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Her girlfriend Katey had a family matter that required her to be out of town for the afternoon, leaving the poor hermaphrodite without her favorite feline in the world. The two blonde-haired mice were students at Keystone Catholic High going by their uniforms and the crosses which hung from their necks, both of whom had been talking with one another until they noticed the towering figure blocking their path. Almost in synch they turned to look at her with a measure of surprise on their faces. “Oh my,” Said the mouse on the left, bangs left to drape in front of her forehead while the rest was tied back in a braid. The one on the right, gracing the world with a cute pixie cut, elbowed her sibling lightly in the side before turning back to Jean. “I’m sorry. You startled us. And your attire is so…” Jean watched as gears turned inside the girl’s head, trying to think of a nice way to describe the habitual outfit she wore. Spiked collar, fishnet top, a sling for her junk, and a pair of open toed wedge heels. All the better to show off the powerful body and gifts her mother had provided her with. Looking at the conservative school uniform gracing both nubile young bodies, Jean felt it was best if she choose the words to describe her outfit. “...revealing?” She said with a smile riding the edge between roguish and predator.\n\nThe mouse with the ponytail clapped her hands. “Yes!” Without an ounce of shame she held out her hand for Jean to take. Bemused at the reaction to her teasing and presence, Jean did so. “It’s so bold of you to do so.” That was a compliment, she thought, as she shook a hand swallowed up inside her own. “What my sister Shannon means to say is that we’ve never met a hermaphrodite in person before.” Another round of handshaking followed as Jean wondered what sort of rock these two lived under to have that lack of experience. Not that her gender was common, but they weren’t hard to run across in town either. “So we shouldn’t judge you for your choice in clothing.” One raised eyebrow followed that remark and Shannon was now the one to elbow her sister. “Sarah, that wasn’t very nice.” It wasn’t hard to notice the tension between the siblings, so Jean just raised a hand and put forth a bit of that commanding presence she’d gotten use to using lately. “Look, it’s fine. You two didn’t mean anything by it.” Both of them seem to become mollified by the third-party intervention. “My name is Jean. And if you’d be interesting in learning more about hermaphrodites, I’d be happy to tell you two all about us.” Jean had an odd hunch about these two. Gals like these were often pretty sheltered. She ought to take advantage of that. “How about I walk the two of you home and we can talk for a bit? Get to know each other a bit better.” Neither of them hesitated. They thought it would be ‘cool to hang out with a hermaphrodite.\n\nTheir house was in one of those three story places in the upper-class part of town, as you had to be from a rich family to go to an private school like these two did. Once inside she managed to convince them that their room was the best place. Less chance of a parent coming across them, which made Sarah explain that their parents worked most of the time and wouldn’t be back until pretty late. “Great. Gives us lots of time.” Jean had said, unable to believe her luck. From there she introduced the two of them to the hermaphrodite lifestyle. First explaining her homelife, telling them about her mom and two sisters, how she’d grown up without a father but that hadn’t bothered her very much. Eventually she’d moved onto more immediate differences by stripping naked in front of the two mousey twins. More than their lack of exposure to herms, more than taking a stranger home, more than letting her come up to their room, it had been the way both girls’ cheeks had lit up with a brilliant red blush matched only by a look of utter shock that Jean realized the truth.\n\nBoth of them were innocent. Pure, innocent, virginal fruits ripe for the plucking.\n\nJean took it slow. Slow for someone like her, at least. A whole five minutes passed before she’d been able to convince the two of them to remove their clothing. “You’re sisters and twins, so what’s it matter? And this is all just educational.” Jean had told them and seen Sarah strip first, surprisingly, as Sharron followed soon afterwards. Practice with dozens upon dozens of playthings served her well as she was able to arouse each of them further while making it seem like only cursory examinations. “You can’t learn if I just tell you. You have to feel the difference.” Was how she’d gotten the both of them to stroke her own shaft to hardness. Neither of them did much more than squirm as thick fingers stroked their soft, wet, hot cunts to readiness. Their panting breath showing how the torrent of pheromones from Jean and the close contact was beginning to play havoc with their minds. Eventually the dominant figure in the room knew she could push them to the next step.\n\nShannon had been the first, as she’d made sounds akin to discomfort, tinged with hints of arousal and lust. The discomfort would fade. It always did. Jean was forced to push in barely a half of the shaft before she’d found the mouse’s limit. A tiny hint of blood betrayed a lost virginity. Off to the side Sarah would watch the taming of her twin with a face that seemed to express horror, fascination, jealousy, and arousal. At the end when her sister laid face down and ass up on the bed, her belly swollen and her gaping cunt leaking, Jean was able to order the perky mouse to line up next to her sibling. The repeat performance ended with much the same result, although Shannon barely seemed to recognize what was happening until close to the end. She found it rather amusing to find out the two were identical in every regard when it came to their bodies.\n\nIn the afterglow Jean had taken to fumbling the two siblings into a selfie. Sarah had been thoroughly exhausted by her first time. Partly because she’d been so pent up as to not pace herself with the inexperienced mouse. As Jean pulled Sarah in the mouse did seem to take heart from the contact with her new lover and smiled happily, blissful and uncaring of the phone looming above her. It’d been hard to keep Shannon off her shaft, the ponytailed sibling treating hermcock like her new focus of worship. So the herm had just let the mouse plant lipstick marks across her nuts and squeeze out as much seed as was still left. Both of them were happy as could be while the phone took a snapshot of their fall from grace, the captured moment of post-conquest bliss reflected on Jean’s face in her typical smug predatory grin. Seed oozing from their cunts was captured in high definition. Picture perfect quality of a pair of saintly young lasses fallen from grace to join in the carnal congregation that was Jean’s daily life. Ruined for all those nice boys their parents were probably going to push the twins towards, limp-dicked wimps who’d be too nervous to take advantage of such a fine piece of ass as Sarah or Shannon. And with the push of a button, Katey would see what Jean had been up to over the weekend.\n\nWith a soft ring not ten seconds later, Jean had her reply from the feline.\n\n‘Could you make them kiss?’ Katey texted with emoji hearts at the end.\n\n‘Like a peck on the lips?’ Jean replied in jest, already knowing the answer.\n\n‘Tongue. Lots of tongue.’ A follow-up came quickly, a devilish smiley face showing her mood. ‘You know I love watching straight girls kissing.’\n\nAnd so it began. Jean would give the two physically and mentally exhausted girls commands, supplied by Katey over the phone, and would take photographs of them. Their first kiss came about with neither reluctance or enthusiasm. Just obedience. But as time passed, as the sensations of pleasure came, the passion began to spring forth. Muttered mentioning of how ‘good girls don’t kiss girls’ would catch Jean’s ear every so often, before being drowned beneath another torrid incesteous kiss. To some degree she suspected that the way both of them tasted much like her had helped them at the beginning. But now? Katey told them to kiss, to finger one another, to lick and kiss and bite their bodies all over and they obeyed all too eagerly. A lifetime of obedience to authority figures had resulted in this scenario. As Sara rode Shannon’s face to yet another climax, the ones they’d given each other starting to approach the ones Jean had provided each of them, the predator continued to document the progress of the sisters. Not blackmail material, for Jean owned them both in a way that fear or guilt never would. Nor was it a record of their time together, for she would be seeing these two again soon. This was temptation. Not for Jean, but Katey.\n\nWhen the lithe feline came back she would turn the twins into the finest cunt-licking lesbian sluts possible. The only cock they’d touch would be on a herm. Mostly Jeans’ in all honesty. Although now, she doubted either mouse would be able to ever say no if another strange herm came across them and wanted to use them. Even as they fell into blissful slumber they’d spent the last of their strength to pull themselves over and curl up with Jean. Smiles on their faces and round little bellies that were giving her ideas...after all, if her mother Terry could do it, why not her?\n\nMaybe twins would run in the family. ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Story blurb by Reality Rabbit

It had been a Friday afternoon when Jean had met the twins. Her girlfriend Katey had a family matter that required her to be out of town for the afternoon, leaving the poor hermaphrodite without her favorite feline in the world. The two blonde-haired mice were students at Keystone Catholic High going by their uniforms and the crosses which hung from their necks, both of whom had been talking with one another until they noticed the towering figure blocking their path. Almost in synch they turned to look at her with a measure of surprise on their faces. “Oh my,” Said the mouse on the left, bangs left to drape in front of her forehead while the rest was tied back in a braid. The one on the right, gracing the world with a cute pixie cut, elbowed her sibling lightly in the side before turning back to Jean. “I’m sorry. You startled us. And your attire is so…” Jean watched as gears turned inside the girl’s head, trying to think of a nice way to describe the habitual outfit she wore. Spiked collar, fishnet top, a sling for her junk, and a pair of open toed wedge heels. All the better to show off the powerful body and gifts her mother had provided her with. Looking at the conservative school uniform gracing both nubile young bodies, Jean felt it was best if she choose the words to describe her outfit. “...revealing?” She said with a smile riding the edge between roguish and predator.

The mouse with the ponytail clapped her hands. “Yes!” Without an ounce of shame she held out her hand for Jean to take. Bemused at the reaction to her teasing and presence, Jean did so. “It’s so bold of you to do so.” That was a compliment, she thought, as she shook a hand swallowed up inside her own. “What my sister Shannon means to say is that we’ve never met a hermaphrodite in person before.” Another round of handshaking followed as Jean wondered what sort of rock these two lived under to have that lack of experience. Not that her gender was common, but they weren’t hard to run across in town either. “So we shouldn’t judge you for your choice in clothing.” One raised eyebrow followed that remark and Shannon was now the one to elbow her sister. “Sarah, that wasn’t very nice.” It wasn’t hard to notice the tension between the siblings, so Jean just raised a hand and put forth a bit of that commanding presence she’d gotten use to using lately. “Look, it’s fine. You two didn’t mean anything by it.” Both of them seem to become mollified by the third-party intervention. “My name is Jean. And if you’d be interesting in learning more about hermaphrodites, I’d be happy to tell you two all about us.” Jean had an odd hunch about these two. Gals like these were often pretty sheltered. She ought to take advantage of that. “How about I walk the two of you home and we can talk for a bit? Get to know each other a bit better.” Neither of them hesitated. They thought it would be ‘cool to hang out with a hermaphrodite.

Their house was in one of those three story places in the upper-class part of town, as you had to be from a rich family to go to an private school like these two did. Once inside she managed to convince them that their room was the best place. Less chance of a parent coming across them, which made Sarah explain that their parents worked most of the time and wouldn’t be back until pretty late. “Great. Gives us lots of time.” Jean had said, unable to believe her luck. From there she introduced the two of them to the hermaphrodite lifestyle. First explaining her homelife, telling them about her mom and two sisters, how she’d grown up without a father but that hadn’t bothered her very much. Eventually she’d moved onto more immediate differences by stripping naked in front of the two mousey twins. More than their lack of exposure to herms, more than taking a stranger home, more than letting her come up to their room, it had been the way both girls’ cheeks had lit up with a brilliant red blush matched only by a look of utter shock that Jean realized the truth.

Both of them were innocent. Pure, innocent, virginal fruits ripe for the plucking.

Jean took it slow. Slow for someone like her, at least. A whole five minutes passed before she’d been able to convince the two of them to remove their clothing. “You’re sisters and twins, so what’s it matter? And this is all just educational.” Jean had told them and seen Sarah strip first, surprisingly, as Sharron followed soon afterwards. Practice with dozens upon dozens of playthings served her well as she was able to arouse each of them further while making it seem like only cursory examinations. “You can’t learn if I just tell you. You have to feel the difference.” Was how she’d gotten the both of them to stroke her own shaft to hardness. Neither of them did much more than squirm as thick fingers stroked their soft, wet, hot cunts to readiness. Their panting breath showing how the torrent of pheromones from Jean and the close contact was beginning to play havoc with their minds. Eventually the dominant figure in the room knew she could push them to the next step.

Shannon had been the first, as she’d made sounds akin to discomfort, tinged with hints of arousal and lust. The discomfort would fade. It always did. Jean was forced to push in barely a half of the shaft before she’d found the mouse’s limit. A tiny hint of blood betrayed a lost virginity. Off to the side Sarah would watch the taming of her twin with a face that seemed to express horror, fascination, jealousy, and arousal. At the end when her sister laid face down and ass up on the bed, her belly swollen and her gaping cunt leaking, Jean was able to order the perky mouse to line up next to her sibling. The repeat performance ended with much the same result, although Shannon barely seemed to recognize what was happening until close to the end. She found it rather amusing to find out the two were identical in every regard when it came to their bodies.

In the afterglow Jean had taken to fumbling the two siblings into a selfie. Sarah had been thoroughly exhausted by her first time. Partly because she’d been so pent up as to not pace herself with the inexperienced mouse. As Jean pulled Sarah in the mouse did seem to take heart from the contact with her new lover and smiled happily, blissful and uncaring of the phone looming above her. It’d been hard to keep Shannon off her shaft, the ponytailed sibling treating hermcock like her new focus of worship. So the herm had just let the mouse plant lipstick marks across her nuts and squeeze out as much seed as was still left. Both of them were happy as could be while the phone took a snapshot of their fall from grace, the captured moment of post-conquest bliss reflected on Jean’s face in her typical smug predatory grin. Seed oozing from their cunts was captured in high definition. Picture perfect quality of a pair of saintly young lasses fallen from grace to join in the carnal congregation that was Jean’s daily life. Ruined for all those nice boys their parents were probably going to push the twins towards, limp-dicked wimps who’d be too nervous to take advantage of such a fine piece of ass as Sarah or Shannon. And with the push of a button, Katey would see what Jean had been up to over the weekend.

With a soft ring not ten seconds later, Jean had her reply from the feline.

‘Could you make them kiss?’ Katey texted with emoji hearts at the end.

‘Like a peck on the lips?’ Jean replied in jest, already knowing the answer.

‘Tongue. Lots of tongue.’ A follow-up came quickly, a devilish smiley face showing her mood. ‘You know I love watching straight girls kissing.’

And so it began. Jean would give the two physically and mentally exhausted girls commands, supplied by Katey over the phone, and would take photographs of them. Their first kiss came about with neither reluctance or enthusiasm. Just obedience. But as time passed, as the sensations of pleasure came, the passion began to spring forth. Muttered mentioning of how ‘good girls don’t kiss girls’ would catch Jean’s ear every so often, before being drowned beneath another torrid incesteous kiss. To some degree she suspected that the way both of them tasted much like her had helped them at the beginning. But now? Katey told them to kiss, to finger one another, to lick and kiss and bite their bodies all over and they obeyed all too eagerly. A lifetime of obedience to authority figures had resulted in this scenario. As Sara rode Shannon’s face to yet another climax, the ones they’d given each other starting to approach the ones Jean had provided each of them, the predator continued to document the progress of the sisters. Not blackmail material, for Jean owned them both in a way that fear or guilt never would. Nor was it a record of their time together, for she would be seeing these two again soon. This was temptation. Not for Jean, but Katey.

When the lithe feline came back she would turn the twins into the finest cunt-licking lesbian sluts possible. The only cock they’d touch would be on a herm. Mostly Jeans’ in all honesty. Although now, she doubted either mouse would be able to ever say no if another strange herm came across them and wanted to use them. Even as they fell into blissful slumber they’d spent the last of their strength to pull themselves over and curl up with Jean. Smiles on their faces and round little bellies that were giving her ideas...after all, if her mother Terry could do it, why not her?

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