生意気系幼なじみ（フタナリ）が増殖してお互いを煽り合って負け合う話-EN #1

In the dark room, two moist breaths are exhaled. AKARI: “Come on, go ahead, go ahead and come♥” YUKARI: “It's okay, you know, just give in♥” There were two women there, so strikingly similar at first glance they were almost indistinguishable. AKARI and YUKARI. They were childhood friends, remarkably alike. Completely naked, they exposed their white skin without hesitation, using every part of their bodies, brimming with feminine allure, to drive each other to climax. AKARI and YUKARI were having sex in the so-called 69 position, peering into each other's crotches. They licked each other's labia, lapping up the seemingly endless flow of love juices, mixing saliva with it and rubbing it all over the labia. And the most striking physical feature of AKARI and YUKARI, their I-cup breasts, were sandwiching each other's penises, stroking them up and down. Their other defining physical characteristic was undoubtedly these massive cocks... their futanari. These two female bodies, brimming with sexual appeal through their large breasts and large penises, were now violating each other, struggling to bring the other to climax. This intercourse was far from the tender mutual care of lovers; it resembled a sex battle, each trying to dominate the other and clearly establish superiority. The relationship between AKARI and YUKARI, childhood friends, was twisted. AKARI treated YUKARI as her subordinate, wanting to use her as a subordinate or an outlet for her sexual desires. YUKARI treated AKARI as her subordinate, wanting to use her as a subordinate or an outlet for her sexual desires. The result of these completely incompatible desires colliding head-on was that the two began routinely engaging in duels through sex battles, becoming a relationship where they tried to train each other into sex slaves. Or perhaps, if they had settled things early, if one had dominated the other, their lives might have been somewhat better. After all, their abilities were perfectly matched. Their physical attack and defense power were identical. In terms of technique too, both relentlessly honed their skills, using each other as guinea pigs while stealing each other's moves, resulting in perfectly balanced abilities. Consequently, they ended up sharing skin daily, repeatedly climaxing together with the very person who should have been their sex slave. AKARI: “Come already♥ Come already, you pathetic little dick♥ Loser dick, just shoot it out already♥♥” YUKARI: “Lose already♥ Lose already, you pathetic little dick♥ A losing dick should just spill it all out♥♥” AKARI & YUKARI: "Moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Every day was a muddy sex battle. When would this ever end? Well, it couldn't be helped that she and this guy were equally matched, but if only she could somehow increase her combat power... Thinking such things, the two slowly drifted off into a drowsy state, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the post-ejaculation pleasure. Was it because she wished for such a thing? AKARI stared blankly at the other AKARI who had appeared before her. She couldn't make sense of it. She was standing right in front of herself. Whose god's whim had created this abnormal situation? For a moment, the possibility of it being a fake or someone in disguise crossed her mind, but the fact that this other AKARI resembled her even more than YUKARI did, she could only resign herself to accepting it as some kind of supernatural phenomenon. Akari: “Well, honestly, I don't get it either.” Akari: “Right. That's it! The two of us... let's just rape YUKARI.” Simply doubling our forces. Couldn't we overwhelm and crush YUKARI one-sidedly? Break through this situation in one fell swoop. Become YUKARI's master. Imagining it sent a dark, thrilling pleasure coursing through my body. That expression was lewd, forming a smile. A somewhat mocking, insolent smile. The two AKARI flashed that smile and immediately turned back toward YUKARI. There were two YUKARI. Meaning, not only had he doubled, but YUKARI had also doubled. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI “Huh? What?” AKARI “Oh, come on...” AKARI “So you doubled too?” YUKARI “So, nothing's changed after all.” YUKARI “Ugh...” In the end, they hadn't gained any decisive advantage. Even if their own forces doubled, it meant nothing if the enemy's forces also doubled. No, worse than meaningless—they even feared the battle might become even more brutal. But. Even so. AKARI looked at each other. Having fallen asleep after sex, and because of this situation afterward, all four were completely naked. Their bright gray-brown short hair was slightly disheveled. There was a sensual air about them. A hint of excitement flickered in her black eyes, which seemed to have a slight purple tint. The four stood up and approached each other, forming a circle... or rather, a square with each other's bodies as the sides, in the order: AKARI, Yukari, AKARI, Yukari. Even without an overwhelming advantage for any one of them, pure curiosity and excitement made them want to try it. Akari: “Well, let's give it a try.” YUKARI: “Maybe we could win, after all.” Akari: “Huh? We're the ones who win, right?” YUKARI: “Yeah, yeah, good luck with that.” As always, they taunted each other. Akari looked at YUKARI on either side of her. YUKARI looked at AKARI on either side of her. She thought again how strange the situation was. But even if it was strange, the boundless curiosity about what would happen if the four of them fought together surged within her. Among the four bodies, the first to start the struggle were those large breasts. Four pairs of eight breasts, I-cup breasts overflowing from slightly petite bodies. They pressed together with immense volume. They maintained a perfect balance of firmness and softness, forming a surface of flesh with a certain geometric beauty. The sight was likely due to Akari and YUKARI's breasts sharing identical firmness and softness, each doubled in quantity. The four pressed in from all sides, initiating a breast-to-breast shoving match. Any tiny gap became a space they sought to invade. Once all gaps vanished, they now tried to overwhelm and push out the breasts of their immediate neighbors, each vying to secure space for their own. A breast-to-breast shoving match, a territorial battle. However, as expected, a breast territorial battle between those possessing identical breasts resulted in no clear advantage for either side. If the battle had tilted even slightly, it could have been the trigger to crush the opponent completely, but not even the slightest difference emerged, nor was there any room for complacency. AKARI: “You're really going for it, YUKARI-chan?” YUKARI: “That's you, isn't it? I can tell you're sweating, you know?” AKARI: “But you're the one breathing heavily?” YUKARI: “You're the one. You're putting all your strength into it, aren't you?” Pushing directly from the front yields no advantage. With no other choice, AKARI and YUKARI simultaneously began twisting their breasts inward instead of pushing them straight forward. They started attacking each other not just by compressing the other's breasts, but by digging into them. But even this ended up being nothing more than a stalemate. Eight breasts writhed, eight nipples pushed toward a single central point, and then they ground and crushed each other. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI: “Mmh, hiiii♥♥” Voices inevitably escaped them. Of course, it was unavoidable as a reaction to the stimulation. But the four cheeky girls weren't about to let that go unnoticed. AKARI, AKARI: “There it is, your losing cry ♥♥” YUKARI, YUKARI: “Because you love it when we do this to your nipples, don't you ♥♥” Crunch! Crunch! AKARI, AKARI, YUKARI, YUKARI: “Mmmph, mmmphhhhh ♥♥” The four girls, who wouldn't hesitate to ignore their own pain if it meant making their opponent moan and provoking them, deliberately thrust out their nipples, forcing the eight nipples to crush against each other. This wasn't like the fluke stimulation from before. It was continuous, persistent, relentless nipple-on-nipple torment, and then nipple-on-nipple retaliation. A dense, fleshy sensation absolutely impossible to experience when it was just Akari and Yukari. In this moment, all four of them thought the same thing simultaneously. Hey, maybe having sex with all four of us is kind of nice. And that feeling showed on all four of their faces. In other words, they were lusting after the other three, including their own duplicates. Akari: “Huh? Did I fall for you?” YUKARI “That's more like it! You two... no, all three of you like me, right?” Akari: “Huh? You three like me, right?” YUKARI: “Eh? That's a bit of a misunderstanding, and it's annoying.” The slightly mocking, condescending glances that had been directed from AKARI to YUKARI, and from YUKARI to AKARI, were now directed at the other three. AKARI: “Fine, whatever. I'll take down YUKARI, AKARI, and YUKARI—all of you.” YUKARI: “Fine, whatever. I'll take down AKARI, YUKARI, and AKARI—all of you.” These four, each possessing a childish need to be number one, ended up engaging in a sex battle that turned even their own allies into enemies. Simply put, if the other three banded together, they would definitely lose. Making everyone else an enemy was nothing short of a bad move. However, both AKARI and YUKARI knew each other's personalities inside out, and because of that, they were certain it wouldn't become one-on-three. It would absolutely become one-on-one-on-one-on-one. They could state it with absolute certainty, especially for AKARI and YUKARI, whose pride was sky-high and who looked down on each other. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI “We've decided♥ We'll make all three of you our sex slaves♥♥” At that moment, the image that flashed through all four minds was themselves violently raping the other three. The very thought of raping even themselves sent an unstoppable wave of excitement surging through them. The proof of that excitement was most evident in their lower bodies. Within the square cage formed by their bodies, four erect penises stood tall. Pressed together, the precum overflowing from their glans rubbed against each other, mixing together. It was impossible to tell whose juices were staining whom, but every glans was coated in a slick, slippery liquid. Akari and YUKARI grabbed all four massive cocks together with both hands. Then, with four pairs of hands—eight hands total—they began stroking all four massive cocks, including their own. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI: “Fuuuguh♥♥... Kwoo...♥♥” All four hard penises were being stroked together by soft hands. Moreover, their hips naturally began to undulate, causing shafts to rub against shafts, glans to crush against glans. The diverse stimulation—hardness and softness, intensity and gentleness—made the penises feel like they were about to explode any second. AKARI: “Mmm...♥ Huh? Already losing?” YUKARI: “Mmm...♥ Are you just a weakling dick that loses so easily?” AKARI: “Mmm...♥ I'm hanging in there for a weakling, aren't I? ♥” YUKARI: “Mmm...♥ Come on, try harder♥ Try harder♥” Despite being in the exact same dire situation, the four of them egged each other on, making the four penises grow even harder with irritation. It was as if they were so angry their veins were popping out. When one penis, one glans, trembled with excitement, the other three were pushed or scraped by its glans. That stimulation made those three tremble in turn, pushing and scraping the others again. Furthermore, the four hips swayed back and forth, the penises themselves rubbed against each other up and down, and separately, they were stroked by both hands. It was already the limit. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI: “Getting rubbed by a male cock makes me feel so good, you worthless female cock♥♥ Cum already♥ Cum already♥♥♥♥” As if to deliver the final blow, provoked like that, the four penises finally reached climax. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI: “......Ohhhhh♥♥♥♥” Burrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!! A pathetic, short sound—neither a moan nor a scream—escaped from the depths of his throat as thick semen erupted. The semen fired from their glans collided mid-air, mingled, then splattered with force, coating their bellies and lower breasts thickly. The excessively viscous semen clung to each other's bodies, defiling them. Within the pooled mixture of semen, sperm cells fought to violate each other, killing and destroying one another. AKARI, AKARI, YUKARI, YUKARI: “Ooh♥ Weakling cocks♥ Fucking weakling cocks♥♥” The words, uttered like a delirious murmur, were unclear—whether they stemmed from frustration at their own penises' inadequacy or were taunts directed at others. As for the four enormous penises—far too massive to be called pathetic—they were now slick with each other's semen, dripping from their glans. Coated in a mixture of four types of semen, including their own, they rubbed it into each other, grinding their massive bodies together as if smearing it on. Akari・Akari・Yukari・Yukari: "We lost to the male wankers, you pathetic cocks♥♥　Still gonna fight back?“ AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI: ”Huh? You're the ones who lost, you shitty weakling cocks, right? Trying to wriggle out of it is lame, you know?♥♥ Come on, lose again♥ It's okay to lose♥♥♥♥" AKARI, AKARI, YUKARI, YUKARI: “Loser♥ Loser♥ Loser loser loser, loser dick♥♥♥♥” AKARI, AKARI, YUKARI, YUKARI: “~~~~♥♥♥♥” The four taunted each other, the four argued back, the four taunted each other again. The four penises took that sweet stimulation head-on, unable to endure it. Finally, unable to hold out even from the taunting at each other's ears, they trembled and twitched, ejaculating intermittently. Penis after penis ejaculated twice, thrice. Their synchronization at this moment was perfect. Even in this moment of irregular ejaculation, they ejaculated in exact unison, in exact equal numbers. AKARI and YUKARI, through long-term mutual violation or mutual training, had come to derive pleasure from the very state of climaxing “simultaneously.” The sense of dominance from making the other climax, The humiliation of being made to climax by the other, The strange relief that they were equals, that they were the same. The reassurance that this relationship, this endless battle, could be sustained. Because AKARI and YUKARI had only ever engaged in intercourse as equals, mutually defeating each other, they had trained each other thoroughly to find excitement and pleasure in the very situation of mutual defeat. Even without conscious intent, thousands upon thousands of simultaneous climaxes had naturally trained them to be this way. And now, with AKARI becoming two, and YUKARI becoming two. The four attacked each other in exactly the same way, and reached climax in exactly the same way. For these four, who could be called mutual destruction junkies, this became the ultimate sensation of supreme pleasure. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI “Mooooooooooohhhhh♥♥♥♥” Their bodies trembled, ejaculating once more. And from their labia, squirt gushed forth. Their jaws were raised, drool dripping from the corners of their mouths. Their eyes rolled upward, clearly unfocused. It must have been an overwhelmingly intense climax. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, the four lost their balance and collapsed spiraling to the right. AKARI and YUKARI remained dazed for a moment, but as their thoughts gradually returned, their eyes were drawn to what lay before them. Before Akari lay YUKARI's pure white, plump thigh, and before YUKARI lay AKARI's pure white, plump thigh. They embraced each other's thighs, kissing the inner thighs while adjusting their positions. Fingers slipped into the visible labia, swirling and stirring with a squelching sound. AKARI... AKARI... YUKARI... YUKARI... “Mmmph, kufu... uhh... ♥” Gritting her teeth, muffled moans escaped her. To gasp easily would be like admitting weakness. Trying desperately not to show it, she clenched her teeth, enduring the pleasure while stimulating her labia, then thrusting her finger deep inside her vagina. Inside, she was completely wet, waiting to be penetrated. Begging for it. As she stimulated those hungry lips, the cock that had climaxed so intensely earlier gradually regained its presence and hardness. Feeling the sheer size of the cock so close, both AKARI and YUKARI felt their feminine desires begin to boil. Should they straddle this cock like a reverse rape? But doing that would likely result in him cumming inside them. While making him ejaculate and climax might be a victory, getting creampied wasn't appealing either. The four decided to envelop the massive cock before them with their own breast flesh. They created the illusion of the penis being inserted from above into the valley formed by their large breasts. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI: “Fugiiii!?!?!” The soft yet firm feel of flesh, the penis enveloped by taut breast flesh. That sensation was enough to make the penis fully erect in one blow. The cock, which had been slowly growing larger while pleasure built up from having its labia played with, suddenly stood rigid, heated, and trembled. AKARI・AKARI・YUKARI・YUKARI “Ahh♥ Did you like titfucking that much?”