Color - Threesome (Patreon)

It’s been two years since I broke up with my girlfriend and I’m still single. I was never very good at meeting people in the outside world. The awkward conversations, the crowded bars, the loud music at the club, it’s just not my scene. So what was I to do other than try my luck on an online dating site? What’s the worst that could happen?

No one ever told me that dating sites were murder on your self-esteem. Every conversation stopped after a few sentences. It doesn’t feel good to be ghosted right after introductions.

One day I was matched with this new girl who went by the name “LL.” Curious. I browsed her profile. Only one picture, a selfie with what I could only assume was her twin sister. I checked her preferences. Nothing but vague statements. The profile itself was kind of disjointed and scattered. At the very least I got her personal details. She lived in my city, was a year younger than me, brown hair, fair skin, mutant… Mutant!?

I had never spoke with a mutant girl before. While I was nervous that I was just going to be ghosted again, my curiosity was stronger than my nerves, so I shot her a message. 

I gotta be honest, it was way nicer than I would have expected. We didn’t even talk about her mutation much. We just shared some details about our lives and hobbies. We also had that awkward “what are you looking for in a partner” conversation that no one likes having. But she just seemed like a nice girl. Sweet. A little shy. I really felt like I could be myself around her.

The next day we messaged each other again but something felt different. She felt more daring, wild, outgoing. I asked her if anything had happened, and she said no, she was always like this. The next day things were weird again. Now she was more shy and withdrawn. Once again, I asked if she was, like, trying to put on an act for me and she said she just always acts like this. This went on day after day until eventually she said it would be easier to just show me. We scheduled a date at a bar.

Great… another bar.

Well, at the very least I get to meet the mysterious “LL” face to face. I got ready, threw on my nice jacket and a pair of jeans, and headed over. She was already there, dressed casually, waiting for me. I finally got to see her full mutation. Four arms and two heads, I guess it wasn’t her “sister” after all.

I tentatively approached her, giving a small wave. “Uh, sorry are you LL?” I asked for formality’s sake. It was kind of silly, she was the only mutant in the bar.

“Oh, uh yes, I’m Lily” her right head said.

“And I’m Lisa” her left head said with a huge smile. She reached out a hand to me, while two other hands covered her right face’s cheeks.

“I’m Harry. So… are you two sisters? Conjoined twins? Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“Well it’s not like that” Lisa said. “She’s not my sister, at least not anymore than you are your own sister.”

“But… you have two different names.”

“I er, we, uhm. I’m one person” Lilly said. 

“That’s right. One person, two heads, two brains, two personalities, but at the core, we both want the same thing,” Lisa piped up.

“So why the two names?” I asked curiously.

“I guess… I feel more comfortable that way?” Lilly said in a soft demure tone.

“No matter how many times I tell people, they can’t keep track of which side is my extroverted side and which is my introverted side. So I just go by two different names. It’s weird. I even get my own pronouns confused sometimes. I, we, us… whatever. The point is, it makes it easier for other people to talk to us, even if we don’t feel like two separate people.” Lisa took a sip of her drink and laughs. “So come on, got any more questions?” She seemed to be enjoying this. Lilly, on the other hand, was blushing beat red.

“You seem so different… it’s like you have bipolar…”

“Hey hey, not cool,” Lisa said.

“Bipolar people have a hard time controlling their emotions. It’s very different.” Lilly said. “Also… I don’t like to think of my… mutation as a mental illness.”

I winced as I could tell I tripped over a nerve. “Er, sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just you guys are so different.”

Lisa laughed, “It’s alright, don’t be so tense. I’ve been called worse. Come here, have a drink!”

The dinner was wonderful, and the alcohol was plenty. We were both fairly sloshed by the end of the night. I was dishing out corny one liners without even thinking about it. “You know, twice the heads just makes you twice as pretty.” I said. That was a bomb for the ages.

But Lisa and Lilly just laughed. “You know,” Lisa said “if you think THIS is crazy, you should see what I have under my clothes.”

Lilly let out a soft meep. “Lisa, no I don’t… he wouldn’t.”

Lisa laughed “Hehe, what do you say Harry? Wanna see something cool?”

I must have been drunk because I would have never accepted an invitation that fast. But my blood was mostly beer at that point, and who wouldn’t have accepted an invite from such a unique mutant. We quickly head to her place, and she closed the door behind me as we walked in. She rested her arms on my shoulders and Lisa giggled.

Lilly bashfully said “You, would accept my body even if it was a bit weird… right?”

“Of course” I said “I mean this has been one of the most unique dates I’ve ever been on.”

She giggled and went to her room. “I’m just going to change, I’ll be right back” Lisa yelled. I awkwardly sat on the couch until she eventually called for me to enter her room. There I saw her half naked on the bed, and it was not what I expected.

“Well, what do you think” Lisa said. “Want to explore it more… thoroughly.