Gwens 10 Episode 3: The Krakken (Patreon)

The lake was rather quiet at night, a bit too quiet. Ben was already splashing about happily in the water but the Gwens would rather stay inside. They said they didn't want to get their clothes dirty, though that was just an excuse so they didn't have to admit that the atmosphere creeped them out.

Ben simply splashed around in the open water, happy to get his body wet. It was a bit dark and creepy but there was no way anything actually terrifying could be found here, right? A cold chill went up his spine as he heard a twig snap. He wasn't standing on anything though, he was just floating in the water. And there also seemed to be something glowing down there. Glowing yellow eyes under the water, eight of them staring right up at him. The monster emerged from the depths and Ben screamed in terror...

...only to realize that the monster he was so scared of was just Four Arms.

The two alien heroes laughed at Ben, who silently stomped back towards the RV. That was what he got for calling them wimps earlier, now the Gwens had the last laugh.
Or at least, that's what they thought.

Something grabbed onto their shared leg, something pulled them down under, and the two were submerged for quite a moment. The water was murky and it was hard to see, but they could eventually make out some large glowing eye that was staring them down. The creature that dragged them down was absolutely massive, and its large mouth opened wide as it looked like the Gwens were about to be swallowed whole.

"I don't believe it," Ben said, having just heard the story. "You must be trying to prank me again."

"But we swear!" The Gwens insisted as they told the story. "There really is something in that lake!"

"You can't just prank me like that and expect me to believe everything you say right after." Ben stomped away furiously, having clearly not taken the joke well.

"Ben's right," Grandpa Max said. "Don't make up stories like this just to scare your cousin."

"But I-" The Gwens stopped themselves before they continued. Insisting now wouldn't help their case, but they just knew they saw something down there. If only there were a way to prove it.

The morning came and Ben and Grandpa Max went out on a boat to fish. Gwen and Gwen told them they'd just stay behind at the RV and read a bit, but that was just a lie. When the boat was out of sight the two snuck out of the RV, ready to search for proof of the monster.

"If we're going to prove to them that something's below the water we'll have to go under the surface." Gwen pressed a button on the watch and raised its faceplate, rotating it until an aquatic looking alien was on screen. "So we'll have to go Ripjaws!"

"No!" Gwen's face went red as she stopped her double from slamming her hand on the faceplate. "We're not turning into Ripjaws again."

"So do you have any better ideas?"

"If we get a bird's eye view we can have a better idea of where to start." Gwen turned the dial on the watch until the faceplate showed an insectoid alien. "So becoming Stinkflies would be the better option."

"But we're right next to the water, wet wings make it impossible to fly!"

"But it'd be better than being unable to focus because of the transformation we chose!"

"Ripjaws is still the better option." Gwen turned the dial back to Ripjaws.

"No, Stinkfly is." Gwen turned the dial back to Stinkfly.

The two grunted and tried to turn the dial in opposite directions, each unwilling to change their stance on the issue. The two pulled and pulled until one of them slipped, the effects of inertia causing the dial to spin fast like a wheel. The shock made them accidentally press down on it, transforming them into a random alien.

This transformation was covered in soft lighter blues, with the heads and fingers contrasting with a shiny black surface. Sharing the same super fast legs and long and thick tail, this was a transformation they had dubbed XLR8.

The two XLR8 groaned, now rather upset with each other.

"Now we can't search the lake for clues," Gwen groaned.

"Nor can we look through the sky," Gwen groaned.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT DOOFUS!" The two tried to shove each other, coming in contact midway and forcing their arms to spread apart. This allowed for their chests to be pushed right towards each other, and while XLR8 had smaller chests than their other alien counterparts the two could still feel their nipples push against each other. A soft gasp escaped their lips as they brushed against each other.

"All we had to do was look through the SKY dweeb!" XLR8 punctuated the word sky with a shove, pressing her nipples into her double's.

"Who looks for a SEA monster from the sky doofus!?" XLR8 punctuated the word sea with a shove, pressing her nipples into her double's.

"You dweeb..."
"You doofus..."

The two pressed their nipples harder and harder into each other, trying their best to shove each other into the ground. Their nipples dug into their flesh, forced back by an incredible amount of force from some of the weaker aliens on the watch. The two grunted, not expecting completely equal strength once again, but they were getting too annoyed to care.

Their shared legs were quivering, an expected occurrence when the two were battling in such a way. But with small wheels of sort on the bottom of the feet their quivering made them drift towards the lake, and with an alien like XLR8 they practically sped towards the lake.

Fortunately they didn't drown, being fast enough to speed over the surface of the water. The two didn't notice though, pushing and shoving their small tits into each other in their vain attempt to gain dominance.

Their breaths were heavy, both of them feeling each breath the other took. Their nipples felt like they were surging with pleasure, pulsating and throbbing from the pleasure they felt. Their shared pussy was absolutely pouring, adding a new liquid to the lake below them.

"Gwens!" The XLR8 were brought back to reality by a call from Ben, the two not having realized they've run far enough to reach the boat. The shock of the call almost made them fall below the water's surface, but the two were somehow able to keep their balance. "Good thing you're here, you have to stop that thing!"

"What thing?" The Gwens questioned it for a bit before seeing what was attacking the boat. A giant green monster with what appeared to be thick tentacles coming out of its mouth was smashing through the boat, terrifying everyone on board.

"That's the monster we saw last night," Gwen said.

"Looks like there's no need to investigate," Gwen said.

The two quickly sped over the water's edge, running surprisingly in sync in order to grab survivors right off the boat and right onto land. In the blink of an eye the boat had been completely evacuated.

While the people were gone the monster wouldn't stop its rampage. Another boat was in the vicinity with a few marine biologists on board, screaming in terror as the monster came for them. XLR8 sped onto the boat, ready to bring them to safety, but one of the marine biologists refused.

"We have important things in these crates," he said. "We can't let the monster destroy them."

Before XLR8 could object the monster rose behind them. With a loud bellowing roar it prepared to slam its arm down on the boat. The Gwens didn't let the arm touch however, kicking with a speed only XLR8 could provide. The monster screamed, hiding back in the ocean.

"Yes!" XLR8 pumped her fist up in pride. "I can't believe I did that so easily."

"That's because I did it," XLR8 said. "It was just some quick thinking on my part."

"No you didn't. I know what I felt, and I was the one that kicked it!"

"Stop lying to yourself! I'm the one that kicked it!"

"I don't want to interrupt your discussion," the marine biologist said, holding up one of the crates and making sure it was safe. "But is that thing supposed to glow red like that?"

The watch's faceplate flashed red in front of their eyes, which finally caught the attention of the conjoined alien heroines.

"Sorry," they said. "Gotta run!" The two sped across the water quickly before turning back to Gwens, crashing headfirst into the sand from the inertia.

"Darn it!" The Gwens noticed some gruff fisherman throw his harpoon in the ground in frustration. "And I was so close to catching the Krakken too!"

"The Krakken?" The Gwens were immediately intrigued. "You know what that monster was?"

The man smirked. "I don't just know, I've been hunting it for years. Most people don't believe me, but you saw what I saw. The name's Captain Shaw by the way."

"Gwen."

"It's horrible!" The marine biologists docked there boat on shore, anxiously running onto land. "One of the crates is missing, it might have been sunk into the ocean!"

"No way they're getting that back with the Krakken on the loose," Shaw said, readying his harpoon. "This night I'm going back out there, and I know I'll catch it!"

Before the Gwens could continue to prod on Ben and Grandpa Max came into the picture, getting them back to the RV so they could be safe. While Ben seemed unfazed by the incident, simply playing his Sumo Slammers game, the Gwens paced around the body of the RV restlessly, filled with concern.

"That's the monster we saw last night," one of them said. "I know I recognize that face."

"The Krakken is only going to cause more harm if we leave it alone," the other said. "We have to help stop it."

"Just leave it be," Grandpa Max said, preparing his new earthworm stew. "The authorities are already here to deal with it, you shouldn't get in their way."

"But there has to be something we can do to help." The Gwens slumped with disappointment, wishing that something could be done about this situation. They lied on the sheets of their bed, somewhat disappointed.

Night fell, and half of the four people in the RV were fast asleep. The other half, the two Gwens, slowly crept out of the vehicle and out towards the lake.

"I don't like this," Gwen said. "It feels like we're doing something wrong."

"But how else are we going to help?" The other Gwen put her finger to her lips, urging her double to be quiet. "This is the only available position."

"I guess. Hey, is that Captain Shaw?" Gwen pointed to a boat in the distance, currently getting loaded by the gruff captain preparing to kill the Krakken.

"That means we got here just in time!"

The Gwens ran to the boat before it could leave, jumping right on board and making it rock a bit from the force. Shaw, who was too focused on moving forward, jumped in surprise as he felt them land there.

"You two?" Shaw was taken aback. "You need to stay back on shore, this sort of mission is dangerous."

"But we can help," Gwen said.

"We're much stronger than we look," Gwen said.

Shaw looked back at the pier shrinking in the distance and sighed. "I guess you can tag along for now," he said. "But stay back and away from all danger. Watch from a distance."

"Got it." The Gwens lied as naturally as they breathed.

The group finally made it to the spot of the Krakken attack, anchoring the small boat right there. Shaw put on a diving suit, telling the Gwens to stay put while he dived down and took a look. The Gwens were fortunate enough to find one spare diving suit on the boat, and it was just their size.

The problem was, who would wear it?

"Just let me get in the diving suit," Gwen said, pushing her leg into one of the pant legs. "You can just hold your breath while we're down there!"

"If anyone should just hold their breath it's you," Gwen said, pushing her leg into the other pant leg. "You're the one who didn't want to use Ripjaws after all!"

"I told you, Stinkfly is a better choice!" She stuffed one arm in one of the sleeves.

"Only if you're a doofus it is!" She stuffed one arm into the other sleeve.

The two fought and argued as they put it on, each trying to put the other out but putting themselves in at the same time. The two finally slid a helmet over their heads with a pop, and found themselves bound inside the same diving suit. Their cheeks and breasts mashed into each other due to the lack of space, and each girl had a leg ride up each other's pants.

"Reminds me of Ripjaws," one Gwen said.

"I can see it," the other said.

The two stumbled into the lake, falling head first into it with barely any grace. Coordinating was much more difficult than when sharing a pair of legs, so the two had a bit of trouble moving.

Once they were down there however they saw a surprising sight. At the bottom of the sea floor there were two large round orange orbs, each about as big as a Gwen's head. They seemed veiny, throbbing, alive somehow, and the two could immediately tell what they were: eggs.

Shaw seemed disappointed the Krakken wasn't there, swimming right back up to the surface. The Gwens tried to follow along, staggering a bit from the awkwardness of their situation, but eventually resurfacing.

When they got up it seemed like their boat was overtaken by a much larger boat. The boat that housed the marine biologists from earlier in the day was towering over this one, and Shaw was on top. He seemed to be discussing something with the marine biologist they saved earlier as well.

"Listen here Jonah," Shaw yelled. "I didn't see a single odd thing down at the bottom of that ocean!"

"Don't take me for a fool," the marine biologist named Jonah said. "I know you spotted one of those Krakken eggs, so tell me where they are!"

"Move out of the way!" Gwen pushed her double's head away slightly. "I can hardly see what's going on! What are they saying?"

"How am I supposed to know!?" Gwen pushed her double's head away slightly. "I can't see either, so you need to move!"

The two grunted as they pushed their heads away, trying to see as much as they could. Jonah and Shaw argued above, their words not being noticed by the Gwens as they fought over the space in their suit. They pressed their sides against each other, pushing and shoving as much as they could, barely getting a peek out before getting their heads shoved away again.

Jonah and Shaw seemed to be yelling at each other, but the Gwens weren't paying attention. The two were pushing their innermost breasts into each other to try and gain more leverage, growling as they tried to dominate each other however they could. Their free arms were removed from their sleeves, leaving only their legs to keep them above water, went right down to each other's crotches and slid down into each other's pants. The two gasped and bucked a bit from the shock, feeling each other's fingers slide right down their soft panties, but not relenting in their clash.

Suddenly there was a bang. The two looked up to see an explosion had blown up the boat. Shaw couldn't be seen anymore, only Jonah being on deck as he threw what appeared to be a tracking device down into the depths beside the Gwens. The large boat quickly started to turn around and leave, leaving the Gwens there in shock.

"What did he do?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't seem good."

As they dragged themselves up onto the remains of the ship the inside of their suit started to get illuminated with a special light. One Gwen noticed it a second before the other, which was just fast enough for her to hit the faceplate before her double could realize it.

Their diving suit burst as they became large insect aliens. Sharing a black face and each gaining large powerful wings, they transformed into the large conjoined bugs: the Stinkflies.

"Finally, it was my turn to get the alien I wanted! I still think Ripjaws would've been better to use here! Shut up doofus!" While it was impossible to tell which Gwen was saying what due to the single head, it was clear to see they were arguing with each other.

"Whatever, let's just go!" One of the Stinkflies lifted off with her wings, but the other just stayed put, grabbing onto the floating plank of wood that was previously part of the boat and just staying put. "No! We need to stay dry, we can't risk drowning here!"

"Come on, let's go! No, I'm staying here!" One body pulled, flapping her wings as much as she could, while the other stabbed her tail into the wood and stayed as put as possible. The two were on water though, so while one Stinfly wasn't able to get the other to lift off the ground she was able to start dragging the two of them through the surface of the water like they were riding a small boat.

"Fine, do what you want," one of the Stinkflies said, sounding exasperated. "Just let me use our eyes for a moment." Their eyestalks shifted, turning towards the boat as the two made their way towards Jonah's boat.

"Get back here you creep!" Hearing a shrill voice from behind the boat Jonah turned back to see, well he didn't exactly know what exactly he saw, but it certainly looked like a rare creature. And a rare creature like that was certainly going to fetch a good buck. "What did you do with Shaw!?"

"What do you care about that old man for? Well, it doesn't matter." Jonah took a special ray gun out of his pocket and pointed it at the two bugs. "Once I catch you you're going to make a fine bit of cash."

The flying Stinkfly was barely able to avoid the continuous ray gun assault, her partner being on the ground not helping her at all. It was hard to make swift movements when your head was anchored to the water's surface.

"Ouch, ouch." Complaining could be heard from their shared head. "You're tugging too much! Well I wouldn't be tugging if you decided to fly! Shut up you ddwoeoefbus!"

Momentarily focused on each other, the Stinkflies jammed their sharp stinger tails into each other's asses. Their shared face contorted with pleasure as the sharp edges dug into their flesh harder and harder as much as they could. They shook as their tails went in and out of each other, nearly screaming from the assault.

That distraction was enough for Jonah to blast them, knocking the flying Stinkfly out of the sky and dunking her into the water. The other Stinkfly almost fell in, but was able to pull her partner out of it.

"My wings are wet, I can't fly!" The wet Stinkfly tried to wave her wings around, but the wet wings bent and couldn't support her anymore. "I told you you wouldn't be able to lift off! Shut up!"

The two continued to argue, while Jonah went to the helm of the boat right away. He turned the boat around, and sped it towards the Stinkflies, hoping to crush them like she was smashing a bug.

"Look out!" The dry Stinkfly flapped her wings, creating enough wind to push away the plank they were on like a boat and just barely allowing them to escape its crushing force. "Let's settle this after we deal with Jonah."

Their eyes pointed to the boat and pelted it with slime, doing more damage than one would expect of small pelts of slime. The boat was getting dented, parts of it getting crushed and pierced from the substance, and Jonah knew he couldn't risk staying in this battle any longer.

"Hey, bug brained!" Jonah grabbed Shaw's unconscious body and tossed it overboard. "Catch this!"

The Stinkflies reacted fast, speeding to Shaw and catching his unconscious body, but when they looked up Jonah had already left the area.

When Shaw awoke he was on the lake's shore, with the Gwens looking over his waking body.

"You're awake," one Gwen said. "That's great."

"We don't have much time for that," the other said. "What were you and that guy talking about? What happened?"

Shaw simply got up and polished his harpoon, not even looking at the girls. "Just some guy named Jonah Melville," he said. "Asking about some eggs or something. You two need to stay away from him, he sounds like bad news."

"Jonah... Melville?" As he was speaking one Gwen typed the name into her phone, looking shocked when she got a result. "This guy is a wanted poacher of rare animals, selling endangered species to the highest bidders on the black market! He's not a marine biologist at all!"

"He must be after the eggs just to sell them then," the other Gwen noted. "Maybe the Krakken is only attacking in order to protect its eggs!"

"I don't care what that bastard's doing," Shaw grumbled, walking along the side of the lake. "That Krakken's a wild beast, and I'm going to kill it."

While Shaw left to get himself a new diving suit Gwen and Gwen went after Jonah. They knew he was stationed at a cannery by the lake's shore, but didn't expect such a massive crowd to have formed by the time they got there. So many poachers, all seemingly on Jonah's crew, were blocking their way with ray guns and knives in hand.

"Looks like we'll have to fight our way through," Gwen groaned.

"Yeah," Gwen said, looking at the watch get fully charged. "And it's my turn to choose!"

She slammed on the watch before her double could react, transforming the two into an alien form. Once again they had two heads on one body, only this form had four legs and three quite large breasts. Their bodies were covered in scales, and their faces became a bit more monstrous, lined with incredibly sharp teeth. The watch's faceplate planted itself in the neck area between the two heads.

"Yes, Ripjaws!" "No, Ripjaws!"

The two had transformed into Ripjaws, to the joy of one and the tears of the other.

"At least we're not in the water," the complaining Ripjaws said. "But this still sucks."

"Don't complain," the other Ripjaws said. "Remember last time we transformed?"

"We were in danger! Besides, Stinkflies are more useful more often than not!"

"Not when we're in the middle of the water!"

As the two argued they tore through the crowd, tossing the criminals away with their large maws and swiftly dodging each attack despite their current disagreement. They made their way over to where Jonah was, the fake biologist currently entering a submarine the size of a small car. Despite the size it was filled to the brim with weapons, capable of taking down many whales with a single blow.

Jonah laughed as he lowered the sub into the water, speeding off down into the depths. If those eggs were where Shaw first stopped, he would be able to get there in minutes.

The Ripjaws looked down in shock, a bit unsure of what should be done next.

"Well then," Ripjaws said. "We need to go after him."

"But we can't," Ripjaws said. "Don't you remember what happened when we last swam with this alien?"

"But we have to try. We can't let him get away."

Ripjaws groaned. "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."

The two jumped into the water, their legs transforming once they hit the surface. All four legs wrapped around each other, came together, covered itself in a new scaly form. After the transformation it was as if they never had legs at all, and only had one big mermaid tail to share between them.

And that's when the problem started.

In most regards Ripjaws was essentially made for swimming. Ripjaws was the only option on the watch with gills, and their shared tail allowed for really quick movement underwater. None of their physical abilities seemed to be hampered by the water, in fact it seemed to make them better. The problem seemed to be a result of there being two girls in one body.

Being conjoined like this, some areas of the body were duplicated compared to the average person. They had two heads, three breasts, four legs, and unfortunately they also had two pussies.

Once wrapped within the shared mermaid tail the individual clits would come together, squashed together under the force of the wrapped and shared legs. Once they got into this form they may have been able to swim well, but their pussies would throb with pleasure as they were essentially forced to scissor each other the entire time. It was distracting, made it hard to swim, and the Gwens personally found it a bit embarrassing.

"Let's do this quickly," one of them said, trying not to look the other in the eyes.

"That's probably best," the other said, doing the same.

Jonah was deep on the lake's floor in his sub, extending small arms out to grab the orange eggs in front of him. Before he could grab them though the Ripjaws smashed into the scene, grabbing the eggs and swiftly moving them out the way. Jonah wasn't just going to let that happen though, firing lasers at them as he tried to chase them through the waters. While he didn't notice he was also getting followed, the Krakken not going to allow him to steal its children so easily.

"Great going," one of the Ripjaws said. "Now we have two things chasing us!"

"You're the one who grabbed them," the other Ripjaws said. "If it were up to me this wouldn't have happened!"

"No it wouldn't!"

"Yes it would!"

Their legs squeezed together tighter, as if responding to their increase in anger. Their pussies started to press harder into each other, making them stagger a bit. That short moment was enough for Jonah to catch up to them, ramming his sub into their back with the force of an elephant. The eggs started to slip from their grasp, easily grabbed by arms extended out by the submarine.

Jonah started to ascend, only to have his path blocked by the giant Krakken. As the Krakken slowed down the swift submarine the Ripjaws tried to catch up. Unfortunately they could feel their pussies smash into each other harder and harder with every push of their tail, making it hard for them to swim and difficult for them to reach the surface.

"I told you this was a bad form to take," one of them complained. "This sort of thing always happens!"

"It's still our only water alien," the other snapped back. "Stop complaining and just move already!"

"I am moving, your pussy's just hampering us!"

"No, yours is!"

Before this escalated even more Jonah's sub was thrown to the sea floor by the Krakken. The two used that as a chance to rip the eggs out of his hands, swimming back towards the nest as they did. While they tried to swim as fast as possible the two felt their pussies throb even harder than before. They practically flattened like pancakes against each other, pressing so hard they were almost fused together. The two buckled as they tried to push through, their swimming starting to slow to a crawl.

The two growled at each other, their minds going blank from the pleasure. They kissed momentarily, just a small peck of the lips, but now their only goal was to dominate each other's pussies. Their shared tail squeezed harder, pushing the two pussies harder and harder into each other and sending an incredible arousal throughout their entire bodies. As the eggs were dropped into the nest they could barely take it anymore, and felt themselves climaxing as hard as they could. Their back arched as they felt the pleasure wreck their body.

Jonah was aiming for the kill, guns pointed right at the Ripjaws and ready to fire, but the Krakken wasn't going to let that happen. It'd seen the Ripjaws help put its eggs back, and it was going to return the favor. The submarine was completely smashed through, torn to pieces like it was made of butter, and Jonah immediately started to regret his decisions in life.

Jonah closed his eyes, expecting a great pain to wrack his body, but not feeling anything. He opened his eyes again to see the Ripjaws in front of him, putting their arms out to stop the Krakken in its tracks. The Krakken seemed to listen to them, simply leaving to care for its eggs.

Jonah sighed with relief, he didn't die after all, but the Ripjaws weren't just going to let him go scoff free. They dragged him up to the surface, where he was quickly arrested by the police. And all was well once again.

As the night started to shift to day Ben and Gwen finally noticed the Gwens were missing. They left the RV, running around the lake to see if they could find the girls, only to find Shaw floating along its edge in his new boat. A large fishing net filled with seaweed and some large sea creature was inside.

"Finally," he said to himself. "I have done it! I have finally caught the Krakken!"

Ben was simply going to pass them by, only to feel an air of familiarity around the creature in the net. He slowly looked inside, eventually recognizing who it was. "Gwen!? What are you two doing in there?"

"Gwen?" Shaw was in shock, too much so to see the flash of green light behind him. He looked back at the net, surprised to see the two girls from the previous night inside instead of a sea monster. "But... how!?"

The Gwens shrugged. "It's a long story."