Our Get-A-Long Shirt 2

A sequel to the previous Our Get-A-Long Shirt, where the sisters find a new sweater and get into even more conjoinment antics, this time, with duplication!

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The five sisters, Mei, Hana, Jisoo, Sasha and Kimi, identical quintuplets who had a few months ago found a mildly cursed sweater that could conjoin two, or as they found out, more women together by putting it on together. The result had been the group of highly competitive and cute, short girls turning into a single, tall, busty woman with all five of their heads piloting that sexy monster of a body.

How busty? Well they didn’t make bras that size, they made wheelbarrows. And how tall?

The quintuplets ducked through the big doors of the ‘tall girls gym’ and gave a left handed wave to the 6’4” girl at the front desk, formerly the tallest woman in the room, who stared up at the five headed woman with her jaw figuratively on the counter.

Glancing around the room with five sets of eyes made short work, but rather than settling on a particular machine, Kimi first spotted, then let her sister’s know, about the pair of tall, exceptionally busty, blondes that were, shockingly, not sharing a body.

Moving through the gym took a few more careful steps than the five women in one body would have liked, but with five sets of eyes, and the five combined wills of all the quintuplets they made short work of it.

“Adriana?” Sasha called out. “Alencar?” The pair of hispanic blondes turned and looked up, identical smiles bursting into view on their faces.

“Just Adri, actually.” they said together, grinning at each other before turning those beaming smiles back on the conjoined gals.

“What?” Kimi and Jisoo asked together, Mei and Hana sharing a shocked look.

“Yeah.” A third identical blonde stepped up from behind the quintuplets.

“But… you were…”

“Twins?” The new, identical blonde moved over to her sisters, the trio sharing a hug before turning their attention back on the five conjoined sisters. “Yep, Ali and I had some fun with the sweater, but…”

“We’re not as into sharing with our sister as you five are.”

The quintuplets blushed, their single pair of feet shuffling a bit, though the warm smile the trio of identical women gave them lifted any feelings of judgment.

“We found another sweater in the ‘mildly cursed’ bin that can separate us.” One of the Adris opened their gym bag, revealing two sweaters. Pulling the one the quintuplets recognized out, the trio hugged close and slid it on.

The three Adri’s gasped as bit by bit, exquisite inch by inch, the three women who shared the identity of ‘Adriana’ felt their bodies merge together. Already the tallest babes in the room, other than the quintuplets of course, their six legs merging into two and their long spines melding together pushed the trio up to eye level with the sisters. Their three sensitive pussies melting and blending together drove the trio over into an orgasm, their ‘bubble butt’s’ inflating as they combined, each of them trembling as the final stage, their six equally inflated tits combining. They’d been the bustiest women in the gym before the quintuplets had come in, but with one blorp of combining tit after another, the triplets orgasmed their way through the tit-fusion, finally giving the quintuplets a run for their money.

“Gosh, if they conjoined with their… twin… they’d be even bigger than us.” Sasha spoke up, Kimi and Mei nodding in agreement.

Yanking the sweater off, the triplets of Adri giggled amongst themselves as they sorted out their newly combined body.

“So uh… Adris?” Jisoo tested the plural of their previously singular bestie. “How does… this… work?”

“Hmm?” Two of the Adris stopped rubbing their cheeks together like cats.

“She means like our personalities and stuff.” The remaining Adri adjusted their top, trying to contain the beach ball sized boobies they now shared, all three stifling a mutual moan of magnificently magnified mammary sensations. “Here.”

The trio offered the similarly ugly sweater with one hand to the ‘get-a-long’ sweater they held out with the other. “Try them out.”

“Yeah. It can split you up while conjoined so… win win on the experimental sweater meats.” The Adris all beamed a grin at the quintuplets as the Hanguk-in sisters gingerly took both, glancing back and forth between them. “Have some fun!”

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The quintuplets, Mei, Hana, Jisoo, Sasha and Kimi sat on the edge of their bed. A massive california King sized thing, it was about all that would fit all five of them, not just as their single conjoined ‘mega sister body’ they were sharing now, their huge tits still begging for their attention even as they focused on the pair of sweaters draped off their dresser.

“So uh…” Hana spoke up first, their left hand tracing circles on the side of their breast. It had been a nervous habit, on the hip originally, but between two of the three of them preferring to play with their hair, for the five of them it had become some place between head and hip, their large left boob. “I mean, it’s not like we couldn’t just hop back together whenever we wanted.”

“Y-yeah.” Sasha spoke up from the otherside of the middle sister, Jisoo. “I mean, but, like… why separate if we like being conjoined in the first place?”

“Being competitive has been kinda difficult like this.” Kimi piped up next to Sasha, all four of her sisters giving a solemn nod. Their few attempts had been either impractical or rather pointless. An eating contest when they all shared the same stomach, a breath holding contest when they all shared the same lungs, etc. An attempt at a race had been even harder to justify.

“Ok, how about this.” Mei spoke up from the end of their left side, their right hand gesturing to the two sweaters. “Lets like, split up for today, with an agreement to work out some competitive kinks for today and we’ll recombine by tomorrow.”

The five sisters coming to an agreement, they grabbed the nominally ugly ‘splitting’ sweater and pulled in on, squealing as all five of them reduced back to their original heights and number of bodies and all five still crammed together inside the sweater. They didn’t waste a moment, all five wanting to still feel that closeness, and took a moment to each grope her sisters, stroking a breasts here, tugging a nipple there, all five marveling at how it felt to only have their own pussy and sex drive, though not feeling less thrilled by it all.

Feeling a whole new competition starting, the five sisters laughed and pushed their way out of the sweater and massive pair of yoga pants their combined body had been wearing before standing together finally separate for the first time in a while. Jisoo bit a lip before sliding her fingers down Mei’s back, and up Hana’s leg, before quickly diving her fingers inside both her sisters wet, eager pussies, earning cries of joy from both.

This kicked it off, a competitive orgy of each woman doing her best to outdo the other. Sasha and Kimi, not wanting to be outdone, joined in eagerly. Sasha’s strong hands found their way to Kimi’s chest, kneading and teasing her nipples until Kimi let out a sharp moan. Mei retaliated by grabbing Sasha and pulling her into a deep, heated kiss, their bodies pressing tightly together.

The sisters' laughter and cries of pleasure filled the room, each one trying to bring the others to their peak first. Hana, always the most playful, slipped behind Jisoo, her fingers deftly working Jisoo's sensitive spots while her tongue traced patterns on her neck. The sensation made Jisoo arch her back, pressing herself even closer to Mei, whose hands were now exploring Hana's body as well.

Suddenly, Hana's eyes flicked towards the discarded conjoinment sweater. A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes as she broke away from the fray, making a beeline for it. Sasha noticed her sister’s move and swiftly followed. “Not so fast!” Sasha laughed, tackling Hana to the ground playfully. The two wrestled, their competitive nature flaring up even in the midst of their passionate embrace.

Eventually, Hana and Sasha managed to slip into the sweater together, the fabric stretching and shifting to accommodate their merging forms. Their combined body grew taller and more powerful, curvier and bustier, and they turned to face the others with a predatory grin as they tossed the conjoinment sweater aside.

Mei and Jisoo exchanged a glance and nodded, their silent communication saying everything. They quickly grabbed the sweater and, in a moment of unity, slipped it over their heads. The magic of the sweater did its work, and soon they stood as a formidable duo, equally matched against their conjoined sisters, the sweater once more a puddle of poorly chosen thread colors on the floor.

The battle that ensued was a whirlwind of passion and power. The room seemed too small to contain their energy as twin sets of conjoined sisters grappled, kissed, and explored each other’s new forms. The heightened sensations and strength from their merged bodies made every touch electric, every movement a surge of pleasure.

Kimi, watching from the sidelines, felt a rush of excitement. She was torn between joining in and watching the spectacle before her. The sight of her sisters, their combined forms locked in a fierce yet loving struggle, was mesmerizing. The competitive orgy had transformed into a battle of wills and desires, with each pair trying to assert their dominance, struggling to pin their twin pair to the ground and ravish them.

It took a moment before it clicked in Kimi’s mind, a way to join in without being swept away in the tide of sexual energy. Her eyes locked onto the splitting sweater, an idea forming rapidly in her mind. She grabbed it and, with a determined look, pulled it on herself. The familiar sensation of separation washed over her, but this time it wasn’t her splitting from her sisters, but literally from herself, and she found herself standing next to her own clone, each an exact replica.

"Ready to shake things up?" Kimi asked her clone, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. Without waiting for an answer, they pulled the sweater off just long enough to share it again, creating two more clones. Now four identical Kimi’s stood together, each sharing the same determination and playful glint in their eyes.

The original Kimi looked at her clones. “Alright, let’s show them who’s boss.”

The quintuplets, now in pairs, were too engrossed in their passionate battle to notice the Kimi clones positioning themselves. When they finally did, it was too late. The Kimi squad pounced, catching the others off guard. Their hands roamed, pulling and teasing their sisters’ sensitive bits, causing cries of surprise and pleasure to echo through the room.

Hana and Sasha struggled to fend off the Kimi clones. But the clones were relentless, their hands skillfully maneuvering to bring them to the orgasm first, the conjoined body Hana and Sasha shared had merged their sex drives and sensitivity through the roof. Mei and Jisoo tried to assist, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the sheer number of Kimi clones.

The original Kimi, leaving her sisters to her four clones, snagged the conjoinment sweater. With swift efficiency, the Kimi’s then pulled each other close, linking their waists together as they pulled on the conjoinment sweater, giving their conjoined sisters time to catch their breath. The transformation was instantaneous, the five Kimi’s merging into a singular, towering form. She was now an embodiment of strength and beauty, identical to the form the quintuplets had when they were all merged together, but this time all were Kimi.

“Now it’s my turn,” The Kimi’s jointly declared, her voice a harmonious blend of all five clones.

Kimi attacked her sisters with a mix of aggression and precision, her newfound power and unity making her a formidable opponent. The other sisters, momentarily stunned by the sheer force of Kimi’s assault, quickly regrouped.

“We need to work together,” Mei shouted, moaning as she and her body-sister were fingered fiercely.

The other pair of conjoined twins nodded in agreement. Despite their initial surprise, their competitive spirit surged, and they grabbed the conjoinment sweater, slipping it on together. The fabric stretched and shifted, merging them into their own powerful form. Though slightly shorter and less formidable compared to the quin-joined Kimi entity, they were determined to hold their ground.

The battle resumed, now a fierce contest between the multiplied Kimi and her combined original sisters. Kimi’s advantage in height and strength made the fight challenging, but the quintuplets’ synchronized movements and teamwork helped them stay in the fight. Their bodies intertwined in a complex dance of combat and passion, each move charged with both rivalry and deep connection.

As the struggle intensified, it became clear that Kimi’s single entity had a slight upper hand. The other sisters, despite their unity, found it increasingly difficult to keep up. The room was filled with their panting breaths, moans of effort, and the sound of their bodies colliding, their large and even larger breasts crushed together as their nipples, tight and hard from passion, danced and fought against an even larger pair.

Kimi, now the powerful merged form of five, but moving in unison in a way she and her sisters hadn’t been able to together, reveled in her newfound strength. However, her sisters, merged into a single formidable entity themselves, were not ready to give up. They grappled fiercely, their bodies colliding with electric intensity, their synchronized movements barely managing to keep up with Kimi’s advantage in size and strength.

The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate struggle, each moan and cry blending into a symphony of pleasure and competition. As they fought, it became clear that Kimi’s form had a slight upper hand, her strength and agility pushing her sisters to their limits. But the Lee sisters were not ones to back down easily.

Mei was panting heavily, her eyes locking with Jisoo’s. “We need to up our game.”

Jisoo nodded, understanding immediately. They broke away from Kimi just long enough to grab the splitting sweater. With a determined glance, they pulled it over their four heads. For a moment, their heads were stuck in the neck hole, their bodies struggling inside the fabric. Then, with a pop, they emerged, now sixteen women, split four each in four bodies.

Kimi watched in shock as her sisters duplicated, the room now filled with even more formidable opponents. Three of the clones immediately occupied Kimi, their hands exploring her body with expert precision, distracting her with waves of pleasure. Meanwhile, the remaining sisters quickly used the splitting sweater again, creating one more clone of four in one.

Now, twenty identical Lee sisters stood together, and with swift efficiency, they grabbed the conjoinment sweater from the floor. The tables had turned, and Kimi found herself overwhelmed by the sheer number of her sisters. They moved as one, their hands, lips, and bodies driving Kimi to the brink of ecstasy.

In one last desperate attempt, Kimi bear-hugged all her sisters, their bodies pressing tightly together. She kamikazed into the sweater, hoping to regain control. But it was the splitting sweater, and as they struggled inside, their heads stuck momentarily in the neck hole, they suddenly split back into twenty-five five-foot, fit tomboys, all crammed into the same sweater.

The room became a chaotic mix of limbs and bodies, each sister trying to assert dominance and reclaim their competitive edge, but being identical, each trying to sort out whether the women they faced off with were their own clones or sisters. They laughed and moaned, their hands exploring each other with renewed fervor. The sweater, stretched to its limit, held them together in a tight, intimate embrace.

Breaking all truces, they paid special attention to Kimi, who had started the whole thing. Their hands roamed her body, their lips pressing against her skin, driving her wild with pleasure. Kimi’s cries filled the room as her sisters took turns pleasuring her, their competitive spirits merging with their deep bond and love for one another.

As the night wore on, their movements became slower, the intensity of their passion giving way to a gentle, loving exploration. Exhausted, they finally collapsed in a tangled heap of bodies, their breaths mingling as they cuddled together. The sweater, now a symbol of their unity and love, held them close as they drifted off to sleep.

The room was quiet, save for the soft sounds of their breathing. The twenty-five Lee sisters, having pushed their competitive nature to the limit, orgasms exploding out of each sister in rapid succession until each and everyone was satisfied, and found solace in their shared bond. They slept soundly, their bodies intertwined, a perfect blend of individuality and unity, ready to face whatever challenges the future held, together.

Well, after one very restful cuddle puddle.