RuinStone - #3 Best Friends - Part 4 of 5 (Patreon)

*** Content warning: mind control; reality manipulation; graphic sex; identity death (non-protagonist); incest ***

The weather was gradually getting less pleasant outside and it became harder to keep wearing miniskirts, so I had to slowly change my outfits to adapt. I wore thick warm thigh-high stockings and shifted to longer and warmer skirts. Except on Saturdays, Jay didn't like how the heavy clothes looked on me. So I had to deal with cold legs for the drive over to his place and the drive back home again, but thankfully he allowed me to dress more appropriately the rest of the week.

When the thanksgiving long weekend came around, I was fortunate my family didn't have any plans for the Saturday. I wouldn't even try to get out of seeing Jay, but it would have been awkward as fuck explaining to my parents why I couldn't be around for a few hours in the middle of the day.

Instead our big family thing was on Sunday, and that led to a few more firsts for me. Though I wasn't even sure if they still counted as firsts since this was the only life I could remember.

My mom's sister's family came over, and just like always dad and uncle Carl and cousin Marcus were in the family room watching football while I was in the kitchen helping mom, along with aunt Shelly and cousin Tricia. When the food was finally ready we all squeezed into the dining room for turkey dinner with all the trimmings.

It was a nice, friendly family affair. Marcus was about my age, Tricia was two years younger. Carl and Shelly were a little older than my folks, but not by much. And while my parents knew about my video review work and they were both ok with it, our relatives did not. Carl and Shelly were kind of stuck up and prudish, so I knew better than to mention any of that stuff around them.

All in all everything went fine, and the big family get-together went without a hitch. Monday was a holiday and I spent most of it alone in my basement apartment, catching up on my studies and trying not to think too hard about how even my extended family only ever knew me as Kimberly.

Then it was back to my normal routine again on Tuesday. Another week at college, another new toy to fuck then review, another new video to post, and back to Jay's place on Saturday.

I did my best to keep my fears and misgivings to myself. In fact I pretty much stayed quiet during my Saturday visits. Apart from the moans and screams of pleasure, I didn't really say anything at all to him anymore. And Jay didn't comment or question that. Maybe he didn't even notice.

So my strange new life continued, until one cold Saturday in November when everything changed again.

As usual I was in a mini-skirt, and I had some thin sexy thigh-high socks on as I drove over to his place. I parked in the visitor parking, and let myself into the building. He'd long since given me the security code so he didn't have to buzz me through. I took the elevator up to his floor, and he never locked his door so I let myself in when I arrived precisely at noon sharp. 

Then I came to a halt and stared in shock.

For the first time since I started screwing Jay, he had someone else there with him. She was kneeling on his chair, straddling him as she rode his cock. She was naked apart from knee-high socks and sneakers. Her big boobs bounced and jiggled with her movements, her hands were on Jay's shoulders while his were on her waist. 

The thing that was most shocking though, was apart from her pastel pink hair this girl could have been me. She looked identical to me, like she was a clone or something.

I ended up standing there almost rooted to the spot as I watched, wide-eyed. Jay had my pink-haired clone ride him till they both came, then had her down on her knees giving him a blowjob. And when she was finished, she ended up masturbating till she fingered herself to another orgasm.

It was like a replay of my very first time.

Jay finally noticed me as the pink haired girl was just coming down. He smiled, "Kimmie grab me a beer. And get drinks for yourself and Chrissy."

I nodded quietly as I went into the kitchen, then returned with one beer and two fruity vodka drinks. I sat on the sofa and left the third bottle on the coffee table, while me and Jay both opened ours. And I tried to sound completely casual and calm as I asked, "So who's Chrissy?"

And as much as I wanted to, I didn't ask why she looked exactly like me or why Jay had her here when it was supposed to be my time. Until now he'd always made a point of never having anyone else around when I arrived, and he always sent me home before his next girl was due.

As usual Jay was already playing with his little black fidget stone in his left hand while he held his beer in his right hand. He smiled as he replied, "So I was thinking it'd be pretty cool to try a threesome? Like I can't believe it's taken me this long to come up with that idea, right?" 

There was a brief pause has he had a swig of beer. "Then I realized, what would be hotter than having two hot cuties worshipping my cock at the same time? Having two hot cuties who were also identical twin sisters worshipping my cock at the same time, of course."

I nearly choked on my drink as my eyes flicked to Chrissy then back to Jay. 

She really was absolutely identical to me in every way, except for her hair. Mine was a pale lavender or lilac purple, hers was a pastel pink. Kind of like bubblegum but not as bright. Her eyes were the same light blue as mine, her boobs were the same size, nipples were the same, she was hairless down below just like me. She looked to be the same height, same age, everything. Like I thought earlier, she was a perfect clone except for her hair colour.

"I know the hair's different," Jay added. "I figured that was enough for everyone to tell the two of you apart, and it's not that different. They're both cute girly colours."

Chrissy finally got up off the floor and sat next to me on the sofa. She didn't bother dressing, or even getting cleaned up. She picked up her drink and twisted it open and had a swig from it as she relaxed next to me.

I had another couple gulps of mine before I looked at Jay again. I tried not to sound too anxious as I asked him, "So you want us to pretend to be twin sisters?"

Jay looked back at me and I saw a little evil glint in his eyes as he asked, "Who said anything about pretending? Chrissy is your twin sister. You two are almost inseparable, you do everything together. Share everything."

My eyes widened and my stomach felt like lead as his words sank in. For some reason he was still letting me know when he changed stuff, so I knew I was originally an only child. I knew I'd grown up as my parent's only daughter. Despite knowing that, I now remembered growing up with my identical twin sister Christina. I remembered sharing my whole life with her, we did everything together. We were even in the same classes together at college. 

Kimberly and Christina, or Kim and Tina, we were each other's best friend and closest confidante. And just like Jay's pet name for me was Kimmie, his special name for my sister was Chrissy.

Except I knew it was all lies. Nobody else but me and Jay would know that though. My parents would think they had twin girls, they'd remember raising the two of us. And worse, Tina's parents wouldn't remember she existed. Tina herself would have no idea she was someone else's child.

"Jay..." I asked nervously. "Can I have a word with you in private please?"

He rolled his eyes and shrugged, "Fine, I guess."

"I'll be right back," Tina told us as she excused herself and went to the washroom. 

As soon as the door was closed I half-whispered, "Jay what are you doing? What did you do to her, who was she before?"

He shrugged, "Who cares? She's your sister now, that's all that matters."

I did my best not to freak out or get visibly upset or angry. "Jay... She has her own family, her own parents. She had her own life. Did you really just take all that away? Did you just turn her into a completely different person, so you could play out a fantasy?"

"Yeah," he shrugged again and had another swig of his beer. "Trust me, it's an improvement. And no, I'm not going to tell you who she was. It doesn't matter anymore, all you need to know is she's your twin sister."

My stomach lurched at how casual and careless he was about erasing another human being. I felt like I was going to be sick, but at the same time I was scared of reacting too strongly. If he was that careless about my sister, he wouldn't think twice about doing it to me too.

Instead I asked, "Don't you think it's kind of fucked-up, you want me and my sister to both have sex with you?"

This time he leered at me, "I want more than that Kimmie. It's not a true three-way unless you and her have sex together too."

"What?!" I grimaced. "Jay that's gross! She's my sister! I can't..."

As soon as I said it I knew I was screwed. I should have kept my mouth shut, but in the heat of the moment I had to go and challenge him.

He glanced at me then went back to fidgeting with that little black rock as he corrected me, "It's not gross Kimmie. You and Chrissy do it all the time. She lives with you in your basement apartment, you share a bed. She even guest-stars on your videos sometimes. Anyways you're identical twins, so it's no worse than masturbating, right? Like I said, you two share everything."

Once again I knew he was changing stuff, and on some level I knew it was wrong. But my memories had already adapted to his words. Tina and I lived together, shared a bed. We'd masturbated together since we were teens, and once we both moved into the basement apartment and had more privacy, we started having sex. My sister worked with me on my videos, and the ones where she co-stared were the most popular. 

Tina finally emerged from the bathroom, she sat next to me on the sofa but this time she slipped her arm around my shoulders and cuddled close as she smiled, "You're overdressed sis."

I took a deep shuddering breath, then gulped down the rest of my drink as my emotions churned. 

"Chrissy's right," Jay grinned. "Time to get naked Kimmie. And Chrissy, you may as well loose the socks and shoes too. I want to see the pair of you fully nude for a change."

My sister just grinned as she bent over to undo her shoes. She had no problem at all with any of this, as far as she knew this was all normal and natural. I was still struggling, as I tried to balance the lifetime of memories with my twin sister against the knowledge that her entire existence was a lie. That wasn't even touching on the incestuous relationship I had with her for the last couple years, or the knowledge that it too was a lie.

Despite the shock and horror I felt, I undressed alongside my sister. When I sat back down next to her we ended up with arms around each other, her right breast pressed against my left, her right thigh against my left. The contact felt good, comfortable, reassuring. 

Jay smiled as he looked us both over. He commented, "You look like you're into this Chrissy. You're not quite there yet though, are you Kimmie?"

I gulped. I didn't want to tell him I was freaking out, but I also didn't want to lie. Either way I knew he'd punish me. Unfortunately saying nothing at all didn't help either. 

"Good thing you both get turned on when you hear your pet names," Jay stated. "Right Kimmie? Right Chrissy?"

In the past it always gave me nice warm happy feelings when Jay used his special pet-name for me. This was different. Hearing him say that name nobody else was allowed to use sent a shiver down my spine and left my pussy tingling, while my nipples quickly stiffened. Tina's body reacted similarly when he said her pet-name.

With a wide smile on his face Jay suggested, "Kimmie, Chrissy, why don't you two start things off with each other? I want to see you two in a sixty-nine."

Hearing my name come off his lips again so soon had me dripping wet, and the last of my reservations crumbled. I let Tina push me back so I was laying beneath her on the sofa, then she quickly repositioned herself overtop of me. Her dripping wet sex was in my face, and I felt her warm breath against my own slick labia.

And while part of my mind knew this was the first time I'd ever licked pussy, I had memories of doing this countless times with Christina. She tasted exactly like I remembered. Exactly like I tasted. And the feeling of her tongue running along my wet folds was as familiar as the feel of my own fingers down there.

Soon we were both lost to the pleasure. We didn't need words to communicate, we could tell from each other's body language, breathing, and moans what the other wanted or needed, and how far along we both were. We were able to sync up our movements so it looked like we were practically a mirror image of each other. And together we each made sure the other had the best, most enjoyable pleasure we could manage, while also putting on a decent performance for Jay. Finally, when the time came we coordinated our orgasms so we both came together at the same moment. Even our happy cries and moans were in sync and perfect pitch.

By the time we'd finished Jay had his pants and boxers off, and the sight of his long thick cock got both my and Tina's juices flowing again. He had to pick one of us though, and this time I got to go first. I straddled and rode him, while my sister kneeled on the floor nearby and masturbated as she watched.

The sex with Jay was as good as ever. Possibly even better because now I got to share it with my sister, and that always made everything better.

After riding his long thick shaft to another screaming orgasm, I ended up on my back while Tina was on all fours, crouching between my legs. She ate me out again while Jay fucked her doggy-style. It was another level of bliss as I felt his powerful thrusts transferred through her tongue into my pussy. Both me and Tina came together again, after Jay flooded her with his seed.

Next my sister and I traded places, and I got to eat her out this time while he fucked me silly. It was almost impossible to decide which felt better, my sister's tongue between my labia circling my clit or Jay's huge shaft pounding my pussy. 

It was just as hard to guess who had more fun as the afternoon progressed. Jay was clearly enjoying playing out his fantasy of three-way sex with a pair of identical twins, but me and Tina got off on it just as much as he did. Sex with each other was always amazing, but sharing each other with him and his divine cock was like icing on the cake. 

I lost track of the time and how many times I came. Eventually Jay had us finish by taking turns giving him a blowjob, then me and Tina ended up in another sixty-nine on the sofa as we ate each other out one last time. Her pussy always tasted great, but it was even better when her juices were mixed with Jay's seed.

By the time my sister and I were coming down from all the debauchery it was nearly five in the afternoon. Jay had me get him another beer while Tina fixed him a sandwich, then we cleaned each other up in the bathroom. Finally we both got dressed, and I noticed our clothes were identical too. I was positive she had knee-high socks earlier but now she was wearing thigh-highs just like mine. Her skirt, bra, and top matched too.

"See you girls next Saturday at noon sharp," Jay smiled as me and Tina headed for the door together.

We were both quiet for the drive home. My sister had a happy grin on her face but I was numb again. With the sex over my mind was clear, and just like those first couple weeks I was reeling in shock over everything Jay did today.

When we got home we went in the back entrance and down to our apartment together, we locked the door like usual. Tina was still in a pretty good mood, so she was surprised and worried when I stumbled into the washroom and started throwing up. She was even more worried and confused when I collapsed and curled up sobbing on the bathroom floor.

My beautiful caring twin sister helped out of the bathroom. She helped get me undressed, and got me into bed. Then she curled up next to me and held me as I cried myself to sleep.

I remained an emotional wreck all day Sunday too. Christina and I helped mom with the Sunday dinner, but I barely ate anything as the four of us sat together at the dining room table that evening. My parents and sister were all worried about me, but I couldn't tell any of them what was wrong. After dinner Tina promised mom and dad she'd keep an eye on me and try to figure out what was up with me. Our parents thanked her, then hugged us both and wished us a good night before we went back down to our apartment in the basement.

My melancholy lasted till Monday morning. My mood finally shifted while Tina and I were in the shower together, helping each other wash up as part of our morning routine before getting dressed for college.

By the time we were towelling each other off I'd made up my mind. Whatever happened, I had to stop Jay. I was the only person in the world who knew what he'd done, what he was capable of. I was the only one who had a chance of stopping him, because nobody else knew he needed to be stopped.