"Insecurity isn't attractive, dear," Caitlyn smiled, her fingers tracing the creases of my thighs, "confidence is. You should walk in this body with pride, not shame."
Her gentle touch radiated into my flesh, and loosened my tensed muscles. I cautiously uncrossed my arms, and laid my palms flat against the stone bench, letting her see all of me. Caitlyn's mouth widened into a warm smile, her eyes taking me in. I smiled sheepishly back, more than a little flattered by her expression of desire. I wanted Caitlyn to see all of me. I wanted her to want me.
"I used to be so much like you," Caitlyn whispered as she parted my legs, "ashamed of my body, even though I was quite beautiful. When Lucy took me to this place, I thought I was going to be tested with another carnal temptation, but it wasn't so. The real test, Rachel, is the temptation of empowerment, not lust. I can give you the power to walk confidentially in your flesh, knowing that all who see you will desire you. Do you want that?"
"Yessss," I hissed, "I want that... I want to be like you."
"Then let me help you." Caitlyn grinned as she showed me the tongue piercing she had just for me, "Let me help you love yourself."
She lowered her face between my spread thighs, and flicked her tongue across my clit. I shuddered and moaned, feeling the familiar wetness coursing between my legs, feeling my nethers swell with readiness. She pressed her full lips around my sensitive bump, and sensually ran her wet warm tongue along it, teasing it, circling it, drawing it to a bead of nerves. I pushed my palms hard against the bench and tilted my head back, closing my eyes, opening my legs wider. Her tongue-piercing worked its magic, constantly stimulating me, intensifying the pleasure to new heights. A purr escaped my parted lips and my legs splayed, all apprehension leaving me to the prowess of the woman. My palms moved from the bench, and ran through Caitlyn's white hair. I grasped the back of her head, and pushed her harder against me. She moaned in reaction to my ardency, and worked her tongue faster, prompting the tingling beginnings of an orgasm. My purr rose to a humming moan, interrupted only by small gasps and whimpers. Caitlyn didn't let up on me. She sucked my clit gently from my body, enclosing it between her lush lips, toying with it behind a devious pursing that stretched my pubic flesh from my cunt. It was more than I could take. With trembling legs and a passionate cry, I climaxed.
I felt my clit engorge with blood. I looked down in horror to see it growing in Caitlyn's mouth. The corners of her lips curled in a smile, but that smile soon vanished. My new penis grew and grew until the girth stretched Caitlyn's lips, and the length began to push against the back of her throat. I cried out in terror and pleasure as my new cock forced a gag from the hermaphrodite, burrowing into her tight wet esophagus. Her eyes widened in a moment of shock, but she recovered quickly and took me all the way in, pushing her full lips to my base, looking up at me from piercing blue irises as the rest of my body changed. My soft arms and torso toned and hardened with muscle, my breasts grew larger, my ass grew thicker, and my pale skin darkened until it was a golden tan. When my transformation was complete, Caitlyn slowly slid her lips up my length, revealing the massive organ she'd been consuming.
"Rachel," she said, her voice wavering in awe, "come with me."
Caitlyn took my hand in hers, and guided me to the fountain. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Lucy and God gawking at me. I smiled internally, and continued walking with Caitlyn until we reached the water. I looked down into the glass-like surface of the pool, and gasped at my reflection. I was beautiful. Every imperfection had been removed, every good feature had been enhanced, and everything else had been transformed entirely. My hair was now white, my skin tan, my eyes piercing blue, my ass and breasts larger and perfectly shaped, and between my thick legs, was a long smooth cock, and a pair of hairless balls held taut against my body. I tested my new organ with a stroke of my hand, and it felt...
right
. Behind it, my slit still leaked with my feminine desire, but for now it was an afterthought.
"Look how beautiful you are." Caitlyn whispered in my ear, "You could become the next queen of this garden. We could decorate you with gems across this beautiful canvas. Every man and woman would flock to you, worship you, and please you as you wish."
"And you, Caitlyn?" I asked as I turned my body to her, "Would you please me as I wish?"
"Gladly," Caitlyn smiled as her hands ran down my curves, "if you join me, Rachel, I will worship you every day like the queen you are."
"Worship me now." I smirked. I'd never felt so confident, so sexually empowered. When I moved, I moved with a grace I'd never expressed before. When I spoke, every word I said came easily, without a hint of awkwardness or apprehension. I slid a hand behind the back of Caitlyn's head, and smiled at her. She smiled back, and we moved together.
Our breasts squished together as our cocks engorged against one another. Our tongues entangled in a practiced dance inside our mouths, as though we'd been kissing each other for ages. My hands instinctively moved where they needed to go. I filled my fingers with Caitlyn's full ass as my other hand entangled in a mess of her white hair, pulling it back. I found myself becoming the dominant partner. Caitlyn tilted her head for me, and my face moved atop hers, our lips sucking in a gentle devouring, our eyes closed in bliss. She reached between us and wrapped her cool hands around my throbbing cock. My hand slid from her ass to her upper thigh, and I guided her leg to bend at the knee as we gracefully descended to the grass. She wrapped her leg around my waist as she stroked my cock, a frothing shot of precum lubing her hand. We parted from our oral embrace and stared with eyes half-closed into each other. A thin smile crept across both our lips. We were so sexually compatible; every movement one of us made was countered beautifully by the other, as though we knew exactly what the other was going to do. Caitlyn shifted her hips upward and released my member, as I shifted my hips down and pushed it inside her.
LUCIFER
"It's like we don't even exist." God pouted on the grass as we watched the two hermaphrodites engaging in the most beautiful sex I'd ever seen.
"Why would they care about you?" I laughed, "I might be the lord of sin, but you're an amateur compared to these two."
"I am not!" God said, "I've been fucking for billions of years!"
"It's evolution Honey." I said, "The hermaphrodites were built for nothing else. Now that Rachel's one of them, she's got all the right instincts. Why would she settle for you, when she can fuck her equal?"
"Do you think she'll stay here with Caitlyn?" God asked nervously.
"I actually thought Rachel would pass this test with ease," I said, "but it appears she has some pretty extensive self-perception issues. All those baggy clothes weren't just there to hide her beautiful body from the temptations of sin, but to conceal it because she was self-conscious."
"She had some bullying problems in her early teens." God frowned, "A group of jealous cunts kept telling Rachel she was ugly, and without any friends to keep her up, she believed the bitches."
"And now look at her," I smiled, "the most beautiful creature in hell, and she knows it too. Look how confident she is, how domineering and controlling she can be. Caitlyn is just like her; rigorous, possessive, dominating. These two are going to be at it forever."
"Yeah..." God trailed off as she began to touch herself, "Hey, do you wanna fuck?"
"Sure thing," I grinned as slid my body next to her, "let's see if we can get their attention."
RACHEL
"Do you like it when I do that?" I whispered as I slowly thrusted into Caitlyn's pussy, her red body shifting subtly against the grass.
"Mmmmmmm, Rachel," Caitlyn smiled back, her mouth parting to yield moans of approval, "it's like you were born with a cock."
"These piercings you have," I said as I stroked Caitlyn's member, "do they make it feel better?"
"So much better." Caitlyn moaned.
"I think I want some," I giggled, "but I want them on my pussy too."
"Are you going to stay with me here?" Caitlyn murmured as I slid my full length inside her. In and out, in and out. My motions were slow and methodical, enjoying the tight wetness of her, the softness of her insides as they fit warmly around me.
"I don't know, Cat," I smirked, "you'll need to convince me to."
"I think I can do that."
Caitlyn shifted her weight beneath me, her body sending a wordless message to mine. I instinctively rolled with her until I was on my back, and she was straddled across my lap. One of my hands greedily traced the lines of her, sliding from her neck to her breasts, and lingering there before outlining her torso and hips. My other hand continued to stroke her cock as I pushed my pelvis against her, lifting the red hermaphrodite off the ground. Caitlyn grinned wickedly down at me, and drove her hips into a gyrating circular dance. Her muscular abdomen flexed in waves, her breasts bounced in jiggles as her weight shifted, and her pubis grinded passionately downward, her tight pussy stirring around me, enveloping me from all sides, pulling me deeper into her tightness.
Squeezing me.
