A Different Person

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A Different Person
“Yeah, different person…”

Tanya stared at herself in the mirror. Had she accepted the offer? Was this the real her? And if not…

“You think no panties would be overkill with this outfit?”

Did that makes what she was feeling right now acceptable? Was this from the real Tanya, was it a weird clone thing, both? Whatever the case, Becky was driving her wild right now.

“Maybe. You could go with one of those lowrider thongs.”

The outfit Becky was wearing would make anyone drool. The top barely covered her tits, and the jean shorts hugged her round ass, leaving her gorgeous cheeks poking out of the bottom.

“Yeah. Bright red. I could make a guy cream himself just by bending over.”

She did just that, bending over in front of Tanya to adjust her shoe. Without thinking, Tanya grabbed two handfuls of that perfect ass.


Becky sprang up, spinning around to find only Tanya standing there.

“M*m, what the fuck? I know I’m hot as Hell, but don’t get all Appalachia on me. That’s just weird.”

Tanya bit her lip, not even hiding her attempts at scoping Becky up and down.

“M*m, what is wrong with you?”

She took a deep breath.

“A lot. Namely, I might be a clone. It’s a long story, but…yeah. I might be a clone. And since I might now be the real Tanya, and you’re in that outfit…”

Becky finished the train of thought for her.

“You thought cause you might not be the real you, you could get yourself a piece of this?”

Tanya nodded. Becky sighed.

“Normal girls don’t have to put up with this. I mean, seriously. You have the weirdest i****t fetish. Yeah, I know about it. You should really invest in earbuds. Cause the porn you watch isn’t as quiet as you think it is. Can’t tell you how tired I am of hearing ‘Fuck me hard, d***y’ 4 nights a week.”

Tanya made sure to take a mental note about the earbuds.

“So…is that a yes or a no?”

Becky pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration.

“Jesus. I’ll give you 10 seconds of making out. And that’s all you get. In the dressing room.”

She practically dragged her into the dressing room.

“Let’s get this over with. I know 10 seconds of kissing your d******r will weird even you out.”

Tanya gulped and took a few steps closer to an impatient looking Becky.


She closed her eyes and grabbed her by the shoulders, shoving her tongue roughly inside her mouth with a sloppy kiss.

God, she is such a weirdo. She’s kissing her own…oh, wow. That wasn’t bad right there.”

The 10 seconds passed, and Tanya pulled away as agreed.

“Thanks, honey. I know this is weird, but-”

It was Becky’s turn to initiate a sloppy kiss. Shoving Tanya against the wall as she aggressively frenched her. She broke off the kiss, staring with a mix of annoyance and lust.

“You just had to be a good kisser, didn’t you? Now you’ve got me into this crap.”

She quickly untied her top, tossing it aside.

“Suck on them, slut. Now.”

Tanya was in heaven. Not only was Becky on-board, she was a total dom. She hadn’t been this turned on in years.

“Yes, ma’am.”

She locked her mouth around her left nipple, suckling and licking like a woman possessed. Becky stopped her after a few moments.

“Clothes off, whore. Now. All of them.”

Tanya was practically panting at being bossed like this. She unbuttoned her pants, letting them drop around her ankles.

“Really, pink? What kind of immature slut are you? You don’t get to keep those. Give them to me.”

She shimmied her panties down her legs, tossing them to Becky. Who ripped them in two.

“You don’t get to wear panties today. Lose the rest before I take all your clothes and leave you here.”

She tore her shirt off over her head, ditching her bra in almost a flash.

“You’re pathetic. But you’re so fucking hot.”

She grabbed her own two handfuls of her breasts.

“You like your d******r touching your tits? I bet you do. On your fucking knees.”

She dropped to her knees almost instantly. Becky unzipped her shorts.

“Pull them down, bitch.”

Tanya grabbed her shorts, pulling them down her legs to finally see Becky’s bare womanhood.

“Lick, freak. Make you d******r cum.”

She didn’t have to be told twice. She buried her face in her pussy, her own hands manhandling her own like a dog in heat.

“God, you’re good at this. Stupid whore likes to eat OH MY GOD!”

Becky slipped in her bossy shtick when Tanya hit a particularly sensitive spot. She did her to keep composed as Tanya mouth-fucked her like a madwoman.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Don’t stop you stupid whore. I’m nearly there.”

Tanya hit that spot yet again. And that sent Becky over the line,


Becky had to fight to stay standing as her orgasm washed over her. As she came down, she looked down at what could be m*m. She knelt down, grabbing her by the neck.

“You’re my whore now. When I want it, you will fuck me. Do you understand?”

Tanya nodded, looking like she was in heaven. Becky slapped her. And kissed her.

“Good girl. It’s time to go home. Get dressed.”

She reached for her clothes, but Becky stopped her.

“Not those.”

The changing room door opened. Becky in her regular clothes. And Tanya squeezed into the slutty outfit that had led to all this.

“You’re wearing that all around town today. Let’s go.”

She slapped her ass. Clone or not, Tanya was super psyched this had happened

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