Rebirth of the Nephilim

Jadis woke slowly the next morning, stiffness in her muscles and bones from sleeping on a hard floor. She groaned, uncertain of where one body began and the other ended, having somehow twisted into a tangle of pale limbs during the night. Pulling her limbs apart, she frowned, a bit angry at herself for not keeping watch throughout the night.

“This place is too dangerous to let my guard down like that,” she grumbled, rolling her two bodies away and up into sitting positions across from each other. “I have got to be more—Holy fuck!”

Jadis’ self-recriminations were interrupted by the sudden realization of what she was seeing mirrored in the laps of both her selves.

“Is this morning wood?” She questioned, gawking at the pillars of tumescent flesh jutting from her groins.

She hadn’t experienced it the morning before, perhaps too tired or distracted by the day’s events at the time, but this dawn had brought with it the fabled erection she’d heard joked about amongst the boys she’d known in high school and on the internet. Nothing was hidden, either. The loincloths she still wore had bunched up and been pushed aside, putting her sizable assets on full display.

Jadis had already gotten intimately familiar with her extra appendage her first day on Oros. She’d also seen it plenty during breaks she’d taken to address the necessities.

Peeing while standing had been as satisfying as she’d hoped.

However, she’d not seen herself at full attention and uncovered since that first exploration of her new body. This time, not only was she seeing herself from her normal perspective, but also looking at herself from a second person view. She had to admit the view she did have was turning her on.

As she stared at the improbably large dicks that were even more improbably her own, certain thoughts about how to address her base desires came to mind.

“It’s the age-old question, though, isn’t it?” she said, staring at the throbbing cocks, not yet making a move to touch herself.

Jadis’ lips quirked up in a wry smile. “If you fuck your clone, is it gay or just masturbation?”

She wasn’t sure that debate applied to her case, though. The person sitting across from her wasn’t a different person, it was her. There was no mental distinction, she was all just one being that happened to have double the normal amount of body parts, with half able to walk away from the other half and operate independently.

So, if she, hypothetically, were to indulge in a bit of harmless, sexual fun with her dual self, that didn’t make her weird, did it? No worse than anyone else who might choose to ‘flick the bean’ every now and then?

“Er… I guess this is more like, polishing wood?” She corrected her thoughts, realizing that the euphemisms that she used to apply to herself weren’t accurate anymore.

“Actually, shit, now I need to do this,” she said, a thought dawning on her. “I haven’t even had time to check the rest of my equipment down there. Besides! This is going to be way easier to do than with a mirror.”

As she scooted towards herself a little, knees touching, she gave herself an exasperated look.

“Didn’t I just say I needed to be more careful and not let my guard down around here, since it’s so dangerous?”

“Yup,” she nodded. “I’m a big fucking hypocrite.”

Without further delay, Jadis reached out and grasped both of her turgid members in her hands, instantly groaning in a lewd duet as her hands ran up and down her shafts.

“Damn… this feels so good,” she moaned in both voices at once, having lost the concentration she normally needed to keep her words coming from one mouth or the other.

As she stroked herself, she realized that the dual feelings of pleasure coming from her stimulated members were not the same thing as being touched by a separate person. Jadis had not been sexually active with many partners, having only gone all the way with two women. Still, she was confident she knew the difference between when she touched herself and when she was touched by another. What she was doing now, despite being double the sensation, was still equivalent to masturbation.

“I guess that answers the question,” she gave a breathless laugh.

Jadis found it didn’t really matter if the pleasurable waves building in her stomach and causing her cocks to ache were from the unpredictable stimulation of a partner’s hands or her own. Either way, she was feeling double the fun and it was driving her wild.

“Okay, as established,” she gasped out, having found a particularly sensitive spot under the crown of her dick’s head, “this isn’t anything other than masturbation. It’s just, I’ve got an advantage over other people to do it better, just like with my fighting, is all.”

Flimsy excuses plastered over her moral objections, one Jadis laid back on the floor while the other climbed on top, heads facing in opposite directions. Assuming a classic sixty-nine position, she stared down the barrels of her obscenely large guns, hot breath panting against throbbing flesh that was already slick with pre-cum.

“…I think I’ll check under the hood, first,” she said after a moment of gazing in apprehension. “Make sure it’s all still there.”

Everything was still there, of course. She knew it would be, since she certainly had enough physical awareness of her body to know it was. She just hadn’t taken the time yet to truly feel out the nature of her new body, not fully. Taking the plunge and getting an up-close look, the pussy that greeted her when she peeked below the massive, highly distracting shaft, wasn’t the same as the one she’d had back on Earth. Her new womanhood was, in a word, perfect. Delicate and juicy, her mouth watered at the sight.

Jadis had always been turned on by woman, her sexuality unquestioned. Everything about the female form excited her, from top to bottom. Men didn’t do anything for her at all. She could stare at gorgeous hunks of men all day and stay as dry as the Sahara. Put a mildly attractive lady in utterly pedestrian swimwear in front of her and she’d be ready to schlick in short order. The exception to the rule, though, was futanari. Futa definitely did something for her.

Indecision on where to start momentarily stalled Jadis’ thoughts as she looked between her two equally attractive options. After a few seconds, she realized she didn’t have to choose. She could handle both of her needy desires at once.

Her body on top leaned back, adjusting herself so that she had easy access to the pillar of a dick sticking straight up in the air, simultaneously adjusting her position so that her cock slid along her lower self’s neck and chest, giving her full and easy access to the wet core that waited impatiently between her legs, having been ignored for far too long.

Both of her moved in unison, tongues reaching out and sliding along their targets, one licking along a pulsing cockhead, the other lapping at a dripping pussy.

“Fuuuuck…” Jadis moaned, shivering in delight at the hot, wet sensation running along two extremely sensitive, equally intense, yet utterly and indescribably different sources of pleasure.

“Sweet, too…” she murmured, going in for another lick to both organs. She had expected a certain muskiness to her taste, a human and familiar one, at least on the feminine side of her equipment. But no, the taste of her new Nephilim body was far sweeter, almost fruity, even from the male side of her sex.

Her delicate laps quickly devolved into desperate lavishes of the tongue as she both enjoyed the taste and relished the spine-tingling sensations. In moments, she was lost in the pleasure, worshipping her own cock and pussy with complete abandon. Throaty gasps and breathy moans escaped her lips between licks, lustful noises that echoed in the small room and served only to stoke the fires of her lewd passions.

As the twin body on top ground her hips down on the twin below, she suckled on the sides of her dick, running up and down the length with both mouth and hands. Her saliva mixed with the precum leaking from the tip, its faint sweetness making her head spin.

Or was it her body below, feverishly lapping at her core, whose head was spinning? She was so intent on eating herself out and was so insistently grinding her core into her mouth, she was barely taking the time to breath. She gasped as she took a second to back off, but almost instantly dove back in again, a part somewhere in her stomach growing tighter and tighter with each stroke of her tongue.

Grabbing hold of the base of her dick, Jadis wrapped her lips around the head and sucked. The thought of what she was doing was almost enough to make her giggle, a slight disruption to the haze of sex that was clouding her mind. She’d never given a man head before, never even tried to suck on a dildo. The desire had never been there. Now here she was, going to town on the biggest cock she’d ever seen like it was the most wonderful meal to have ever met her tastebuds. Never mind the fact that the pale pillar of pulsing flesh was her own.

The idea was more than a little surreal.

Such self-reflective thoughts had no place in her lust-addled brain, however. She quickly forgot all about the bizarreness and instead focused solely on the throbbing cock in her mouth and the dripping pussy her tongue was buried in.

She couldn’t take her cock deep, it was too big and she was too inexperienced, but she got half the head in her mouth and laved it with her tongue. More and more of her pearly fluid dripped from the tip, coating her mouth with the flavor and inflaming her senses further yet.

As the pressure grew in that place somewhere between the base of her dick and her stomach, Jadis shifted from tonguing her pussy lips and dipping into her dripping tunnel to firmly sucking on her clit.

A bolt of lightning ran up her spine. The pressure inside collapsed in on itself in an unstoppable wave. Instantly, her mouth was filled with fluid, her thick semen spurting out in jets strong enough to make her choke. At the same time, the dick not actively being sucked on, only getting as much stimulation as could come from rubbing between her chest and body, also came in a torrent of spunk.

Thick white ropes of sperm splattered all over her stomach, her groin, and everywhere below while even more continued to drip out of her desperately gulping mouth, unable to keep up with the volume. Mind numb from the power of the sudden orgasm, Jadis didn’t even blink at the fact she was drinking her own jizz. She just kept going, riding the euphoria for seconds, then minutes, then longer.

An eternity later, her high subsided and awareness of her surroundings slowly came back to her. The twin below was panting heavily, her face a mess of juices and her eyes glazed over. Her torso was slathered in cum, dripping not only from the dick of the twin above, but also from her own ejaculate. Jadis had resolutely kept her mouth around her cockhead the whole time, drinking down about half the volume of seed as the other half spilled out around her lips and onto her crotch below.

She still had her lips wrapped around her dick, breathing heavily through her nose and more than a little reluctant to move. She knew she had to eventually, though.

“C’mon, me,” her self on her back said breathlessly, “can’t suck your own dick all day.”

Slowly, savoring the overly sensitive sensations that tingled her spine as she pulled away from her own self, Jadis separated and rolled off and over to her side. With both bodies lying flat on their backs, staring up at the ceiling, she took a few minutes to let her heartrate calm.

“I can’t help but notice that I am still at full mast…” Jadis said, glancing at both of her slick members standing at attention, seemingly still willing and able to go another round.

She looked around the dark room, seeing only barricaded windows and door. She listened for any sound, hearing only the call of a few birds chirping in the morning light that was peeking in through small gaps in the roof and closed windows. No other sound or sight called for her attention.

Smoothly, the Jadis that had been lying on the floor shifted up and swung a leg over the head of her other body, firmly pressing her pussy down onto her face. She grasped the throbbing dick in front of her and licked her lips.

“Turnabout’s fair play, even when I’m the only one being turned on, right?”

She chuckled at her own pun, but only for a moment, as her mouths quickly became occupied with more important tasks.