Color - New Level

"Mary! Nice to see you again," I heard Rebecca say effusively before she hugged me. We were both childhood friends that had not seen each other for about 8 years and today we had arranged to meet in a bar.

"Rebecca! How have you been?" I said as I hugged her with my four arms, "I missed you so much."

“Same! Wow… LOOK AT YOU!” Rebecca said as she took time to look at my body, “I remember that I was the mutant and now you have passed me over” she finished laughing.

I was standing in front of Rebecca with all four of my arms sticking out of the butterfly sleeves of my oversized dress. Under the skirt, my four feet were visible in their respective heels. I had already been a short-humantaur for about 6 years.

We sat down to drink. Rebecca was the same as always. She was still the girl with the bunny ears, legs and tail, laughing and talkative. She told me about her life in Port Solei, her husband, her children and her personal projects. I talked about my career, my projects and how I had been living in several major cities on the East Coast.

"I am glad we could catch up," Rebecca mentioned, "but seriously… is there no one in your life?"

"Not really… and I honestly prefer it that way for the moment," I said, "I don’t want to rush it, besides when you are as mutated as I am you never know if you attract the right person for the right reasons."

“That’s true,” she said, pausing, “and? Do you have two vaginas down there?” She mentioned making a sign to my four legs.

"Weeell...," I swallowed, "I have two penises and two vaginas."

"NO WAY! Are you serious?" She said to me with her eyes wide open and holding back her laughter, "Wow… that is a significant number of genitals."

"Come on, you were in Port Solei, surely you know people with more genitals than me," I said with false annoyance.

“I have only heard of a few cases. So, tell me… you must have a pretty interesting self-service time, right?” she said with some mischief. It was obvious that the alcohol had somewhat loosened her tongue.

"Well, I have enough to play with… I can’t complain," I said.

"And how about the Self-Fuck," she told me, raising her ears as a sign of paying attention to me.

"What? Of course NOT!" I said startled. “I don’t want to get pregnant by myself. Besides, there are no 100% effective methods to prevent…”, I could not finish before Rebecca laughed.

“Oh come on Mary!” Rebecca said, “You’re an educated person. You know that it’s not possible to get yourself pregnant.”

"What? Are you serious?” I said surprised and at the same time embarrassed.

"Well of course. I think today you should make up for a little bit of the lost time" she said laughing before finishing her drink, "Girl, you must go to a new level when it comes to pleasure."

We changed the subject and continued talking animatedly for a long time. After 1:00 AM we said goodbye affectionately, not without Rebecca mentioning that she would write to me in the morning to ask about how I did... well, you know what.

Sometime later at home, I kept thinking about what Rebecca told me. I read Miss Jessica Parker's Information Blog where she explained the impossibility of self-pregnancy. I laid on my bed laughing at my own ignorance.

However… that means there is no risk in a self-fuck. I quickly undressed and made myself as comfortable as possible. Despite my seemingly bulky body, I was quite flexible. I moved my front legs behind my head, leaving my front genitals exposed. The excitement of the situation had already taken effect and I was exhibiting two powerful erections. My penises were not only larger than average but also quite flexible.

I took my rear penis and plunged it into my completely wet front vagina. The shock of pleasure was indescribable. Feeling how I was inserting every inch of my penis made a silent scream come from my lips. I was on the verge of blacking out but was able to pull myself together to grab my rear thighs with my second set of arms and begin to rhythmically pull towards the rest of me.

The effort to endure and not came right there was immense. I could hardly bear the pleasure and the moans. Suddenly, and almost in automatic mode, I took my front penis, bent it down and plunged it into my rear vagina.

The explosion of pleasure shut through my brain. I don’t know how much time passed, but I gave a new meaning to the term "Petit mort". I began to pull harder on my rear thighs to reinforce my double self-insertion. My penises rubbed against each other as they entered my vaginas. Although I tried to hold on, it was impossible for me to restrain my impending orgasms any longer and I finally came. I felt a lot of rushing fluids emptying my penises and filling my wombs. I let go of my legs and my eight limbs fell heavily onto the bed as I lost consciousness.

The next morning, I woke up with sparks of the remains of pleasure still running through my body. My body was dirty with my own fluids and I could still feel my entire being throbbing with arousal.

As I was about to get up and go to the shower I heard a message alarm. I checked my phone and saw a message from Rebecca.

"So?" She asked tersely. I just smiled and replied, "You have no idea."

I think I just got a new addiction.