were hyper-focused and hyper-sensitive to the fact that their thigh-high socks were rubbing together, and each was convinced they could smell their sweat and scents mixing together into a fragrant blend.


““Fuuuuck-❤””


““So grosss…!❤❤❤””


“We look the same…!❤ We dress the same…!❤ And now… our pussies and feet smell the same…!❤❤❤””


““We’re going to be like those two Lucys!❤ Completely...❤ the...❤ same...!❤””


Lily and Lola gripped onto one another’s forearms and began their rapid pussy-to-pussy pumping. Nails dug into tender flesh as the duo ruthlessly fucked each other, each girl ignoring the other’s screams of panicked pleasure as they made good on their promise to bully each other.


It was a contradictory scene, and any onlooker would have been utterly confused.


Two girls, completely identical from head to toe, were gripping onto each other like their lives depended on it, and smashing their wet slits together. Both were bright red, and their mouths hung wide open, causing screams and saliva to spill out helplessly. They were having sex more passionately than most lovers, but despite this, the slurred words that escaped their throats were attempting to tell a different story.


““SO... GROSS...!❤ I DON’T WANT TO MATE WITH YOUUUU!❤””


““STOP... FUCKING... MEEEE!!❤””


““I…!❤ HATEE…!❤ YOUUUU..!!!❤❤❤””


It looked like a scene of mutual rape, the way the pair screamed as though they were being molested, yet both refused to let go.


The ‘harsh’ words that dripped with pleasure and the desperate desire for more didn’t hide the endless torrents of cum-exploding out of their constantly colliding cunts, however. Surge after surge of boiling, bubbling girl-cum sloshed out and across the ‘twins’, coating them entirely in their sticky ejaculate.


After only a few minutes of this frantic fucking, the pair slipped apart. Their arms and abs were too weak to maintain their pussy pumping, and their socked-covered legs too slick with sweat to remain held together. Lily and Lola had never been as toned as their elder sisters, though in this instance, their prior laziness allowed them to retreat before they slit-smashed each other’s sanity into pieces.


Whilst the Lucys on-screen continued to mate with never-ending stamina, their mutual punishment in the real world had already ended, neither girl able to persist any longer.


When they recovered enough to sit back up, both brunettes, still feeling a pounding in their crotches, said only two words:


“Next match!”


The second match took place in the hotel room arena once again, though this time the Lucys were dressed in matching cat-girl costumes.


The pair of willful and spoiled girls spent the match distracting one another, rubbing their feet all over the other girl. Despite the pair doing the exact same, they accused one another of cheating the entire way through, both 'furious' at the other's lack of sportsmanship whilst feeling no shame over their own behavior. Regardless of the foul play, however, the match still ended in mutual defeat, with neither Lucy remaining standing.


The pair shuddered as they watched the two cat-girl Lucy suffer in their DKO animation. The Lucys were lying on their backs and stepping on each other’s face. Each girl ground her foot into their identical clone’s face, rubbing her cheeks, squashing her nose, and shoving toes into her mouth.


““This…is gonna be so gross❤”” The duo complained whilst inwardly cursing the other as a pervert for their lewd smile, unaware that they shared the same grin.


Throughout the mutual debasement, the pair cursed, groaned, and 'retched' as the other’s feet molested their face… Yet despite their grumbling, each girl experienced two hands-free orgasms during the three-minute-long punishment.


“Aaah…Haaa…❤ Again…!” They moaned in unison, before starting the next match.


The third match was played on the same map, and with the same cat-girl outfits.


It also ended in the same result- DKO.


The animation played on screen, deciding the next punishment Lily and Lola would have to perform on one another.


It showed the cat-girl Lucys crawling up to each other on all-fours, purring and nuzzling up against their mirror image. They brushed passed each other, and just when it looked as if they were going to crawl in different directions, the debasement began. Sticking out their small pink tongues, the cat-girl Lucys started to lick one another. Fully immersed in their roles as cats, they licked from toes to cunt, from ass to armpit, ‘cleaning’ the other with great dedication.


Lily and Lola were dumbstruck at the sight, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.


““No…way…❤”” The brunettes gasped, as though trying to sound horrified, but the simultaneous twitch of their hips gave them away.


They exchanged hot glares as they peeled off their sweat-soaked clothes, the matching outfits being dumped into a singular pile on the floor. Then they got down on all fours and began crawling toward one another.


""Meowww!❤"" The pair whispered, their voices seductive.


They brushed past one another in imitation of the Lucys, shoulders skimming together, then breasts, then their soft hips. Ass cheeks rubbed as they reached their destinations, then the duo gently lowered themselves to the floor, their faces next to the other's feet.


Brown eyes locked together, both pairs of eyes filled with a mix of emotions. Both stayed true to their roles, however, and after one last 'meow', they began cleaning each other.


Lily sucked on Lola’s toes as Lola sucked on Lily’s toes. The cleaning was practically zealous, each girl going beyond just licking, and instead taking the other's toes into her mouth.


Lola’s tongue teased Lily’s inner thigh as Lily’s tongue teased Lola’s inner thigh, both cat-girls whimpering softly yet not saying a word.


Lily lapped on Lola’s lower lips, Lola lapped on Lily’s lower lips. Their faces were bright red, and their breaths hot.


“MMMMMM---❤❤❤”” The duo moaned, each inwardly reluctant as they pulled their upper lips from their rival's lower lips.


The two continued to paint each other’s bodies with their saliva, neither girl dropping their cat act even once throughout. After lapping the sweat out of their rival’s armpit as though they had never drunk before, the pair ended their mutual ‘grooming’ session with a deep kiss, the pair twisting their tongues together in knots as an explosion of flavor occurred in their sealed mouths.


Neither realized that they had ‘gone off script’, that their mutual punishment should have ended at the shoulders...


““More! More…!❤”” They commanded as the fourth game was loaded.


The penultimate battle was set to take place in a cutesy childhood bedroom-style arena, and the Lucys were wearing their default costume once again.


The pair depleted their respective health bars faster than ever before as if to demonstrate that the duo had improved their gaming skills… in the completely wrong direction.


Lily and Lucy soon had their previously unspoken wish granted, as the end screen showed the Lucys happily 69ing, each fighter having been conquered by her mirror image.


Lola and Lily lay on their sides, wrapped their arms around the other’s soft ass cheeks, and then buried their faces in their rival’s snatch. They locked their sticky legs around their ‘twin's’ head, keeping them in place.


This mutual hold would turn out to be unnecessary as despite the waves of cum blasting up their noses and down their throats, neither girl attempted to pull away, instead taking the initiative to tighten their grip around the other’s soft and springy ass.


Muffled moans echoed out of soaked slits as clits were chewed on, labias were licked, and cunt canals tongue-fucked.


It was the first time the deadlocked duo had pleasured each other with such 'delicate' precision. Their tongues struck with merciless accuracy, each able to intuitively strike their rival’s weak points. Their skill at pleasuring the other, their weakness to the other’s touch as well as their mutual thrill at this perverse situation resulted in countless orgasms erupting within them. The climaxing chaining and building off one another to the extent that their entire 69 descended into a single shared surge of mind-melting ecstasy.


Only minutes later, though it felt like an eternity for the pair, they flopped apart, four pairs of lips connected by threads of saliva and cum as they breathed heavily, utterly intoxicated with pleasure.


The final match commenced in the master bedroom of the mansion arena, though this match was restricted to the bedroom alone, unlike the early match which shifted from room to room.


The Lucys were wearing white maid outfits uncomplete with black pantyhose, both as spunky and confident as ever. After all, the Lucys would return to full health at the beginning of each match, an advantage that Lily and Lola didn’t share.


““Ready to lose?”” The Lucys taunted, each brimming with vigor and liveliness.


The Lucys, dressed in their matching maid outfits, didn’t know how the match would end.


They didn't remember the results of the last 14 matches.


But Lily and Lola did.


Lucy and Lucy quickly beat each other down to 50% health, which wiped the cocky smiles off their faces. Their faces were now serious and covered in a thin layer of sweat. The bodies shook slightly, and their maid costumes sported identical rips and tears.


When Lucy and Lucy hit 30% health, their faces lost their sternest, becoming covered in a red flush. Each hit the duo landed resulted in them squirting all over the bedroom floor, an almost comical result considering how certain they had been of victory only moments before.


When the Lucys kicked each other down to 20% health, their situation became even more perverse. It was as though they had forgotten how to fight, with every attempted attack doing nothing but deepen their mutual humiliation.


Their kicks missed, causing them to slap together cunt-to-cunt. Lucy exploded into a climax, shooting out a thick squirt of cum into Lucy’s face, only to be hit in the face by a shot of cum from Lucy simultaneously. After collapsing into a pile on the floor, neither Lucy was allowed to rest, as both jumped to their feet instantly.


They lashed out with cartwheel kicks, only to smack together in an ass-to-ass collision. The Lucys fell to the floor, both maids on their hands and knees, their asses practically screwed together. One shot of fused cum shot down onto the floor beneath them, whilst another sprayed into the air, nearly reaching the ceiling.


Lucy was kicked in the face by Lucy, just as she was kicked in the face by Lucy, causing the scent of two stuffy pantyhose to be imprinted on their rival's lungs. Both fighters fell to the ground in a stunned daze.


Lucy tripped over Lucy’s feet and Lucy tripped over Lucy's feet, causing the Lucys to splat together face first. Lips lipped smashed together as the pair deepthroated one another's tongue.


Lucy’s tits smashed into Lucy’s, and Lucy's tits smashed into Lucy's, following two missed slaps. The collision disintegrated their white bras and resulted in their milky orbs squashing together. When the obviously pleasured maids tried to pull apart, they found their nipples had penetrated each other. All that was visible were two red rods connecting four perky tits, the dividing line seemingly non-existent.


Again and again, the fighters would rise to their feet, forced to continue the fight against their perfect copy, only to collapse in a pathetic heap.


The Lucys... controlled by Lily and Lola, would never understand that their 'controllers' had subconsciously ‘betrayed’ them.


Lily and Lola hadn't thought of winning for a long time now.


Both girls had tasted the sweet pleasure of mutual humiliation and the perverse liberation of getting to satisfy their deepest, most secretive desires... Desire neither was aware they even had.


And whilst neither would admit it, they were desperate for the next double knockout.


How could they not be? The second the announcer’s words rang out, they could perform the next mutual punishment to humiliate each other, and themselves, instantly ascending to the highest height of pleasure.


With this in mind, they were tacitly cooperating, as if by an unspoken agreement, to smash the Lucys down to 0% with a rapid-speed series of simultaneous strikes. Even when they were trying to win, the Lucys couldn't avoid the DKO... much less when Lola and Lily were secretly trying to draw.


““I couldn’t win…After all…”” The two Lucys muttered sadly as their health bars hit zero.


The simultaneous strike that pushed the pair over the edge? The two maids collided in the middle of a flying scissor kick, their cunts crushing together with a wet slap.


The game quickly transitioned to the results screen, the words ‘Double K.O.’ written in bold at the top.


Lily and Lola leaned forward, hyper-focused as they waited for the following animation to play.


It soon started, the short clip beginning with a split-screen shot of the maid-outfit Lucys. Lily’s Lucy on the left side of the screen, and Lola’s Lucy on the right side. Both looked incredibly solemn, devoid of the character's usual cheekiness.


““A maid belongs to their master in body and soul…❤”” The Lucys said in unison, the two voice lines overlapping.


The words instantly told the eagerly waiting players that this was a maid-outfit exclusive ending. On a more technical side, the split-screen format hinted that this was only half of the animation. There was likely a second half, that would have played if one of the Lucys had won the battle. As it was a double knockout, the game simply played the losing animation for both characters.


The Lucys then knelt down and looked up at Lily and Lucy submissively.


““All my holes exist for you to use…❤”” The duo whispered, ““You can fill them however you please…❤””


They then opened their mouths wide, showing off flawless teeth as they stretched out wet tongues.


““Haaa… No fucking wayyy…!❤”” Lily and Lola moaned in anticipation. “Are they really gonna…?❤””


““Oh my god, they are!❤”” They then cried out as they watched the two Lucys, each on their own half of the screen, bury their head between the other’s legs. Both Lucys carefully aligned their mouths with the other’s urethra, before…!


““Oh fuckkkkk…!❤❤❤”” The lookalikes cried out as they watched their characters degrade themselves like never before.


“This is so gross!❤” Lily spat at Lola, as she lowered her head between the other’s legs.


“So gross!❤” Lola hissed back as she did the same. “This is all your fault!❤”


“It’s your fault!❤”


“Your fault!❤”


“”I can’t believe we have to drink each other’s-MMPHHH!❤”” Both began to whinge before a pair of legs crushed their faces into await cunts.


“”HNNNGGGG---!!!!❤❤❤”” The identical girls screamed before they were drowned out by a flood of liquid pouring down their throats.


The extreme mutual humiliation caused an eruption of pleasure to explode within the pair of perfectly matched, perfectly compatible girls. An eruption that caused legs to squeeze even tighter as their airways were filled with a mix of various cunt juices.


As unintelligible moans echoed around the room, the twin brunettes lapsed into unconsciousness.


DKO.


***


Aria Allen and Abby Edwards would soon make good on their words to come and check up on their daughters, only to be instantly infuriated when they saw how Lily and Lola had ‘settled it’…

[Kimjunilu]

As usuall this is a great story and i will be waiting for more and more...thanks alot , you are one of the most talnted writers .

[Spear]

absolutly greatstory. I love how ridiculously over the top the situations and the identically of the girls is.
I have no idea where all of this will lead to (apart from sexfighting, obviously)
Keep up the great work, Thanks a lot

[Lotus9]

Thank you for the kind comments, I am glad this story is being enjoyed! Sorry, to those who read on here, for not uploading the rest in any sort of reasonable time frame! For it to read well on Hboard, I need to go through each part and add a second space between each line, which is a pain to do it!


Chapter 3: MILF on MILF


Rewinding the clock to earlier that evening…


Aria Allen, the mother of Bella and Lola, and Abby Edwards, the mother of Bailey and Lily, stood alone in the large, shared dining room of their unusual, fused houses.


To an outside eye, this pair of mid-forties women would appear a contradictory mix of strong and soft.


They had smooth, curvy bodies, that, whilst still meticulously groomed and cared for, hadn’t been to the gym in some time. Their soft stomachs, for example, possessed a layer of slight fat that their daughters didn’t.


Their hips were wide but no longer as striking as they had once been.


Their legs were smooth but no longer as muscular as they had been in their twenties.


Whilst neither Abby nor Aria possessed crow’s feet around their emerald green eyes, it couldn't be said that either had managed to hold onto the vigor of their youth.


Yet, when the two families attended social gatherings together, it was not the proud and straight-standing beauties, Bella and Bailey, who monopolized the attentions of the crowds, and it certainly wasn’t the cheeky and cheery Lola and Lily, who given their personalities had likely been left at home.


It was Aria and Abby, who drew the eyes.


The buxom beauties oozed with a sensual, mature charm.


A charm that would only be found in women whose soul-stirring beauty had persevered through an arduous climb of society’s ladder as well as the ordeal of childbirth. Their poised appearance polished through countless meetings with investors would never crumble. Their delicate backs possessed an often-unnoticed strength and concealed pride.


Their eldest daughters were blades that knew not how to conceal their edge and their youngest daughters were iron not yet forged.


Abby and Aria were soft and sensual, yes, but beneath their gentle eyes and seductive curves, stood women devoted to their ambitions, ambitions that were only given a voice when they were alone…


“The Allens will be nothing but fucktoys for us when the night is over!”


“The Edwards will be nothing but fucktoys for us when the night is over!”


Abby Edwards and Aria Allen cried out with determined voices, each beauty declaring the beginning of the end of their decades-long battle between women. Following this, they grabbed hold of the other’s meaty hips and slammed their crotches together in a furious and defiant mutual assault.


All it took was a single slam for the duo to explode in ecstasy. Their heels were flying as legs coiled together, immediately drenched by the fused cum spilling out of their hot cunts.


*


It was not that either woman was overly easy-to-please, or that they had been on the edge of climax and only needed a single push to reach it. This was simply the reality the duo had gradually adjusted to over the last two and half decades.


They had been fighting since their youth, and neither had ever managed to one-up the other. This didn’t change when their fights became sexfights. The two would pinch, squeeze, slap, and slam one another within the tight confines of their college dorm but would always climax in unison despite their best efforts to triumph over the other.


But it was as though each woman was born to be the other’s bane. Abby got faster and faster at forcing Aria to climax, just as Aria got faster and faster at forcing Abby to climax, and yet, whilst their minds continued to plot and scheme for victory, their fuckfighting had an unexpected result.


Just as their minds grew more adept at concocting schemes of sexual torment, their identical bodies grew more and more sensitive to the other’s touch, reaching a new high of sexual compatibility, much to their mutual frustration.


If it once took a few dozen hip slams for Aria to make Abby climax, an already incredible achievement, it now only took half a dozen. This would have been something for Aria to be proud of, only her sensual physique had become just as susceptible to Abby’s touch, as Abby had become to hers.


Without either woman’s consent, their sexual compatibility had reached unfathomable heights.


This new compatibility sent the number of shared orgasms they would experience skyrocketing, and eventually, after a few years of relentless bedroom warfare and one particularly filthy week-long, closed-doors fuck, the duo was forced to recognize…


That they would just fuck each other to death if it continued, with neither managing to beat the other even once.


A few twists of fate later, the duo was forced to recognize that they would never escape one another, yet neither could they conquer one another. Hence, a new plan was decided on…


A ‘passing of the buck’ from eventual mother to still unconceived daughter…


Sometime later, they gave birth.


Same day, same time, same room.


Both women lacked a partner to support them, the only thing holding them together was the thought of their children, as well as the agony on the face of their most troublesome rival.


Twin roars echoed out across the room, and soon, the roars were replaced by the synchronous wailing of two newborns.


Even a race to give birth ended in a draw.


*


Bailey and Bella got along. A fact that caused their stomachs to churn.


Hence, a few months after their daughters (shared) fourth birthday party, their little sisters were welcomed into the world.


*


As Lily and Lola grew up, it became obvious that they also got along. A reality that practically drove them insane.


They couldn’t stand one another yet had to watch the four daughters grow up as best friends!


*


That said, Abby and Aria had never inferred with their daughters’ relationships, nor had they ever treated their daughters’ ‘twin’ poorly, despite their personal enmity.


14 years later though, it all came tumbling down for their inseparable daughters.


And a following four years later, the mutual grievances had reached a fever pitch, so they poured some salt in the daughters’ wounds, and let them leave, to settle this family feud however they saw fit.


***


Snapping back to the present, Abby and Aria convulsed helplessly against one another, their identical bodies experiencing identical tremors as a single orgasm ravaged the two women.


Both had worn black dresses as if attending the other’s funeral, a gesture that seemed laced with irony as the pair succumbed to a mutually inflicted orgasm.


“Ariaaa…!” Abby groaned in frustration, feeling her rival’s legs clenched around her own, as cum continued to leak out of her cunt.


“Abbyyy…!” Aria grunted in annoyance, feeling cum run down her pinched legs before fusing with her rival’s sticky ejaculate.


“I could never subdue you-” Abby spat into Aria’s mouth


“I could never make you submit-“ Aria hissed in Abby’s mouth.


““-But my daughters will destroy your daughters, and then you’ll have no choice but to admit... that you’re the inferior woman...!”” The pair whispered, their identical words colliding between their plump lips.


They had repeated these words to one another countless times throughout the years.


Whilst breastfeeding, at their daughters’ birthday parties, in secrecy at parent-teacher conferences, during breaks at work, during quiet moments alone at home… But now it was happening- the critical moment had arrived.


The furious stomps and petty squabbles of their youngest daughters had grown faint.


Aria did not doubt that her Allen girls were busy fucking the Edwards girls senseless.


Abby did not doubt that her Edwards girls were now fucking the shit out of the Allen girls.


And on the backs of those beliefs, for the first time in years, a faint sense of competitive desire bubbled within the pair’s cunts…


Untangling their cum-splattered legs, the blonde battlers reached around the back of their arch-rival, their outstretched claws landing on thick, heavy assmeat. Sensitive tits that had never lost the weight gained in pregnancy were crushed together by their mutual holds, causing a second minor orgasm to reverberate across their bodies.


““Haaa…”” They panted in unison, both knew they would move in unison, but it didn’t make them immune to the consequences.


Dense asscheeks were spread apart with a sticky splat as the women locked eyes. Each shuddered, aware that this would be their last ever confrontation.


The middle fingers on their left hands began to tease eagerly awaiting assholes, whilst their right hands continued downward to their leaking slits.


“After tonight, you will lose everything!” Aria said. “You will never be able to hold your head high in front of your daughters, as they will know what a slutty bitch you really are!”


“Ha! You’ll never speak to me like that ever again after tonight,” Abby replied, “Not only will you be nothing but a bitch in heat, your daughters will follow you to the fucking whorehouse!”


“Tomorrow morning, the Allen family will have three new sex slaves! You and your daughter will keep your legs spread and your cunts always wet, ready to be fucked by us!”


“These are your family’s last hours as humans, your last hours walking on two feet! From tomorrow, the Edwards family will have three new pets! You’ll crawl on all fours, constantly in heat and begging for the cunt of superior women!”


They had said everything that needed to be said a thousand times over across the many years, yet neither woman could resist exchanging taunts one last time


Such degenerate thoughts and words would never have occurred to them years ago when their daughters were young. But now Bella and Bailey, and Lily and Lola were fully grown women, with perky tits and tight asses. Looking at them was like looking at their younger selves, and their younger rivals. And in truth, the daughters represented the different parts of their mothers perfectly.


Aria could see Abby in Bailey and Lily.


Abby could see Aria in Bella and Lola.


The women twitched in unison, both receiving jolts of sick pleasure at their back and forth. They knew that every twisted fantasy they possessed, the other possessed too.


In an instant, four holes were ruthlessly penetrated, neither Abby nor Aria showing their enemy any gentleness.


““HYYGGHH..!❤”” They squealed in shared pleasure. They had long since trained one another to climax at penetration, and their assholes were naturally not spared from this meticulousness. Anal walls clamped down on middle fingers, practically grinding their bones to dust, whilst their hot and sticky vaginal canals sucked on the three inserted fingers like a straw.


“HNNGGG…!❤ Aria…!!❤”


“FAHHHH…!❤ Abby…!!❤”


The pair groaned out in synchrony, both women forced onto their tiptoes by the other’s ecstasy-inducing fingers.


Tight, wet holes were stirred relentlessly, with neither woman capable of hiding the sounds of heavy arousal escaping her fuckholes. The pleasure spread across them, submerging them like waves of warm water. The pleasure then flowed into the crushed chests, pumping through the four compressed breasts before coalescing at their engorged nipples, which were being ground together no different from the rest of their chests.


“Haaa… You’re going to start… leaking again…❤” Aria moaned, having felt the throbbing in her rival’s chest.


“Phaaa…I can feel your tits… swelling up too…❤” Abby groaned back, feeling Aria’s tits pounding in synchrony to her own.


“Come on then…” Aria spat through gritted teeth, “Let's lock up…!”


“Let’s do it..!” Abby agreed.


The pair pulled their fingers out of their rival’s fuckholes, before savagely ripping their foe’s tits out of the black dress.


Four soft white tits tumbled into the space between them. Their areolas were red and swollen, their nipples thicker than thumbs. Each woman’s overflowing breasts seemed capable of breastfeeding, despite their youngest being 18 years old!


““You and your fucking cow tits…!❤”” They groaned in unison at the tantalizing sight of their rival’s gigantic chest.


““Come on!❤”” The blondes cried out, suddenly wrapping their arms around the other’s neck and pulling them in for a hug.


This brought their now exposed tits into electrifying contact, and their nipples, belonging to women that had fought and trained one another for over two decades, needed no purposeful alignment.


““GAH!❤”” They screamed in synchrony as their nipples penetrated one another, Aria’s red daggers pierced Abby’s trembling milkbags just as Abby’s thick blades stabbed into Aria’s milkducts.


This was not an exaggeration, but a reality of the hyper-compatibility and years of fuckfighting. Even before their pregnancies, their nipples would often become stuck together during the throes of pleasure, and this only became more frequent after they began to lactate.


In fact, their lactation opened the door to a whole new way of sexfighting…


““GGHHRHH…!!!❤”” Guttural groans escaped their lips as their necks lost the strength to support their heads. Chins hit shoulders as the tit-on-tit contact grew even deeper.


Within the dense mesh of titflesh, Abby’s nipples, painfully erect, had pushed into Aria’s no less erect pair. The nipples had then ‘spread’ one another open, their tight milkducts pressing together in tight ‘kisses’.


Way back when, the duo had found this mutual clamp as intoxicating as it was humiliating, but now they knew this was only the start!


In tandem, the hot pleasure that had been building within each pair of tits surged out!


It was not just pleasure, but hot, bubbling breast milk!


Aria’s breast milk, contained within her heavy tits poured down her milkducts, just as Abby’s breast milk, contained within her buxom breasts flooded through her titflesh!


Were it any other pair of women, or any other position, this would have been the end of it. Yet the incredulous compatibility between women had led to their nipples locking together to form a singular throbbing nipple!


The milk had no escape, and four streams of sweet tit-ejaculate collided within the newly fused nipples!


““AHHHHHHH!!!❤❤❤””


The pair had been tormented by their identicality, and their inability to decide a victor for years, and in a strange sense, their milk seemed to share this frustration! Aria’s milk blasted against Abby’s and Abby’s surged against Aria’s.


Each woman’s stream of breastmilk had once been used to rear two infants, yet now they had become weapons of war, power jets of unrelenting feminine power!


Whilst their milksacks waged war, their once determined faces had been melted by the pleasure, their green eyes out of focus and tongues hanging loose.


Both had been carried away by their competitive spirit, and thrown themselves into a game they knew would have no winners!


Not long after the ‘fusion’ between breasts, just when the pair were beginning to pull themselves together, the stalemate between the twin streams was broken!


Aria’s breastmilk didn’t smash through Abby’s.


Abby’s breastmilk didn’t cut through Aria’s.


In a bizarre and twisted act of cooperation, each jet of milk simply directed its power on the left side, which resulted in Aria’s stream blasting down the right side of Abby’s milkducts, just as Abby’s stream shot down the right side of Aria’s milkducts!


““MMMMNNNNNHHH!!!❤❤❤”” The pair screamed helplessly as their tits were pumped full of the enemy’s milk. Dense titflesh rolled and squashed together as though making a yin-yang sign, as each woman desperately tried to seize the advantage in vain.


Abby’s chest was bloated with Aria’s sticky milk and Aria’s chest was inflated with Abby’s bubbling broth.


Each felt utterly violated by the other, yet neither could resist the pleasure. They pulled their chin off their rival’s shoulder and looked at one another. Each just had to see the hilarious 'fucked silly' look on the other's face, even if it meant having to show their own shameful appearance in return. Such things didn’t mean much to them anymore, how could they, after hundreds of thousands of shameful mutual climaxes?


They had done far more embarrassing things together over the years, showing off a runny nose and drool-covered mouth wasn’t much.


““Ha, so embarrassing,”” They taunted, before dragging their tongues together in a spontaneous kiss.


Perky tits pulsed with pleasure and breastmilk as they loosened their tight grips. Faces separated and legs untangled, but nipples remained glued together as the two pulled apart.


“I’m sure Bailey is done bending Bella over backward at this point,” Abby taunted.


Of her two daughters, Bailey was the most straightforward, proud, and confident. The first-born daughter resembled her mother when she stood before her shareholders at the company, her firm shoulders and strong gaze fuelled by unshakable self-belief. Unlike her youngest daughter, whose true thoughts were concealed by childish petulance, Bailey was easier for her to read, and easier to put her faith into.


“Ha, what a joke,” Aria laughed condescendingly. The Allen Matriarch had no less faith in Bella and mirrored Abby in believing her eldest daughter was more predictable and steadfast than her youngest.


“You don’t believe me?” Abby questioned, “Let’s go and see then.”


“I’m more than happy to,” Aria snapped back, “Don’t be shocked to see your precious little Bailey laid out flat though.”


“Hmph!”


“Hmph!”


Having said all that needed to be said, the two began making their way to Bailey’s room, following in the footsteps of their eldest daughters.


Neither woman attempted to pry their nipples apart, and the exchange of smirks and cocked eyebrows revealed that the pair had entered a new sort of competition where the one who takes the initiative to ‘unstick’ their tits loses.


Having to account for their ‘conjoinment’, the pair moved as though ballroom dances, their chests, and torsos stuck together as they strode upstairs in lockstep.


From afar, they may have looked graceful and elegant, yet an up-close view would have revealed a lustful degeneracy neither had ever exposed before a third party. Their black dresses grew increasingly damp as small squirts of cum sprayed out of their cunts, prompted by their milkfight, the rubbing of their stomachs and thighs, as well as the proximity in which the two hyper-sensitive women found themselves. The stench of sex clung to the duo as they waltzed up the stairs, before finally arriving at Bailey’s room.


From within, they could hear faint groans and moans, as well as the wet sounds of two hot bodies colliding. Suddenly, a scream echoed out from under the door!


““I won’t lose…MHNN?!?!❤””


Green eyes locked together in shock, neither mother could mistake the sound of their daughter’s voice, even though it was a pleasure-filled cry the like of which they had never heard before!


““I’m better than…AHHHH!?!?❤❤””


The second scream was practically dripping with lustful ecstasy to the ears of the eavesdropping mothers. Both trembled, each knowing that her daughter was on the ropes! Yet, each woman’s reaction told the other something that hadn’t realized!


Within that scream, were two voices!


Bailey and Bella were screaming out in such perfect synchrony that even the two mothers didn’t notice! It was only by subconsciously observing the other’s reaction, that they realized the truth.


It was little comfort, however, especially when only a few seconds later…


““You’re nothing but my…MMNPHHH!??!!❤❤❤””


This final scream forced the pair into action!


Both Aria and Abby had an immense amount of sexfighting experience, and both knew where this was heading!


Doing the same thing at the same time didn’t necessarily mean that the sexfighters would say the same thing…


But saying the same thing, at the same time, in the final moments of a sexfight was practically a guarantee that they were about to do the same thing!


Even if it were two non-identical women in a situation like this, striking simultaneously was a surefire way to end in a draw, much less with two women so perfectly identical only their immediate family could tell them apart!


Bailey and Bella were seconds away from breaking against one another, and succumbing to a humiliating mutual defeat, an ending neither mother was willing to accept after 22 years of waiting!


So they charged in, still connected via their exposed tits, wanting to break up the fight in some way, only to see a pile of discarded shoes and outfits on the floor, frantically pulled out the wardrobe, but no girls!


““The walk-in wardrobe!”” The mothers gasped in unison, they began marching over as quickly, and as obviously as they could, both secretly hoping that the sound of their footsteps would provide an opportunity for their daughter to exploit.


The tummies tightly pressed together, the pair felt their wombs throb in tandem as both were grasped by nervous anticipation. As if to mimic their wombs, their tits pound, beginning to fill with a second wave of pleasure. The pair exchanged glances as if to warn the other to keep their tits in check.


They swung open the closet door, only to see it was empty of human presence. Clothes were flung all over the floor, with obvious cum spray practically coating the walls of the walk-through walk-in-wardrobes, but no girls.


A few steps in, however, and it was obvious where their daughters were.


Desperately suppressed moans and grunts could be heard from a narrow closet built into the side of the passageway that connected their daughters’ bedrooms.


A thought passed through the mothers’ minds, a memory of how they had fucked each other senseless during a game of ‘7 Minutes in Heaven’ in college, followed by a second memory of how they’d pumped each other full of girl-cum under the desk at the back of a lecture theatre, and then a third memory of a savage, mid-shift hatefuck under a desk at work.


Eyes locked together, their shared thoughts transparent before the other. They could only curse under their breaths as they climaxed slightly. They hurried down the walk-in wardrobe, passing over the dividing line, and onto Bella’s side, before exiting into her room.


““Aaaaahhh…!❤”” They groaned in one voice as they felt their tits begin a second war, their milk streams colliding at the center of their two fused nipples.


Aria wasn’t sure whose milk she was attempting to spray into Abby’s tits. Her milk, Abby’s milk, or a hot blend of both. Abby’s mind had moved in parallel, and suddenly the milk within her swollen tits seemed so much hotter. As these thoughts crossed their minds, the pair inadvertently locked eyes.


The eyes are a window to the soul, and this was especially true for Abby and Aria. Each became instantly aware that the other had the same thought in mind. Wombs spasmed against one another through two layers of stomach fat, like two hearts beating in perfect synchrony. The sheer intimacy of this mutual womb throb then caused the pair to climax again.


This shattered their milk-to-milk stalemate, though in a different way than before. Within the dining room, it was almost a display of tacit coordination, with both streams of bubbling milk making way for the other.


This time, however, it was like a wall that separated two bodies of water disappeared in an instant!


Immediately, the two streams collided, mixing, and churning together into a frothy blend of milk. Two rivers had collided and lost their identities, becoming a new river that combined the two!


This new stream surged into their respective tits, Aria taking half, and Abby taking half. Both let out small shrieks of ecstasy at the pleasure that defied biology. Cumming down onto Bella’s floor was no surprise, as at this point, a single glance or poke would set them off, their hyper-sensitivity somehow spiraling to even further extremes.


Even following this invasive, unstoppable pleasure brought about by their mutually trained bodies, neither was willing to be the first to pull back and instead they strode back into the walk-in wardrobe.


Both had vaguely sensed movement in the room, and Aria and Abby wanted to see the result.


Once again, the corridor was empty, however, with little doubt that their daughters were crammed back in the closet.


They rolled their eyes, each thinking that their firstborn was so tall and curvy that fitting her inside such a tight closet would be tricky, much less squeezing her perfect copy in there too.


They walked in lockstep down the wooden floor, their bare feet stepping in still-warm girl-cum as they did so. The moans coming from the closet had become a near-constant drone, the two voices indistinguishable even to the pair of mothers.


Suddenly, however, the closet door popped open, and two sweat-soaked girls fell out onto the wet floor. They were back-to-back, their legs and feet tangled together. Both were flushed red as though they had just been boiled


Bella and Bailey were wearing lingerie bodysuits that gleefully displayed every curve and sensitive spot on their bodies, whilst only covering their non-essentials, a bold but effective inversion of common decency.


Their identical asses had been crushed together, both mercilessly deformed from their usually proud shape. Their mutual press had been so thorough that even now, free of the closet’s confines, their firm bubble butts seemed incapable of separating, neither girl’s squashed asscheeks able to pull themselves away from the opposing pair. Their large chests were red raw, likely from the closet walls, though both mothers suspected that the pair had first entered the closet face-to-face, as the cherries that adorned their red chests showed signs of being nipple-fucked, something they were naturally keen to.


The thigh-high stockings that wrapped around their long legs seemed to have practically melted together under the heat of their closet compression, the backs of their thighs just as glued together as their asses.


Abby and Aria weren’t even aware of their rapidly pounding wombs, the milk continuing to blend within their chests, or how shell-shocked the pair of them looked.


It was a draw.


They had put all their hopes on their daughter, and it was a draw.


A draw.


No different from how they had ended up a thousand times over.


A humiliating, ridiculous, and embarrassing draw.


A pathetic mutual defeat. A battle with no winners.


But, just when they were about to give up on their eldest daughters, a thought occurred to them.


The pair exchanged a glance filled with defiance and unwillingness, and, ignoring their pounding wombs, lifted their feet. Using their feet, they then gently spread apart their dazed daughters’ asscheeks, revealing sticky trails of sweat and cum, before the dense assmeat had been pulled far enough apart.


Two held breaths were released as relief coursed over the pair of mothers.


Whilst their daughters’ ass battle had ended in tragedy, with assmeat crushed and cunts reduced to a sticky cum-soaked mess… it wasn’t completely over.


Because although the identical cunts were soaked in a viscous girl-cum, with countless bridges connecting them, two thin layers of their slutty bodysuits lay between the sensitive slits.


Bailey and Bella had locked lower lips, but only through two layers of fabric.


It was a minuscule detail… but it was enough for Abby and Aria to cling to their sanity.


Regardless of whether their daughters were simply too caught up in the moment to notice, or they lacked the nerve to take the final step, they didn’t know.


Nor did they care.


Bailey would cunt fight Bella, even if Abby had to make her!


Bella would cunt fight Bailey, even if Aria had to make her!


However, as they side-stepped away from the girls, gently massaging their conjoined nipples apart by unspoken agreement, neither was aware that a blood-chilling observation was being desperately suppressed by their respective subconscious.


The observation? That, for the first time since their daughters were little, they couldn’t tell them apart…


Neither mother knew which of the passed-out girls was her daughter.


*


Having massaged their engorged nipples apart, the duo was making their way back downstairs, relishing their recently recovered freedom.


Under the uneasy silence, however, neither could overcome the strange feeling of their tits being full of another woman’s breastmilk.


Aria was convinced she could feel the foreign liquid in her chest ‘slosh’ with each step she took, whereas Abby was certain her breast tissue was being soaked in her mirror image’s milk.


As focusing on their respective delusions would likely make them experience yet another involuntary climax, the pair decided to engage in small talk on the way down.


“Do you remember when I ass-fucked you like that in the gym showers?” Aria bragged; her eyes filled with scorn.


“I don’t, I remember ass fucking you in the gym showers though?” Abby laughed back; her voice filled with disdain.


Arrogant eyes locked together in a defiant glare, before the puffed-up mothers seemed to subtly deflate.


That fight had ended even more pathetically than their daughters, glued together ass-to-ass in a twitching pile on the shower floor.


They took a few more steps in silence.


“What about that time when we went rock climbing? You were a real mess then!” Abby said suddenly.


“You were the mess! You kept trying to escape but you couldn’t get away!” Aria instantly retorted.


Catty smirks that filled them with a youthful cockiness spread across their faces, only to awkwardly freeze when they locked eyes.


Both of their accusations were true, they were both a real mess. They couldn’t resist fighting, even when suspended by cables, and it had resulted in the two getting tangled up and knocked together, ass-to-ass, a few hundred times before they finally had managed to separate.


A few silent steps further down the stairs, the pair had come to the bitter conclusion that a lifetime of draws and mutual losses meant they had nothing to hold over the other’s head. Any time the other had been embarrassed, they had been embarrassed too.


A loud clap interrupted the pair from their thoughts, however, when their wide asses slapped together.


““Oh, so all that talk was because you wanted one last ass-fight?”” The two spat instantly, the swiftness of the synchronous thought almost surprising, even to them.


“Come on then, bitch!” Aria cried out, “I’ll put you in your place!”


“It’s you who be put in their place, bitch!” Abby immediately replied.


The next second, the duo were slamming their asses together as they continued to precariously make their way down the stairs.


Back to back, Aria’s left foot and Abby’s right foot would reach down to a lower step, at which point their thick asses would slam together. Ripples would reverberate across the dense assmeat, during which their right and left feet would move down, bringing the two pairs of feet together.


The previously wide stance would become small, which meant that the pair lacked balance. Their asses would meet in a savage collision that would send the duo falling in opposite directions along the wide, regal staircase.


After repeating this process a few times, the pair intertwined their fingers and had begun to lock their ankles together before a ‘single step ass slam’ which would prevent them from being sent flying and allow them to unleash a series of rapid and hateful hip thrusts.


At some point, their dresses had been pulled up and out of the way, revealing bare asses, slightly red from the non-stop bashing.


Neither woman was wearing panties.


Asses were smashed until the twin beauties were seeing stars, and they had left a trail of sticky squirts down the long staircase.


It had been over two decades since the pair decided that their children would carry on their feud, but that wasn’t to say the pair hadn’t fucked since then. On the contrary, their clashes had only grown more perverse. Even when pregnant they couldn’t keep apart, and they likely got more of their rival’s breastmilk than their daughter did.


The agreement to put the fate of their feud on their children led to many, less tense sexfights in which the two women were completely unrestrained in their degeneracy. The sex was still competitive and filled with countless moments of mutual frustration, but it was no longer life or death for either woman. Perhaps it was because they were no longer so focused on winning that they happened to train one another to such an extent.


This staircase assfight, as well as the earlier milk fight, lacked the frantic terror and tension that their eldest daughters’ feud currently possessed.


It was still to be seen what attitudes their youngest daughters possessed…


Reaching the bottom of the stairs, their rears stinging, the pair reached the entranceway, only to hear the sound of squabbling and bumping bodies coming echoing through their shared dining room.


The bratty voices belonged to none other than their youngest daughters, Lola Allen and Lily Edwards!


Exchanging a look, they knew they had to see how their two youngest daughters were getting on with settling their spat.


Adjusting one another’s black dress, they stepped into the dining room to see the girl entering from the other side of the room.


The twintailed brunettes were flushed and sweaty, as though little copies of their mothers. Their black thigh-high socks seemed particularly damp, as though they had been run underwater. Whenever the pair argued, they had a strange tendency to rub themselves together, squashing their cheeks and griding their small frames together. Tonight was no exception, the identical girls practically stuck together like magnets despite their mutual frustration.


Though their beauty was softer than their elder sisters, the pair had perky curves and slender features. Their wide eyes suggested innocence, but their sharp incisors gave the impression the pair possessed a mischievous and cunning edge, an impression that Aria and Abby knew to be true.


Something else they knew to be true- whilst they were observing their daughters, their daughters were observing them.


““Hi girls!”” They called out in unison, attempting to prevent their daughters from thinking too much. In an ideal world for both mothers, their daughters would settle their feud between families without the need for their intervention. After all, neither Abby nor Aria were certain that their never breaking symmetry wasn’t contagious… Thinking only to distract their daughters from the obvious signs of fighting across their bodies, they continued,


““How is your gaming going? Have you managed to decide who the best is yet?””


The hips of the bratty brunettes twitched at the question, the reaction obvious even from the other side of the room. The words obviously triggered something within the girls, as their twin bodies were suddenly pressed together, from their cheeks down to their thighs. Rubbing and grinding themselves together with enough force to start a fire, they answered,


““No, mom, all we did was lose non-stop.””


As they spoke, each brunette viciously squeezed down on the other’s ass.


Whilst Aria and Abby couldn’t see what their restless hands were doing, it wasn’t hidden from the mothers in the slightest, as neither Lily nor Lola was able to hide the flurry of emotions passing across their faces. Arousal, pleasure, embarrassment, anger, and competitiveness all flickered across their faces, before merging into a red-hot flush.


Bailey and Bella would simply endure their annoyance and settle things in private, but these two girls were incapable of restraint. After years of indulgence, and their mothers turning a blind eye to their antics, the girls clearly thought them blind.


The mothers could see through their daughters’ game so clearly, it was like they had x-ray vision. A strange smile spreading across her face, Abby asked,


“What, you took turns beating each other’s ass?”


“Of course not, they beat each other’s ass at the same time,” Aria quipped, matching Abby’s smirk with one of her own.


Both women subconsciously reached for their red-raw asses, still stinging slightly from their mutual abuse, before their green eyes locked together in an electrifying connection.


The pair of mothers had always felt that eldest daughters resembled them most, whereas their youngest resembled them the least. At this moment, however, seeing their youngest daughters reduce one another to such a state, Aria and Abby were struck with the strange urge to cry out- ‘that’s my daughter!’


““Yeah…that’s…exactly…right…!❤”� �� The identical girls squeaked out through ragged breaths. ““All we did… was beat each otherrr-?!?!!❤❤❤””


Their words reached barely audible pitch by the end of their shared sentence, the identical brunettes escalating their mutual molestation with no regard for shame.


Aria and Abby exchanged a hot look, their emerald eyes communicating a certain thought. They then turned away from their daughters and began making their way to the dining table.


““Okay girls, well you two have fun trying to... settle it. We’ll come up and check on you two later... okay?””


The twintailed 18-year-olds staggered out of the room after an affirmational moan, leaving the mothers alone once again.


“They clearly didn’t inherit our subtly,” Abby tutted, shooting the other blonde a hot look as she voice their previous unspoken thought.


“No, they did not,” Aria agreed, sending Abby a teasing glance in return. “We would have been caught a thousand times over if we were that obvious.”


The breathing of the two women hastened, both thinking of their many close calls, all a result of their inability to keep their hands off each other.


Abby’s hands began to itch, craving the feeling of Aria’s soft skin. Her eyes flickered to her double’s ass, and she caught Aria’s eyes on hers.


Plump lips curling, revealing white teeth.


“Beating each other’s ass at the same time…You said?” Abby whispered, her voice smoking hot.


“Even if we did, I’d beat you harder…❤” Aria purred back, her eyes curved into teasing crescents.


“Oh, no… Your ass gives in first every time we do this…❤” Abby hummed.


Neither woman could resist the build of sexual desire mixed with competitive intent, even if they’d done this routine more times than they could count.


Soon enough the sounds of wet assmeat being spanked echoed throughout the room, the two women crying out in pleasure with each slap delivered to their ass. This sound was soon joined by the splattering of hot milk hitting the floor, each woman's milksacks leaking blended milk relentlessly.


No different from any other clash between the two women, neither managed to get the edge over the other even once. One particularly exciting moment, however, was when the pair began taunting one another, each claiming that the other was going to be a sex slave the next day.


This fast-approaching conclusion to the decades-long feud added a surge of throbbing tension to the spanking battle, a tension that saw their orgasms come even faster and even harder than usual.


““AHH!❤””


““MMMPH!❤❤””


““OOOHHH?!!❤❤❤””


Their squeals of pleasure grew less and less human, and more and more perverse as thick assmeat was beaten by cruel hands. Neither woman could muster the slightest bit of resistance to the pleasure their rival and identical copy could inflict on them.


Even after bringing up their self-imposed stakes for the battle between bloodlines, however, the duo soon became submerged in the pleasure of mutual abuse, caught in the grip of their never-ending stalemate.


It was within this haze of blissful ecstasy, that a single panicked thought jolted the women from their sex trance.


If they, two women with years of sexfighting experience and mutual enmity could so easily succumb to the pleasure of mutual torment, even with such high stakes…How could their daughters not?


Especially their youngest girls, the unpredictable wildcards that they are!


Both pulled apart at the thought, caught in a sudden fluster.


It was unusual for the two matriarchs to be panicked, they had endured so many storms and risky scenarios throughout their long careers that they were typically unflappable. Yet as their feet carried them back up the stairs of the Edwards’ side of the large, conjoined house, both women couldn’t help but look back at their encounter with their youngest daughters.


Lily and Lola were oozing with sexuality and red-hot desire, grinding their bodies together unceasingly, but neither girl possessed the same frantic desperation that Bailey and Bella were haunted by. Nor did they possess the unwillingness to share the same sky that their mothers embodied in their younger years.


Stomachs churned as both Aria and Abby had the premonition that the girls they had been counting on to help end their struggle for all these years... were about to go rogue!


This suspicion was soon confirmed when they crept into Lily’s bedroom, only to witness the identical girls buried in a blissful 69 and drinking each other’s piss. Lily and Lola had no interest in beating one another, they’d become lost in the joy of mutual destruction, and wanted nothing more than to drown together in a sea of pleasure.


There wasn’t a hint of disgust or reluctance in sight.


Heavy chests heaving, the pair of women were infuriated at the result their daughters had brought them.


They knew their only hope was in the dependable eldest daughters.


*


Aria and Abby moved through the house like silent ghosts when they kept their bodies apart. Their atmosphere between them was devoid of its usual flirtation, the pair resembling their younger selves before they learned to sheath their sharp edges.


They returned to Bailey’s room, and, following the screams and shouts of a desperate catfight, passed through the walk-in wardrobe passageway into Bella’s room.


Their eldest daughters, a tangled catball of straining limbs and fused lingerie, had rolled from the closet into Bella’s room to continue their fight.


Twin bodies were locked together on the hard floor. Foreheads and noses were pressed against their reflections as they snarled into one another’s faces. Arms shaking uncontrollably, long fingers were intertwined, each girl digging her nails into the other’s hand hard enough to draw blood. Tits and stomachs were squashed together in a brutal clench, their legs tangled in knots, with their stocking-covered feet struggling against each other in a battle of strength. Their teeth were clenched, spit flying between mouths as bloodshot eyes were chained in an unbreakable glare.


A detail that brought Aria and Abby slight solace, was that whilst their daughters’ bodysuits had been ripped to shreds, it so happened that the last shreds of fabric clung to the girls’ identical cunts, keeping that last layer of meaningless protection.


Bailey and Bella rolled constantly from side-to-side, one half of the pair would be on top one moment, then the other the next. Whether this ever-elusive top position would provide either woman an advantage was unknown. It was obvious to the watching mothers that despite their mutual hatred and fury, and despite their bloodthirsty glares, their daughters were caught in an unending climax.


Intertwined squirts of hot girl-cum escaped their tightly ground crotches, the steaming ejaculate leaking from their twitching twats without pause.


““Fake…!❤ Copycat!..❤❤ Mirror…!❤❤❤”” Two muffled voices escaped the tangle of cum-soaked limbs.


The pair end up on their sides, neither having the energy to continue their rolling


““We are…not… the same…GAHHH…?!!❤”” The duo moaned as they forced their swollen and barely contained cameltoes together, an action that prompted a guttural groan to escape their curled lips.


Seeing this, the voyeuristic mothers panicked, feeling an ominous premonition as the twin cunts began to swallow the last bits of fabric

.
““Girls!”” The matriarchs called out, their voices devoid of their usual softness, instead harsh and stern.


The movement of the catball on the floor ceased, the two girls frozen in shock.


Abby and Aria could sense clear panic and embarrassment, but neither mother missed the obvious sense of annoyance at their interruption. Indeed, it was rather inappropriate to storm in on two 22-year-olds having sex, even if they did still live at home…


But this was not just two girls ‘having sex’ but rather their final hope of victory in their two-and-a-half decades-long feud.


“You said you were going to relive the old days-” Aria said coldly,


“-But all I see is two girls trying to kill each other!” Abby continued.


Their daughters seemed stunned, as though waking up from a long dream, yet just before either girl could speak, their mothers continued.


“You think it is too childish to kiss and make up? You are too grown up for that?” Abby said, her voice scathing. “You decided to come up here and fuck each other to death instead?”


“You misunderstood earlier,” Aria supplemented, “It’s suitable for children to settle arguments with a little peck on the lips. But you’re grown women now, not children. We know that.”


Her eyes flickered across the girls still locked together and soaked in a mix of sweat and cum.


“Women kiss... in a different way to settle disputes.” Aria finished, cold fury lacing her words.


“Cleary you two are too scared to commit to that though,” Abby scoffed, her sharp eyes trained on their pair of slits, touching but separated by their cum-drench bodysuits. “Doing everything other than what needs to be done.”


““If you want to settle your fight for good... follow us.”” The curvy matriarchs declared in one voice, before turning away from their entangled daughters.


Walking out of the room, they shared a look filled with countless emotions before hearing the sound of Bella and Bailey pulling themselves apart and chasing after them.


*


They brought their daughters to the ‘guest room’ a large bedroom that was conveniently shared between the two partially fused houses. The number of guests this room had housed over the two decades since this house was built could be counted on one hand, and it had an incredible amount of soundproofing on its walls…


Even without turning, they could hear the gears in their daughters’ heads turning as they quickly understood the true purpose of this room.


It was the room in which their mothers warred in the way only women could.


Neither Aria nor Abby could be sure what their eldest daughters would find more shocking, that their relationship was not as harmonious as they had made it out to be, or the fact that they fucked often enough and loud enough to require a room like this.


As the four women stepped into the room, Abby prevented Bella from closing the door behind her, whilst Aria walked to the other side and open the door to the Edwards’ side of the house.


“At this stage, I think trying to keep secrets is a bit cruel,” Aria laughed in response to the stunned looks coming from the twin fashionistas.


Before either of the younger blondes could question what that meant, Abby moved, crawling seductively onto the large bed in the center of the room.


“Since you two…don’t seem to understand how to settle it… Aria and I will show you.”


Aria then sashayed over to the bed before mimicking Abby’s movements, bringing her curvaceous body onto the bed to meet her rival in combat one last time.


The busty women then knelled opposite one another, their knees and breasts touching slightly. Their actions painted a strangely harmonious picture, one that mixed a warrior’s solemnity and the feminine charm of a woman before their following words destroyed it.


““You don’t need to look at the… intimate details… if you don’t want to, but watch the process, because you two are next.””


***


Bella and Bailey could only gulp, sharing a glance before their mothers began to move once more.


Two heads of long blonde hair were tied into ponytails with a speed that could only come from countless repetitions, then after sharing a look, the women pulled off their black dresses. The boundless beauty of two twin bodies was suddenly revealed before their daughters.


Elegant napes, rarely seen due to wearing their hair down, lead to two sets of surprisingly slender shoulders and delicate backs. It was unknown to either girl how such soft shoulders or how such frail backs could support breasts so large, so effortlessly. Mountainous tits that seemed to be on the verge of overflowing with breastmilk practically devoured their attention as they shook with residual momentum.


A soft waist led down to wide hips and plump thighs, under which were two pairs of dainty feet, perfectly maintained despite everything.


The pair were stunned, their gazes swallowed by the twin beauties in the center of the bed. It was only after each girl received a sharp pinch on the waist from their rival that they were roused from their awe.


Yet after returning to reality, the daughter duo felt their hearts palpitate with a much deeper shock. Much like their mothers had experienced earlier, neither Bella nor Bailey…could tell which woman was which!


Was Bella’s mother, Aria, the one on the right, or was that Abby?


The women had always been identical, with matching faces and similar curves, but never did Bailey and Bella realize that it went this far.


Their tits were identical in shape and color and their stomachs were completely symmetrical.


Their perfect hips were made from matching molds, and their graceful waists were equally thin.


Their long legs and plump ass cheeks looked like they could be swapped interchangeably between women at any moment without anyone noticing.


It truly looked as though there was one woman on the bed, looking into a mirror!


The dramatic effect of the women undressing had, unknowingly, completely discombobulated their daughters!


Both girls felt a flash of panic, realizing that this is what others saw when they looked at them. Two women so identical even twins couldn’t compare.


Before their panic could spiral into a second catfight, however, their mothers spoke.


““Before settling feuds, women must ensure a level playing field,”” The mature women purred.


The daughters didn’t need to ask what that meant, as the women quickly made themselves clear.


Both blondes moved in synchrony, lying on their sides, and opening their legs for the other. They then wrapped their arms around their rival’s large ass and proceed to bury their face in their duplicate’s slit.


““Both sides…❤ must be… completely equal…❤ before you… lock lips…❤”” The pair moaned in unison as they serviced each other’s puffy pussy.


““Get it…nice and…wet!❤”” The spat, in between long drags of the tongue up drenched folds


Bella and Bailey felt their breathing hasten as they took in the perverted dedication of the two women. They moved closer to the bed, their bodies glued together as though performing in a third-legged race.


Their hot breaths collided and mixed between their open mouths as they looked down on the dueling women.


Watching such synchrony play out in front of them was astounding, and the new view enabled them to such how far it went. Their mothers would lick in unison and moan in one voice. They would shiver simultaneously, and their small toes would twitch in tandem. When small squirts sprayed across their mothers’ faces, both daughters knew instinctively that the amount was the same.


Neither girl could shake the feeling that they weren’t looking at two women…but one. A single soul split into perfectly identical bodies.


This thought crossed their minds at the same moment, and the second it did, the contact between their bodies had never felt so electric.


Bella felt Bailey’s hips spasm at the same time as hers, which amplified the sensation two-fold.


Bailey felt Bella’s nipple grow hard just as hers did, the two erections touching as though reaching out for one another.


It was unnerving yet intoxicating. A sweet poison that begged them to drink.


Thankfully, at that moment, Aria and Abby pulled apart, their faces connected to cunts by thick bridges of cum and saliva.


This snapped them from the trance-like state.


““My mother’s going to fuck the shit out of your mother,”” They spat furiously, each jumping on the chance to reignite their hatred in an attempt to blow away the strange mood from before.


That said, neither could tell whose mother was whose.


““When you’ve prepared one another… Then it’s time for your cunts to do the rest…”” Aria and Abby purred in unison as they sat up again. Tilting backward, they pressed their soft feet together, before continuing to spread each other’s legs apart.


““When do you stop? How do you know when you’ve won?”” Bailey and Bella question in one voice, both sensing that their chance to ask questions was about to fade.


The mothers shared a subtle glance, before skimming their green eyes across their eldest daughters, before they shot to the door on the Edwards’ side of the house, at which point their gaze returned to each other.


““You stop… when you’ve got the result…!”” They cried out, as they slammed their crotches together! Outer lips smashed together as clits bent against one another in ruthless savagery. Small urethras collided as gaping cunts attempted to swallow each other whole.


The duo then pulled back again, though their twats refused to separate. Every inch of sensitive slit clung to the opposite cunt as though the liquid that oozed out of the locked lips was glue, not cum. Fused fluids splattered across their flushed skin, and milk had begun to spill out of their jiggling tits.


In between hot moans, they then continued.


“Now it’s…❤ your…turnnnn…!❤””


Bella and Bailey knew it to be true.


With each clench of their conjoined cunts, their mothers had stripped away each other's pride and dignity.


With each simultaneous hip thrust, they reduced each other to mere animals in heat.


They were breaking each other and being broken in a merciless race to the bottom.. and now it was Bailey and Bella's turn to do the same.


The bed was more than big enough for both pairs of women.


They had been shown the path, but they had to walk it themselves.


They pried their eyes away from the frantically fucking mothers, tuning out the strong scent of sex and the loud wet slaps.


“Ready to lose?” Bailey spat, trying to focus her thoughts on her enmity with Bella, and away from her mother who was sinking into the abyss of pleasure. She unpopped her bodysuit, revealing her sexy, if not slightly battered, body in its full glory for the first time that evening.


“Are you?” Bella hissed back, matching Bailey’s movement, revealing an identical body, that bore even the same scratches as its counterpart.


Unlike when they watched their mothers undress, they didn’t fall into a daze. Seeing each other strip was slightly strange, but neither felt it was any different from looking in a mirror, no matter how it pained them to feel that way.


““Come on then!❤ Service me!❤”” They commanded, as they lay down on their sides, each lifting a stocking-covered leg.


““You first!”” They countered, each feeling her pussy throb uncontrollably, excitement running rampant through their twin bodies.


It was then at both girls noticed the long blonde ponytail that trailed between her open legs…


““No, you-MMMHN?!?!❤”” Their subsequent orders were interrupted as they did the same thing at the same time. Bailey grabbed onto Bella’s ponytail, and yanked the other woman into her awaiting cunt, just as Bella grabbed onto Bailey’s ponytail, and dragged the other woman into her open twat.


““HHNNGGG!!!❤”” They moaned in protest into one another’s wet snatch, but after a few more simultaneous hair pulls the pair of identical girls learned to shut up and prepare their opponent for the upcoming fight.


It was a bizarre feeling for both girls. Bella would lick her lookalike's slit, only to feel a tongue drag across her tight twat, and when Bailey savagely sucked on her rival’s clit, she felt her own clit being sucked simultaneously.


It was as though they weren’t licking another woman, but instead themselves since they moved in such unyielding synchrony that the lines of cause and effect began to blur and blend.


Though neither blonde was aware, they had fallen into a daze as they lick one another, their bodies twitching and throbbing in perfect unison as the dividing line between them crumbled under the weight of their mutual pleasuring.


No different from the mothers they had previously watched.


It was only when a voice rang out that they returned to reality.


““Eh?? Which one of you is my sister?””


They jolted apart, their faces covered in cum and spit, and looked up at the speaker.


Only, it was two speakers who were peering down at them. Lily and Lola.


Their perky tits and soft stomachs were on full display, as were their dripping cunts. They were wearing only black thigh-high socks, and whilst they were flushed red and sporting cheeky grins, showing off sharp teeth, their eyes seemed somewhat distant.


Instantly, Bailey and Bella understood that their younger sisters had fought in a similar way to them that evening.


““I’m-MMPH?!”” They began, hoping to clarify who was who, only to be interrupted when their younger sisters grabbed their ponytails and yanked them back into their rival’s pussy lips.


They looked up in bewilderment, only to see their sisters looking down at them with faces of obvious arousal.


““Unless you can win…It won’t matter…❤”” The two panted in hot voices. “You’re not Bailey or Bella…You’re just the same…❤””


Though still confused, the elder sisters felt as though they partially understood what Lily and Lola were saying.


Whilst their names were different, that was meaningless. They had the same faces, the same voices, the same bodies, backgrounds, and practically the same home. Everything they had, the other had too. Nothing would ever belong to them alone.


But that might change if they could claim victory here and now!


Perhaps Lily and Lola had seen the glint of understanding in their eyes, as they were soon released. The two women pulled themselves up, before rising onto the balls of their feet atop the soft bedding. Their thighs were spread apart, their legs rotating until each girl’s heels were resting against each other as they balanced precariously. The spreading of their legs revealed two red, wet slits, that dripped long strands of love juice onto the bed below.


Both women could feel a relentless throbbing in their lower abdomens. Neither was aware it was their wombs going delirious with desire.


“If we are just mirrors of each other-” Bailey said, leaning forward to grab hold of Bella’s ass.


“Then we’ll smash ourselves together-” Bella replied, matching the movement as she held onto Bailey’s clenched cheeks.


““Until one of us breaks!”” They cried out together, their voice overlapping perfectly. At the declaration, they pulled themselves forward, and their naked pussies collided at last.


““UUUGGHHHAAAA!?!?❤❤❤”” The blonde duo shrieked in unison, The beastly, primitive roars escaping their mouths before either girl could prevent it.


The wet squelch of lips locking together could be heard before a geyser of cum exploded out of their kissing cunts, raining down on the four identical feet that were pressed together to hold the girls upright.


The identical girls pressed against one another like two magnets, their bodies aligning with pinpoint precision. Their upper lips found each other, which led to the duo roaring down each other’s throat with each desperate slam of their hips.


““MMNN!!❤ MMMNNN!!❤❤ MMMMNNNN!!!❤❤❤””


In a single thrust, Bailey and Bella, Bella and Bailey, had fucked each other’s consciousness into a thousand tiny pieces. Neither girl had the slightest self-awareness anymore.


Yet whilst they lost themselves into the pleasure of breaking against each other, their sisters watched on.


***


During their most debased and humiliating punishment yet, Lily and Lola had passed out due to a soul-shaking orgasm, the thrill of mutual defeat too much for their cunts too handle.


They had woken, however, to the sounds of a loud and dirty 69 echoing down the hallways and through Lily’s open door. The girls had pulled apart, reluctantly shutting down their game of FuckFight69 and risen to their feet.


That such erotic sounds were reverberating throughout the house meant that there was no need for decency, so they didn’t bother putting clothes on. Though after exchanging goading looks, each pulled two black thigh high socks from the pile of clothes sitting beside them.


At this point, it was impossible to tell which sock belong to which girl. Each sock had been thoroughly soaked in the sweat and cum of both girls, blending into a lewd armour that was intoxicating to both brunettes.


Each girls’ scents had collided within the socks, and in all four battleground the result was the same.


Lily’s sweat succumbed to Lola’s sweat.


Lola’s sweat succumbed to Lily’s sweat.


Lily’s cum was contaminated by Lola’s cum.


Lola’s cum was contaminated by Lily’s cum.


Even on a microscopic, biological level, Lola and Lily could only lose to each other.


With that thought causing them to climax helplessly, the duo pulled on a set of black socks and followed the sounds of sex.


From outside the room, they watched their mothers ‘prepare’ one another for a cuntfight. Their older sisters were watching from up close, the look in their eyes the same as when Lily and Lola watched their Lucy characters humiliate each other.


And like how they had quickly understood the fate of the two Lucys, they could see the ending for the women in the room.


***


The final fight felt both short and long. It happened in an instant, yet also stretched on for a hundred
years.


They didn’t know how long they had been at it.


But they knew that their daughters had settled it.


Besides Aria and Abby on the bed were Bella and Bailey, and then further along the bed, were Lola and Lily.


Rolling off the bed, a movement that broke a thousand strands of sticky cum that connected their crotches, the mothers looked at one another in a subtle silence.


Perhaps they should have expected the result.


Perhaps deep down, they always did, and their entire plan was simply a form of denial.


Their daughters’ fates were no less intertwined than theirs, the fights had ended in draws.


That was the result. The conclusion.


At least for the two of them.


Over twenty years of squabbling had ended with those four, final climaxes. They would at last have to accept that they were equal, or rather, than they would never be more than putty in the other's hands. That they had never been able to resist the other, and they never would.


Whilst it wasn't binding in any way, the two had just become each other's woman, sex slave, and pet.


Abby had become Aria's.


Aria had become Abby's.


Even if they weren't willing to be as blatant as their youngest daughters... both women had finally accepted the truth.


Their green eyes passed over their daughters.


In an amusing twist, it was now Lily and Lola who felt predictable, the two girls locked in a deep scissor with their feet on the other’s face. Clearly, the two had fallen in love with the pleasure of mutual debasement.


Traits that had manifested in the youngest girls far earlier than in their mothers.


Aria and Abby had threatened one another with the fate of their familes becoming sex slaves and pets, now each family was two thirds of the way there...


Their eyes reached Bailey and Bella, who had passed out in a catball, their limbs locked around the other keeping them in a forceful trib.


Neither Abby nor Aria could tell which direction these two would go.


Would they accept and learn to love their reality now, like their younger sisters, or deny the truth for years on end, like them?


A sign escaped two pairs of lips.


The duo locked eyes.


“What? You not convinced of your loss?”


“Huh?! It’s you who’s not convinced!”


…


Suddenly, the pair of identical women felt two-and-a-half decades younger.


As though time had rewound to the moment they first met.


[The End]


Thank you for reading, this part was a little tricky to write, mostly because I enjoyed writing chapter 2 so much. I hope you enjoyed though!

I did a poll on pixiv, and a massive majority was interested in the idea, so I am a few thousand words into a Lily/Lola side story! Please let me know if you have any ideas you would like to see, similar in execution to the wildness of chapter 2!

[flashgordon2019]

Hello! Long time no see! This is a story that I have been uploading for a while on my Pixiv. I enjoy the dopamine hits of watching the like and follower counter going up so I prefer uploading over there these days lol. I will uploading it part by part as it is insanely annoying having to make certain edits for it to be readable on Hboard lol. Please enjoy though!

Feuding Families: Prologue.


In the pristine dining room of a large and luxurious house, a strange scene was unfolding.


At first glance, it would seem as though a family of three women had sat together to eat dinner, albeit, with an unusual arrangement.


Rather than sitting comfortably around a small table, the trio had sat at a long counter-like table in a row of three, a table that looked to be pressed up to a mirror-covered wall. Indeed, that would be the obvious and reasonable assumption, as opposite each woman was a reflection.


Yet, upon closer inspection, one could see that the women and their reflections, whilst identical, weren’t moving in perfect synchrony, with knives and forking scrapping lightly across plates at different timings.


It would only be at this observation, that one would realize that there were not three women at this table, but instead six!


Three sets of identical women, each duo similar enough to be mistaken for twins!


But this would indeed be a mistake, as within this room there were two families.


The Edwards Family, and the Allen Family, and whilst the silence between the two groups seemed comfy and harmonious, it wouldn’t take long to pick up on the strange undercurrent flowing through the dining room.


Sat sandwiched between their mothers and younger sisters, were Bailey Edwards and Bella Allen, two young twenty-two-year-old women. With narrow cheeks bones and full lips, each possessed an aggressive and domineering type of beauty, both carrying a presence that would suck the oxygen out of any room they entered. Their blonde hair pulled back into ponytails gave the pair proud and confident demeanors, and the sharp glints in their green eyes only served to demonstrate this further. Their long blue dresses highlighted the noble charm inherited from their mothers, as well as how similar the pair were, as both wore the exact same dress…


The pair had been neighbors since birth and had been practically joined at the hips through their childhood years. They had excelled in both academics and sports at their expensive, private academy, and were the undisputed Queens of the entire school. Many had thought it a miracle that their friendship had endured despite being women of such beauty and pride.


What those people didn’t know was that this miracle had ended four years ago, on the night of their school prom.


Their mothers and younger sisters didn’t know either, still believing that Bailey and Bella were still best of friends, when in truth, the duo couldn’t stand the sight of each other. Yet, their families would be heartbroken, and their relationships between their mothers and sisters strained if the truth came out though, so despite wishing they could leap across the table and claw each other’s eyes out, the pair had to settle for less. A subtle and silent foot war under the table, their soft feet pushing against each other in a desperate attempt to vent their mutual hatred.


Moving a seat down the table, the eighteen-year-olds, Lily Edwards and Lola Allen sat opposite one another. They were completely asymmetrical to their sisters' noble beauty and proud characters. Lily and Lola were smaller in stature, not as tall as their mothers or sisters, though just as curvy, with each possessing ample breasts, tight waists, and large hips. Their features were less intimidating, possessing a softness that their mothers had only developed after childbirth, and with their brown hair styled in twintails, the duo looked cute and sexy, brimming with youthful charm. Each wore a miniskirt and thigh-high socks, both playing to their strengths and claiming a different sort of beauty to their proud sisters. Yet whilst they had differentiated themselves from their sisters, they were identical to one another, wearing the same outfit right down to ribbons tying their hair…


Much like their sisters, the duo had been neighbors since birth and had been raised like sisters. Unlike their sisters, however, the two didn’t enjoy academics, sports, or socializing at school, instead preferring to immerse themselves in the world of anime and gaming. Often playing together, the pair grew up discussing the various characters in their games and tv shows. Their families assumed the pair would be friends for life.


Little did they know, their friendship ended four years ago following the results of a fighting game tournament they had both entered.


Their mothers and older sisters still thought that they were best friends, oblivious to the fact that Lily and Lola now couldn’t stand the sight of one another. Their families would be heartbroken, and their relationships between their mothers and sisters strained if the truth came out though, so despite wishing they could leap across the table and start slapping the **** out of each other, the two had to settle for a subtle and silent foot war under the table, their stocking covered feet grinding furiously against each other in a desperate attempt to vent their mutual hatred.


Hot breaths and fainted groans, barely suppressed, echoed out as the mothers of the respective households finished their meals. Heavy breasts swayed as Abby Edwards and Aria Allen suddenly stood to look down at their daughters.


“What on earth is going on with you girls tonight?” Abby questioned, the buxom and sensual mother of two having finally realized that the atmosphere wasn’t quite right.


“Are you fighting?” Aria chimed in, echoing Abby’s concern.


Their delicate faces seemed worried and hurt at the thought of their beloved daughters being at odds. The four daughters shot frantically to their feet, hands flailing as they desperately reassured their mothers that they weren’t fighting at all.


Sharing a sigh of relived, Abby glanced at Aria, to which Aria nodded in response.


“That’s good then, we’re relieved,” Abby exclaimed, her voice devoid of the tension that had filled it just moments ago. “I’m not blind though, so kiss and make-up like you used to do, then you girls can go off and play.”


The four daughters suddenly froze, before glancing at one another in shocked disbelief.


Indeed, they used to kiss and make up when they had fought- small conciliatory pecks on the lips, but that was when they were little! And like **** they wanted to ‘kiss and make-up’ now!


“What? I thought you were all friends?” Aria spoke, her hand on her breast as upset-filled her voice.


The tense silence soon became unbearable for the four, and Bailey and Bella soon leaned over the table, their perky breasts getting dangerously close. The pair cooperated to exchange a light kiss, their lips just barely brushing together.


Pulling apart, the eldest daughters had forced smiles on their faces, their green eyes narrowed into crescents.


This act of appeasing their mothers forced Lily and Lola into following suit, however, as now the pair had no choice but to kiss to keep the harmony.


The duo leaned in, each balancing on one foot like flamingos as a dainty foot, wrapped in black thigh-high socks, kicked up behind each of them. Perhaps watching their sister’s kiss in reconciliation had stoked the fires of resistance within them, however, as, unlike Bailey and Bella, neither girl was willing to tilt her head to the side to facilitate the union of lips.


The result was that their button-like noses squashed together in an embarrassing ‘kiss’ before their lips had even met, causing their eyes to practically bulge out in humiliation.


Resisting the urge to bite one another, the pair pulled apart after a light kiss, each wiping her mouth and glaring angrily at their mirror image.


“Well done, girls,” Aria said, gently clapping her hands together. “How about you go and play together like you used to? You haven’t been spending much time together lately!”


Before each could spit excuses, the other mother, Abby, began to speak,


“That’s a good idea! Bailey, Bella, you two used to play dress-up together, do you remember? The pair of you wearing your matching outfits was always so cute, I never could decide who was prettier!”


Bella and Bailey froze for the second time that evening, their long ponytails swaying slightly as they forgot to breathe, their old grudges and traumas being dragged back into their minds by Abby’s words.


“Lola, Lily, you two were always playing those fighting games together, weren’t you?” Aria questioned, turning her attention to the younger pair of girls. “You used to have so much fun! You haven’t really played together since that little tournament though, right? How about you decide who is better once and for all!”


Her tone was light and full of energy, as though eager for the pair to play together like they used to, not noticing that the pair reacted as though struck by lightning. Their shared, four-year-old humiliation being brought up so casually caused their brown eyes to lock together in an embarrassed glare.


““Yeah, I think we’ll go and relive the good old days,”” Bailey and Bella said together, stepping away from the table, suddenly more energetic than they had been all evening. It would be hard to miss the obvious competitive undertone in their words, and how the pair seemed to be even less friendly than before, but neither mother commented on it.


““Us too!”” Lily and Lola said, as cheeky grins spread across their faces. ““Let’s go and play some games.”” Linking arms, the pair began to speed-walk towards the stairs, following after their older sisters. Again, unless the mothers were blind, they would not have missed their youngest daughters slamming their hips together viciously as they charged away, yet, once again, neither said anything.


In an instant, Abby and Aria were left alone, and the second they were, the two mothers looked at one another, their bodies relaxing as the atmosphere around them underwent a sudden shift.


Stepping around the table, the pair walked until they were face-to-face and their heavy busts clapped together. Neither seemed bothered by the lack of distance between them, however, as both moved closer still, until their foreheads knocked together and each was gazing into the other’s eyes.


““It’s finally going to be settled…”” They purred in synchrony.


Their lips arched into bemused smirks.


Their daughters thought they could hide their mutual hatred from them, their mothers. Yet they never once realized that this animosity was no secret at all, and that it was instead inherited from them…


“You know, I was always worried they would actually be best friends,” Aria whispered into Abby’s plump lips.


“How could that be possible,” Abby hummed back, her hot breath tickling Aria’s mouth. “Your daughters, getting along with my daughters? It was destined to fall apart from the start.”


“You’re right,” Aria purred back, the soft scent of shampoo in her long blonde hair distinguishable from the scent of Abby’s hair. “Now they can settle it once and for all. For them... and for us. I could never beat you, and you could never beat me… but my daughters will beat yours. And that will be all the proof I need.”


Their bodies thrummed with heat as the two curvaceous pressed themselves together, their legs wrapped around one another like snakes as their soft stomachs ground together.


“All we’ve been able to do **** each other senseless for years on end...stuck in an endless series of draws… but tonight, my daughters will be the proof that I’m the superior woman,” Abby whispered, her lips getting dangerously close to Aria's without either woman even noticing.


““Hmph!!””


They could feel the burning desire to **** rapidly building within them, but they resisted it, forcing their bodies apart. Neither the thick strands of breast milk connecting their **** nor the faint trails of sticky excitement that bridged the gap between their crotches were surprises to them. They had long been used to how their sensual forms reacted to each other, and they had long since stopped feeling embarrassed by it. After all, they had drunk more breast milk than they had water and swallowed more *** than they had food across their 20+ years of ****-fighting.


“The Allens will be nothing but ****toys for us when the night is over!”


“The Edwards will be nothing but ****toys for us when the night is over!”


The pair bragged in synchrony, their eyes locked together in a mesmerizing, seductive staredown. The mutual threats prompted each woman to grab hold of the other’s powerful waist, and they slammed their crotches together in furious unison.


The result was the same as it had always been.


Abby helpless under Aria’s touch, and Aria helpless under Abby’s touch.


All they had ever been, all they had ever managed to be, was reflections of one another other. And so, together they exploded in ecstasy, their legs drenched as fused *** spilled out of their cunts before dripping down onto the floor below.

loved the story excellent work my friend

[Spear]

Thanks a lot for this great and unusual story!!
I enjoyed it immensely.

As for ideas for a story with the younger sisters (who where my favorite by the way), well for me: less sweaty socks :-) aside from that, some cosplay would be cool, something with armor and lots of leather and steel :-)

[Lotus9]

Thanks a lot for this great and unusual story!!
I enjoyed it immensely.

As for ideas for a story with the younger sisters (who where my favorite by the way), well for me: less sweaty socks :-) aside from that, some cosplay would be cool, something with armor and lots of leather and steel :-)

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it though! I am sorry to say this epilogue/side story will have more sweat/scent stuff, at least before they start fighting in VR. You can always skip past that if it isn't for you though.

[Spear]

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it though! I am sorry to say this epilogue/side story will have more sweat/scent stuff, at least before they start fighting in VR. You can always skip past that if it isn't for you though.

and that is perfectly fine, each and every one of us in our little community has his own unique twists and fetishes.
Write the stuff that floats YOUR boat, because no one else will.

E.g. no one focuses as much as I like, on flat bellies rubbing together and navels touching (well, JB has his moments) so I have to write that myself :-)

Keep up your good work

[MR_TJ]

Absolutely phenomenal story! I love the look alike and even struggles! This reads like the PIXIV fights are given.

loved the Lucy video game characters fighting and the double KO moves they would do… such as the goo girls combining.. conjoining into 1 Lucy… it would have been super cool and I thought it was gonna happen in the lab finisher was they both drink or take a pill that turned them to futa.. meaning a secret character or cheat code to beat the other haha.

keep making amazing stories!

-TJ

[Lotus9]

Absolutely phenomenal story! I love the look alike and even struggles! This reads like the PIXIV fights are given.

loved the Lucy video game characters fighting and the double KO moves they would do… such as the goo girls combining.. conjoining into 1 Lucy… it would have been super cool and I thought it was gonna happen in the lab finisher was they both drink or take a pill that turned them to futa.. meaning a secret character or cheat code to beat the other haha.

keep making amazing stories!

-TJ

Thank you! Super glad you enjoyed the video game stuff, it was my favorite bit to write! I am going to carry along that line with their sidestory/ spin off / whatever. That futa idea is very good too...