Mia finished washing off for the second time. What had started with a kiss had turned into two hours of enthusiastic fucking.
She had been anything but a blushing virgin before contracting Gay Pride, and then an eager participant in the Pride's hedonistic orgies; but never anything like this. The touch of smooth sensitive skin against womanly curves, ample soft breasts pressed together. Their lovemaking was slow and sensual, a deep sexual massage of the soul.
They took turns showering to clean up, but Mia's doppelganger had interrupted with an erect cock and a dirty smirk. Mia let her clone tittyfuck her ample D cups, knowing the favor would be returned later.
As Mia exited the bathroom, wrapped in a robe. She was glad she had held onto her clothes, though some adjustments would be needed as she was a little taller and had a even better figure now.
'You know, we need to work out our names. We can't both be Mia. I know we also like our middle name, one of us can be Eliza.'
'I was thinking that too... Surprise I know. rock paper scissors for Mia rights?
As the faced up, both were chuckling at the absurdity.
'Rock Paper Scissors SHOOT!'
Double rock.
'Rock Paper Scissors SHOOT!'
Double scissors.
They were both laughing now.
'Rock Paper Scissors SHOOT!'
Double rock again.
'Ok plan B. Coin flip. Heads says I'm Mia.'
The coin spun in the air and fell to the floor.
'Tails! Suck it Eliza!'
The newly renamed Eliza just grinned back and slid her hand inside her robe.
'No, I lost, so I think sucking it is the least you can do to make it up to me.'
Mia stuck her tongue out. 'Funny, growing up we always wanted a sister.'
'This is even better, a sister... with benefits.'
Eliza started to move towards her twin.
'It'll have to wait, I ordered us a late dinner. Two orders of rigatoni carbonara and extra garlic bread.'
Eliza shook her head, of course Mia would know exactly what to order.
The doorbell rang, Mia answered and found a middle aged asian woman holding their order. On the short side with a slight paunch, and crows feet at the corners of her eyes, she seemed too old for this type of work. She carried herself with a weary tiredness, her black hair showing a few grays, cut into a low maintenance bob.
'Hi, hold on a sec, my sister will grab the money.'
Mia took the bag, the delivery woman making a face as Mia's still wet hands brushed hers.
As Eliza paid the woman, her eyes seemed to lose focus, sweat appearing on her brow. 'I... I need to sit a moment. I'm sorry'. Mia lead the woman over to the sofa, providing more support with each step as the delivery girl became increasingly unsteady.
'uughhh. I'm burning up!' The asian woman tore at her blouse, ripping the buttons off. Her skin was rippling.
Mia and Eliza looked at each other. 'Oh fuck. Chrysalis.'
The delivery girl had shed the last of her clothing, and fell to her knees on the floor. Her hands reached up and grabbed the sides of her head. Abruptly she pulled, her skin tearing away in two swaths all the way to her hips. Exposed underneath was smooth flawless pale skin, thick raven hair falling back over her shoulders and down past her waist.
Mia and Eliza stumbled into motion and helped pull the last of the old skin off her.
The delivery girl wasn't recognizable as the same person. Her face was a perfect vision of Japanese beauty, fine featured with wide dark eyes. She looked to be in her late teens. Her breasts were gentle teardrops with small dark nipples, probably a C cup. A very slender waist led to gently flaring hips. A generous male package was tucked between soft thighs.
She had a dazed look on her face, looking back and forth between Mia and Eliza.
Mia spoke first. 'Can you hear me? Do you know where you are?'
'I... No. Who are you?'
There was a pause.
'Who am I?'
The twins looked at each other. The newly transformed girl seemed simply confused, not actually frightened.
'Come here and sit down, we'll explain it all to you over dinner.' Eliza ran and grabbed a spare robe for the girl.
Over food and a magnum bottle of shiraz, they gave their entire story. The nameless girl listened attentively and even asked some questions as they went, her calmness very unnerving.
When they finished there was an awkward silence. Their guest walked over to the discarded clothing on the floor. Opening the purse, she pulled out a driver's license.
'Himari Takana'
'She looks sad.'
The awkwardness was intolerable.
The girl turned and faced them, an intense look in her face.
'I think Keiko suits me much better.'
She abruptly opened her robe, which fell to the floor.
The twins eyes went wide, Kieko's cock was rock hard, and a trail of juices glistened down her inner thigh.
'And you two bitches fucking owe me.'
She advanced on them, scooping up her belt from the floor without breaking stride.