Chapter 4 - Revelations
Why do your testicles look so strange?
Because one is actually an ovary. That's the "technical" explanation for why I am what I am. I make equal amounts of estrogen and testosterone. Some might say 'in great abundance'.
Hah! Hah! So technically you COULD get pregnant?
If I had somewhere to put the egg. As it stands, they all get blown out with the rest of the package.
But couldn't you, like, have a fallopian tube pregnancy, or something?
I suppose... Where the fuck is this coming from?
I dunno... Just curious...
So which one is the ovary?
The big one. Matches the tits.
This one right... HERE?
<Millie sucks it into her mouth>
SHHHHHH! FUCK! Millie, don't do that!
Hehehe... Touchy, are we?
They've always been... H.h.hmm.. very sensitive!
Really? What does it feel like?
Like an orgasm that can't get loose. Now Please, Millie, PLEASE stop doing that!
Like an ORGASM, huh?
Yes, but not a good one!
I would have never imagined there could BE such a thing!
How about if I just... KISS it?
AhhhAHAAHHHHRGH!! PLEASE! MILLIE!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!
OK, OK...
How about if I just kiss... THIS one?
AAAAAAAHRhhhhHMMMMMMMMillie, you've got to STOP that! You don't know what you're getting yourself into!
Oh, REEEEALLLY!!
YES, REALLY, AaAaAAAOHHH!!! Please, Millie, STOP!!!
But I like watching you SQUIRM!
This isn't me squirming Millie, this is something YOU DON'T WANT!
Oh yeah, what are you gonna do, BIG GIRLIE-MAN?
<Just then Gretchen grabbed the back of Millie's head and rammed her cock as deep into Millie's mouth as it could possibly go, and began to cum. Millie gagged, and tried to push away, but Gretchen was just too strong. Gretchen screamed as if in agony, as she hammered her cock into Millie's face, cutting off her oxygen supply. Millie pounded and scratched at Gretchen to release her, but the thrusts just kept coming. Millie BIT Gretchen, but that only seemed to provoke her. Finally, Millie managed to break free, choking and gasping for air, and spitting out streams of Gretchen's cum. When Millie could finally breathe again, she looked back and saw Gretchen curled up in a fetal position, sobbing loudly, and violently stabbing her bloody cock into a balled-up pillow.>
WHAT THA FUCK!!!
<Gretchen still grinding and sobbing>
I told you to stop, Millie! ... I told you to STOP!
. . . . . . . . . . . .
<Gretchen's spasms eventually subsided. Millie brought a pan of warm wash cloths from the kitchen and began cleaning Gretchen's cum-covered body.>
<Gretchen still crying>
You have to leave here, Millie. I don't want to hurt you!
I'm not going anywhere, Baby. I'm sorry I didn't listen.
No, I mean it! You have to go! I couldn't live if I ever hurt you!
Oh, YOU WON'T! I'll know better than to ever do THAT again!
<Gretchen looks up at Millie>
I love you, Millie!
I know, baby.. I know!
<There were teeth marks in Gretchen's cock where Millie had bitten her. Millie wiped them gently with her wash cloth>
These are going to be sore for a while. You should probably get them checked out.
And have the police charge both of us with assault because I rammed my cock down your throat? I don't think so!
Well then you had better let me at least put something on them so they don't get infected.
Millie?
Yes?
Am I a terrible person?
Now, would I still be here if I thought that?
But I almost killed you! I couldn't stop myself!
But you didn't, did you?
No... But I'm afraid I might someday. I can't control myself when that happens. It's what makes me such a SLUT! If I don't keep having regular orgasms, that will happen without any provocation. And I can't let that happen to you again!
You just let me worry about what happens to ME. You just worry about YOU!
Millie?
Yes, Baby?
Did I ever tell you I love you?
<Gretchen passes out from exhaustion>
. . . . . . . . . . .
<two days later>
I have to confess something, Millie. That bit in the restaurant with my Dad, that wasn't something I had exactly "planned".
What do you mean?
Well, part of the reason we moved to Nevada is because it is 'sin city'. I can be what I am out here without people taking too much notice.
What's that got to do with the restaurant and your father?
Well, Millie... The reason I was wearing a skirt that day wasn't because I had planned to seduce my father. The reason I was wearing a skirt is because when I was younger, I had to cum even more often than I do now in order to keep my hormones in check. So wearing a skirt meant that I had quick and easy access whenever the need 'arose'. And back then, that was almost constant.
Ah HAH! So your mother moved you to Nevada so that you could 'practice your craft', not because she liked the school system!
Exactly!
But.. I'm still not getting what that has to do with your father?
Before the day we went to meet my father, I had not masturbated at all for at least a week. So when I came on to him, it truly was my unusual need getting the better of me. So when he brought me off, it wasn't just your typical everyday cotton candy occasion.
I SEE! It was like what happened the other day!
WORSE! After nearly five minutes of perpetual ejaculation with nothing coming out, I began having seizures. The paramedics had to be called and I was rushed to the hospital. They had me there for weeks, doing test after test to try to figure out what was wrong with me. That's when I learned about the ovary. I also learned that I am actually a pair of Siamese twins. That's why the mis-matched body parts.
Wait... Aren't Siamese twins always the same sex?
In a NORMAL reality, YES! When one egg separates to become two, but doesn't quite complete the process, the result is Siamese twins. I, however, went the other way. I began as a pair of fraternal twins that merged early in my... OUR development. I actually have two sets of DNA (depending on where you look).
I didn't know that was possible?
Neither did the doctors, until they met ME!
So I'm actually getting TWO perverts for the price of ONE?!
Hehe, I suppose... If you want to look at it that way.
Speaking of your little "problem", aren't you a bit overdue for your daily ejaculation?
Doesn't matter at the moment. See, when I lose control like that, it's like getting rid of a month's worth of orgasms all in one go. So I won't need to cum again for at least, say... 45 minutes!
45 minutes, eh? That's your idea of a Month?
Yeah, well, I never said I COULDN'T cum again!
OK, funny boy... Orgasm or no, I need you to take off those pants and let me see those teeth marks...
Oh my gosh, they look terrible! Do they hurt?
Uhh... YEAH!
Oh, Gretchen, I am SO SORRY!
Don't be sorry. If I were you I'd have bit the little fucker off!
Hmm.. They don't seem to be stopping you from getting it up, though...
Well Millie, you ARE holding onto my cock!
Yeah, but doesn't it hurt?
Yes! But so does NOT HAVING YOU!
<Millie kneels down and takes Gretchen's cock gently between her lips>
Oh, Millie! I was sure you wouldn't want to do THAT again any time soon!
Mmmm... But you need to cumm.m.mmmM
But I said I was OK...
Mmmm... But I WANT you to cum! .mm.mmmM
Oh, Baby, I love you! But you really don't have to do this...
Mmmm.. Shut up, I'm trying to work! .. mmmM
Oh God, Millie... You are so wonderful!
<Millie starts stripping off her clothes as she sucks Gretchen's tender cock. Then Millie starts rubbing Gretchen's scrotum>
Millie, NO! No, you know you can't do that!
Mmmm.. Trust me! ..mmmM
No, Millie!!
MMmmmmMMMMMMmmmmmmMMMM
OH GOD!!
PLEASE...
NOT AGAIN!!
<Just then Millie pushes herself back, grabs Gretchen's wrists and pulls her down on top of her. Gretchen starts to orgasm, convulsing and thrusting her hips aimlessly in the air. Millie wraps her legs around Gretchen and pulls her into her vagina.>
FUCK ME, Gretchen... FUCK ME!!
OaAAAHOHh..
Millie! ...
YOU CAN'T!! ...
It's OK baby! I'm OK! Just let it happen!
<Millie wraps herself tightly around Gretchen, holding onto her for dear life, as if clinging to a tree in a hurricane.>
OohOhhOohOhh Millie...
MY GOD! ...
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! ....
CUM IN ME, GRETCHEN! CUM IN ME!! CUM LIKE YOU'VE NEVER CUM BEFORE!!
OOOOOOOOOOHHHH MY GOD!!!
Let it feel good, Baby! I'm here for you! You can't hurt me! Let it happen!
HAAHH!!!...
HAAHH!!...
HAAHHH!!.....
That's it Baby, let it happen! Make LOVE to me!
HAAAHH!! ....
HAAHH!! ...
HAOOOHH!! .....
FILL ME, my love! FILL ME!!
YYYYAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
OH GOD, YES!!
HAAAAHHHHH!!!!
Oh YES! That's it Baby! You didn't hurt me! You didn't hurt me! You're not hurting me!
Hahhahh!! ....
HAAHH! ...
Keep going, Baby! Let it happen! Let it all out!
OH! ...
OH! ...
OH, MILLIE! ...
Yes I'm here! I'm here for you! Let it happen! Just let it happen!
OH, MY BEAUTIFUL MILLIE! ...
let it happen, my love... Just let it go....
HhHhHhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh..........
It's OK... It's all good... It's so very very good!
Hhhhaooooohhh.....
haaaahhh......
haaaaoohh....
Cum for me, Baby... just like cotton candy...
. . . . . . . . . . . .
Oh, Millie, how did you do that?
Do what, my love?
You made it GOOD! You took the worst thing that could ever happen to me... And you made it GOOD!
You just needed someone to 'appreciate your gift'!
Ha ha, MY GIFT! I've never gone so far as to call it a GIFT! 'Least not before NOW!
Damn, Girl, you make one HELL of a wet spot! Oh god, you're bleeding! Here, let me take care of that.
Hehehe... I never felt a thing!
I BET NOT!
Millie, you can't keep doing that!
And exactly WHY can I not keep doing that?
Because I will hurt you!
Well, not if you stick it in the right HOLE, DUMMY!
Ah, HA HA! Don't tell me you ENJOYED that?!
OH GOD, DID I EVER!
Seriously?
OOOOOOh, Baby, Let Me Tell Ya... I could do that all day, every day for the rest of my life!
I could probably do without the carpet cleaning bill, though...
Oh, man... I can't believe it!
You talk to me about APPRECIATION... Then you go and have the most MASSIVE orgasm anyone has ever had inside a woman's pussy... And you think I'm not going to APPRECIATE IT!??!
Yeah, but that's not so much an orgasm as it is a Train Wreck!
Well, you need to crash that locomotive more often, cuz that was the best fuck I've ever had in my life!
Oh, Millie, Look at your back!
Umm, that's kinda not one of my better capabilities.
Oh, you're all covered in scratches! Oh god, Millie, I told you I would hurt you!
What? A few fingernail marks? If you're so worried about THAT, then cut your fucking nails!
Oh, but Millie, think of what else could happen!
Hehehehee!! I am Baby, but I'm too worn out to investigate any of those possibilities right at the moment!
C'mon, Millie, I'm trying to be serious! I might have slammed your head into a table, or cracked it on the bedpost. I told you, this isn't something I'm able to control!
Oh, SHUT THE FUCK UP, WILL YOU?! People have rough sex all the time!
Yeah, but most of them know what they're doing!
Yeah, well, I'll TELL you what WE are going to be doing... YOU are going to get CLEANED UP.. And you are going to GET DRESSED.. And then WE are going to go out and have a little FUN, so that YOU will quit WHINING!
C'mon, I'll help you..
No, Millie, really...
C'mon! ... Up with you! ... Into the shower! ...
Millie, listen to me...
MOVE IT, MISSY! ...
OUCH! Millie, don't squeeze it like that! ...
Ah, Hee hee hee hee!! ...
To be continued...........
Because one is actually an ovary. That's the "technical" explanation for why I am what I am. I make equal amounts of estrogen and testosterone. Some might say 'in great abundance'.
Hah! Hah! So technically you COULD get pregnant?
If I had somewhere to put the egg. As it stands, they all get blown out with the rest of the package.
But couldn't you, like, have a fallopian tube pregnancy, or something?
I suppose... Where the fuck is this coming from?
I dunno... Just curious...
So which one is the ovary?
The big one. Matches the tits.
This one right... HERE?
<Millie sucks it into her mouth>
SHHHHHH! FUCK! Millie, don't do that!
Hehehe... Touchy, are we?
They've always been... H.h.hmm.. very sensitive!
Really? What does it feel like?
Like an orgasm that can't get loose. Now Please, Millie, PLEASE stop doing that!
Like an ORGASM, huh?
Yes, but not a good one!
I would have never imagined there could BE such a thing!
How about if I just... KISS it?
AhhhAHAAHHHHRGH!! PLEASE! MILLIE!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!
OK, OK...
How about if I just kiss... THIS one?
AAAAAAAHRhhhhHMMMMMMMMillie, you've got to STOP that! You don't know what you're getting yourself into!
Oh, REEEEALLLY!!
YES, REALLY, AaAaAAAOHHH!!! Please, Millie, STOP!!!
But I like watching you SQUIRM!
This isn't me squirming Millie, this is something YOU DON'T WANT!
Oh yeah, what are you gonna do, BIG GIRLIE-MAN?
<Just then Gretchen grabbed the back of Millie's head and rammed her cock as deep into Millie's mouth as it could possibly go, and began to cum. Millie gagged, and tried to push away, but Gretchen was just too strong. Gretchen screamed as if in agony, as she hammered her cock into Millie's face, cutting off her oxygen supply. Millie pounded and scratched at Gretchen to release her, but the thrusts just kept coming. Millie BIT Gretchen, but that only seemed to provoke her. Finally, Millie managed to break free, choking and gasping for air, and spitting out streams of Gretchen's cum. When Millie could finally breathe again, she looked back and saw Gretchen curled up in a fetal position, sobbing loudly, and violently stabbing her bloody cock into a balled-up pillow.>
WHAT THA FUCK!!!
<Gretchen still grinding and sobbing>
I told you to stop, Millie! ... I told you to STOP!
. . . . . . . . . . . .
<Gretchen's spasms eventually subsided. Millie brought a pan of warm wash cloths from the kitchen and began cleaning Gretchen's cum-covered body.>
<Gretchen still crying>
You have to leave here, Millie. I don't want to hurt you!
I'm not going anywhere, Baby. I'm sorry I didn't listen.
No, I mean it! You have to go! I couldn't live if I ever hurt you!
Oh, YOU WON'T! I'll know better than to ever do THAT again!
<Gretchen looks up at Millie>
I love you, Millie!
I know, baby.. I know!
<There were teeth marks in Gretchen's cock where Millie had bitten her. Millie wiped them gently with her wash cloth>
These are going to be sore for a while. You should probably get them checked out.
And have the police charge both of us with assault because I rammed my cock down your throat? I don't think so!
Well then you had better let me at least put something on them so they don't get infected.
Millie?
Yes?
Am I a terrible person?
Now, would I still be here if I thought that?
But I almost killed you! I couldn't stop myself!
But you didn't, did you?
No... But I'm afraid I might someday. I can't control myself when that happens. It's what makes me such a SLUT! If I don't keep having regular orgasms, that will happen without any provocation. And I can't let that happen to you again!
You just let me worry about what happens to ME. You just worry about YOU!
Millie?
Yes, Baby?
Did I ever tell you I love you?
<Gretchen passes out from exhaustion>
. . . . . . . . . . .
<two days later>
I have to confess something, Millie. That bit in the restaurant with my Dad, that wasn't something I had exactly "planned".
What do you mean?
Well, part of the reason we moved to Nevada is because it is 'sin city'. I can be what I am out here without people taking too much notice.
What's that got to do with the restaurant and your father?
Well, Millie... The reason I was wearing a skirt that day wasn't because I had planned to seduce my father. The reason I was wearing a skirt is because when I was younger, I had to cum even more often than I do now in order to keep my hormones in check. So wearing a skirt meant that I had quick and easy access whenever the need 'arose'. And back then, that was almost constant.
Ah HAH! So your mother moved you to Nevada so that you could 'practice your craft', not because she liked the school system!
Exactly!
But.. I'm still not getting what that has to do with your father?
Before the day we went to meet my father, I had not masturbated at all for at least a week. So when I came on to him, it truly was my unusual need getting the better of me. So when he brought me off, it wasn't just your typical everyday cotton candy occasion.
I SEE! It was like what happened the other day!
WORSE! After nearly five minutes of perpetual ejaculation with nothing coming out, I began having seizures. The paramedics had to be called and I was rushed to the hospital. They had me there for weeks, doing test after test to try to figure out what was wrong with me. That's when I learned about the ovary. I also learned that I am actually a pair of Siamese twins. That's why the mis-matched body parts.
Wait... Aren't Siamese twins always the same sex?
In a NORMAL reality, YES! When one egg separates to become two, but doesn't quite complete the process, the result is Siamese twins. I, however, went the other way. I began as a pair of fraternal twins that merged early in my... OUR development. I actually have two sets of DNA (depending on where you look).
I didn't know that was possible?
Neither did the doctors, until they met ME!
So I'm actually getting TWO perverts for the price of ONE?!
Hehe, I suppose... If you want to look at it that way.
Speaking of your little "problem", aren't you a bit overdue for your daily ejaculation?
Doesn't matter at the moment. See, when I lose control like that, it's like getting rid of a month's worth of orgasms all in one go. So I won't need to cum again for at least, say... 45 minutes!
45 minutes, eh? That's your idea of a Month?
Yeah, well, I never said I COULDN'T cum again!
OK, funny boy... Orgasm or no, I need you to take off those pants and let me see those teeth marks...
Oh my gosh, they look terrible! Do they hurt?
Uhh... YEAH!
Oh, Gretchen, I am SO SORRY!
Don't be sorry. If I were you I'd have bit the little fucker off!
Hmm.. They don't seem to be stopping you from getting it up, though...
Well Millie, you ARE holding onto my cock!
Yeah, but doesn't it hurt?
Yes! But so does NOT HAVING YOU!
<Millie kneels down and takes Gretchen's cock gently between her lips>
Oh, Millie! I was sure you wouldn't want to do THAT again any time soon!
Mmmm... But you need to cumm.m.mmmM
But I said I was OK...
Mmmm... But I WANT you to cum! .mm.mmmM
Oh, Baby, I love you! But you really don't have to do this...
Mmmm.. Shut up, I'm trying to work! .. mmmM
Oh God, Millie... You are so wonderful!
<Millie starts stripping off her clothes as she sucks Gretchen's tender cock. Then Millie starts rubbing Gretchen's scrotum>
Millie, NO! No, you know you can't do that!
Mmmm.. Trust me! ..mmmM
No, Millie!!
MMmmmmMMMMMMmmmmmmMMMM
OH GOD!!
PLEASE...
NOT AGAIN!!
<Just then Millie pushes herself back, grabs Gretchen's wrists and pulls her down on top of her. Gretchen starts to orgasm, convulsing and thrusting her hips aimlessly in the air. Millie wraps her legs around Gretchen and pulls her into her vagina.>
FUCK ME, Gretchen... FUCK ME!!
OaAAAHOHh..
Millie! ...
YOU CAN'T!! ...
It's OK baby! I'm OK! Just let it happen!
<Millie wraps herself tightly around Gretchen, holding onto her for dear life, as if clinging to a tree in a hurricane.>
OohOhhOohOhh Millie...
MY GOD! ...
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! ....
CUM IN ME, GRETCHEN! CUM IN ME!! CUM LIKE YOU'VE NEVER CUM BEFORE!!
OOOOOOOOOOHHHH MY GOD!!!
Let it feel good, Baby! I'm here for you! You can't hurt me! Let it happen!
HAAHH!!!...
HAAHH!!...
HAAHHH!!.....
That's it Baby, let it happen! Make LOVE to me!
HAAAHH!! ....
HAAHH!! ...
HAOOOHH!! .....
FILL ME, my love! FILL ME!!
YYYYAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
OH GOD, YES!!
HAAAAHHHHH!!!!
Oh YES! That's it Baby! You didn't hurt me! You didn't hurt me! You're not hurting me!
Hahhahh!! ....
HAAHH! ...
Keep going, Baby! Let it happen! Let it all out!
OH! ...
OH! ...
OH, MILLIE! ...
Yes I'm here! I'm here for you! Let it happen! Just let it happen!
OH, MY BEAUTIFUL MILLIE! ...
let it happen, my love... Just let it go....
HhHhHhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh..........
It's OK... It's all good... It's so very very good!
Hhhhaooooohhh.....
haaaahhh......
haaaaoohh....
Cum for me, Baby... just like cotton candy...
. . . . . . . . . . . .
Oh, Millie, how did you do that?
Do what, my love?
You made it GOOD! You took the worst thing that could ever happen to me... And you made it GOOD!
You just needed someone to 'appreciate your gift'!
Ha ha, MY GIFT! I've never gone so far as to call it a GIFT! 'Least not before NOW!
Damn, Girl, you make one HELL of a wet spot! Oh god, you're bleeding! Here, let me take care of that.
Hehehe... I never felt a thing!
I BET NOT!
Millie, you can't keep doing that!
And exactly WHY can I not keep doing that?
Because I will hurt you!
Well, not if you stick it in the right HOLE, DUMMY!
Ah, HA HA! Don't tell me you ENJOYED that?!
OH GOD, DID I EVER!
Seriously?
OOOOOOh, Baby, Let Me Tell Ya... I could do that all day, every day for the rest of my life!
I could probably do without the carpet cleaning bill, though...
Oh, man... I can't believe it!
You talk to me about APPRECIATION... Then you go and have the most MASSIVE orgasm anyone has ever had inside a woman's pussy... And you think I'm not going to APPRECIATE IT!??!
Yeah, but that's not so much an orgasm as it is a Train Wreck!
Well, you need to crash that locomotive more often, cuz that was the best fuck I've ever had in my life!
Oh, Millie, Look at your back!
Umm, that's kinda not one of my better capabilities.
Oh, you're all covered in scratches! Oh god, Millie, I told you I would hurt you!
What? A few fingernail marks? If you're so worried about THAT, then cut your fucking nails!
Oh, but Millie, think of what else could happen!
Hehehehee!! I am Baby, but I'm too worn out to investigate any of those possibilities right at the moment!
C'mon, Millie, I'm trying to be serious! I might have slammed your head into a table, or cracked it on the bedpost. I told you, this isn't something I'm able to control!
Oh, SHUT THE FUCK UP, WILL YOU?! People have rough sex all the time!
Yeah, but most of them know what they're doing!
Yeah, well, I'll TELL you what WE are going to be doing... YOU are going to get CLEANED UP.. And you are going to GET DRESSED.. And then WE are going to go out and have a little FUN, so that YOU will quit WHINING!
C'mon, I'll help you..
No, Millie, really...
C'mon! ... Up with you! ... Into the shower! ...
Millie, listen to me...
MOVE IT, MISSY! ...
OUCH! Millie, don't squeeze it like that! ...
Ah, Hee hee hee hee!! ...
To be continued...........
10 years ago