Playing with yourself, but with yourself
Something's off.
You can feel it in your head, in your heart, in your bones, something's different and wrong. It's pulling at your psyche, like someone's trying to claw out from a under a sea of gelatin. When you go to sleep you hear it speaking to you, but you can't remember what it said when you wake up. Looking at yourself in the mirror, it's like there's a silhouette behind you. You try to ignore it as best you can, going along with your day but it keeps nagging at you. It's like someone's following you at all times, and nothing you do can shake them. Stepping into the shower, you let the hot water run down your skin and through your long white hair. You need to relax, the stress is eating away at you. Turning away from the showerhead to reach for a bottle of shampoo, you feel the clasp of a hand on your shoulder and freeze in place. You know for a fact that there's nobody in the shower with you, but the grip is unmistakable. Turning back around quickly, the pressure on your shoulder disappears. Covering yourself instinctively, you look around for any sign of something amiss inside your bathroom. Nothing looks different, everything is the same as you left it when you entered the shower. Raising the temperature, you finish showering as quickly as possible, steaming out the entire bathroom and fogging up the mirror.
Wrapping a towel around yourself as you step out from the shower, you try to forget the feeling of the phantom hand, patting yourself dry. Tying your hair back into twin tails, you give it one last shake before slipping a pair of black panties up your legs. Thankfully you don't have anything important to do today, you don't think you could handle going outside like this. Brushing off your shoulder once more, you try to shake off the feeling of the touch. A wave of exhaustion washes over you and you decide to forgo the bra and head straight to bed. Your feet drag as if encased in concrete as you stumble your way to the bedroom, propping yourself up against the wall and furniture. Curtains of black fall across your eyes briefly with each step but you force yourself to continue, clawing your way up the mattress. The moment your head hits the pillow, you pass out and strange nightmares come to you once again. Before your eyes shut completely, you see the outline of someone standing over you.
A hand across your mouth jolts you awake, cutting off your scream and keeping your head pinned down against the mattress. Paralyzed, your limbs refuse to move as your eyes regain focus. The hand keeping you silent is firm, but also still dainty. If you had to guess, you would say it belonged to a woman. You feel something brush against your skin and as your eyes adjust to the darkness, you can see the shapely legs of a woman standing next to your bed, long blue hair dangling behind her. Giving a confused and muffled protest into her hand, you find yourself looking into your own eyes. Another Yozo smiles down at you, everything is exactly the same down to the perky ears and long fluffy tail. The only difference between the two of you, as far as you can tell, is her hair is a light shade of blue. Regaining movement in your limbs, you grab her wrist and pull yourself free, shifting yourself to the far side of the bed and sitting up.
"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" you ask, pulling the sheets up to cover yourself.
"I'm you, can't you tell?" the blue haired double crawls up onto the bed, creeping towards you slowly. Grabbing you by the ankle, she pulls you underneath her and pins you to the bed. Her breasts press against your own as she cradles your head with one hand, staring into your eyes.
"Wait, this has to be a dream... How are you..." before you can finish your thought, your clone pulls you into a kiss, her tongue slipping past your lips. Her knee slides up between your own, rubbing against your panties, and a wave of heat flushes across your skin. Meeting her tongue with yours, they wrestle briefly before she pulls away and sits up.
"What happened?... Who are you, really?" you pant, watching her undo her corset and toss it aside.
"I already told you, I'm you. I'm all your stress and pent up emotions, here to make you relax" your doppelganger lies down beside you, one hand wandering down your midriff as she hooks your leg with hers. As she pulls your legs open, her fingers slip under your panty line, rubbing you slowly until she feels you're wet enough to penetrate.
"I... I can't..." you moan as her fingers work their way inside you. You try to close your legs but she keeps you still, her lips dancing up and down your neck. She knows just where to touch you, and before long your hips are arching up, your body's shaking, and you're biting your lip as you clench around her fingers and cum.
Collapsing back on the bed, you try to catch your breath as the other you brings her fingers to your lips. Before you realize what you're doing, your tongue swirls around her fingers licking them clean and drawing them into your mouth. Sucking softly, you feel them slide back and forth as she pulls you closer.
"There, isn't that better?" she whispers, kissing your cheek. You nod slowly, her fingers slipping out from your lips.
"I think I should return the favor" turning to her, you kiss her again delicately, pulling her hips to yours.
"Mmm... I agree" she replies, pushing you onto your back and crawling over you. Placing her knees on either side of your head, she lowers herself onto your face slowly and you can feel the heat coming from her. Reaching up, you wrap your arms around her thighs and pull her into place, letting her rest on your tongue. You hear a faint moan as you begin licking, swirling your tongue and driving it deep inside her slit. Gripping her thighs, you pull her tighter and work your tongue faster, focusing on her clit and lapping excitedly. Your mouth is soaked in a combination of her juices and your own saliva but you don't mind, all you can think about is making your other self cum.
Closing your eyes, you focus on the taste of yourself on your tongue, keeping your double as still as you can as she trembles above you. Her tail swishes against your stomach lightly, tickling you, but you try to contain your giggles. Squeezing your head between her thighs, the other Yozo grips the headboard as you eat her out, her hips beginning to rock back and forth involuntarily.
"Fu... -ng to.. mmmm..." you make out from between her legs, her motions becoming more erratic. Extending your tongue, you let her ride your face until she hunches over, shaking and soaking your lips with her own orgasm. You can hear her moaning even with her legs crushing your head. Holding on for dear life, you lick desperately until she finally pulls off and falls next to you, trembling.
"Fuck, that was amazing..." she pants, her breasts heaving with every breath.
"Alright, your turn" she whispers, pulling you close and kissing along your collarbone. Running your fingers through her hair, you guide her down slowly, her tongue tracing around your nipple as her lips close around it. Gasping softly, you pull her hair, biting your lip as she swirls her tongue across your skin and squeezes your tits gently. Shivers dance down your spine while she plays with your body, heat building up inside you. Pulling away slightly, your twin reaches beside the bed to pull out something from your night stand. You watch as she brings a thick purple strap-on to her hips, securing each strap as the head of the fake cock nudges your stomach.
"I forgot I had that..." you mumble, reaching down to feel the heft.
"Yeah, well I didn't" she chuckles, raising your hips and sliding a pillow underneath. Gripping you tight, she holds you still as she lines up the head of her toy against your dripping mound. You can feel it stretch you open as her hips drive forward, gripping the bedsheets tighter with every new inch. Finally, she bottoms out inside you and holds still, letting you adjust to the thick toy filling you up.
"I hope you're ready" your double whispers, pulling back slowly until just the head remains inside you. You open your mouth to reply but all that comes out is a cry of pleasure as she slams it back in. All you can do is hang on as her hips hammer into yours, the toy battering your insides until your legs shake uncontrollably. With your hips angled up your clone has perfect access to your clit, and she takes full advantage, her thumb playing with your button alongside her constant pounding. You're already riding an orgasm and tightening up around the toy, when she presses the palm of her hand gently against your lower stomach and thrusts harder. The pressure triggers another massive orgasm and you let out a scream as your whole body turns numb, vision fading while you shake helplessly under your twin.
"P...please... st... wai..." you babble, trying to regain your senses. The unrelenting assault leaves you breathless, and the pillow under you soaked. She just grins and pulls you onto her toy harder, enjoying the sight of your trembling form beneath her.
You're not sure how long you spend cumming endlessly at the end of your doppelganger's strap-on but you can start to see sunlight peek through your blinds. Finally, she slows down and pulls the dripping toy from your pussy, letting you fall spent into the bed.
"Feeling better?" she teases, brushing your hair from your eyes as she lies beside you. All you can do is groan quietly, nuzzling her as she pulls a blanket over your shivering form and pulls you close. Your eyes flutter briefly, falling shut as the sun rises. Birds chirp awake outside your window but your chest rises and falls softly as you drift off to sleep, finally calm and at peace.
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