Giving a Hand

A valentine's day special.

Clarice gave a side eye to Tanya. She was looking so hot these days - upgrading her fashion, her hair, her skin, but something else about her was just so sexy. Clarice wasn't a lesbian. She wasn't. That's what she told herself as she stared at Tanya's body.

The two of them were at a train station, standing near a pillar. Goddamn, what a sexy looking concrete pillar. Tanya tried to snap herself out of her weird funk. Lately she was noticing girls a lot more, their chests... their skirts. She was wet from arousal and starting to get labored breaths as she eyed nubile, young bodies walking past her. Suddenly from the corner of her eye she spied Clarice staring at her.

Tanya recognized that look. She took a small step sideways in Clarice's direction, glancing at her. Clarice did the same. They both moved closer, step by step, until they were standing right next to each other in the crowded subway.

Clarice, surprisingly, made the first move. She reached out and grabbed Tanya's hand. Not like that though, she wasn't lesbian or anything. It was just being friendly and playful. She was bored. She was staring at Tanya's beautiful face. Her beautiful face and huge tits. Her brilliant skin. Those glorious boobs. Her awesome clean uniform. But also those full breasts.

Tanya squeezed slightly, Clarice smiled, then their palms opened up.

Over the past week both Tanya and Clarice had become successively stealth-infested. Werms occupied all their orifices. Canal parasites embedded themselves in their lower holes. But perhaps most interestingly a couple of white canal parasites fused with and merged into the palms of their hands. During the day, these parasites camouflaged themselves as normal looking skin but at night opened up to reveal vaginal-like orifices directly in the center of their palms.

Both girls gasped as their palm-pussies activated, stimulated to open by the close contact. Tanya gripped tight in panic as Clarice tried to pull her hand away. Both girls did their level best to maintain composure in the subway crowd as their hands scissored each other. Clarice could feel the wet lubrication between their hands building up. She covered her mouth and moaned softly as her palm clit rubbed furiously against Tanya's.

The shock of the situation hadn't even begun to wear off before yet another bizarre sensation bolted through Tanya's arm. A werm had infested her hand orifice and was now getting erect, pushing its way out of her palm vagina and into Clarice. Both girls struggled to remain standing as they fucked through their clasped hands.

Lubricant was now spilling out from their fingers, falling in huge droplets to the floor. Clarice's face was contorting from pleasure, she bit her lip softly as her arm orgasmed once, twice, seven times. Tanya's eyes were drifting sporadically, she was squeezing with all her strength while she handfucked Clarice right out in the open.

Her forearm spasmed and suddenly contracted as her arm-werm ejaculated straight into Clarice. She shuddered, partially from feeling the jizz leak out from their hands, but mostly from the feeling of the alien semen shooting its way up her forearm, fertilizing her palm pussy.

Satisfied, confused, and in a state of shock, Tanya finally let go of Clarice. Both girls headed to the nearest bathroom to fuck each other through more traditional orifices.