Sweat dripped from Dys’ brow and nose and fell onto Jay’s back and neck as she panted with exhaustion. Her legs felt weak and unsteady as she held her half-crouched position behind Jay, her inhuman stamina starting to fail her. Her hands wrapped around Jay’s waist in a powerful grip as she slowly thrust her cock into Jay’s ass for the umpteenth time that night.
Syd had been folded over again, her knees practically touching her shoulders in a prolonged display of flexibility that after nearly three hours, she was having trouble maintaining. Syd’s cock rubbed against her own cheek from the bent position, a position she’d taken so that her now nearly overflowing pussy would be held pointed upright towards the ceiling, the better to keep any cum from spilling out. As before, the ritual had caused an inner glow to suffuse the recipient’s body, and Syd was lighting up the dark room like a nightlight.
Sandwiched between the two, Jay was both penetrating and being penetrated by her other selves, the intense feeling of being on the giving and receiving end once again a bizarre and overwhelming experience.
As one being, Jadis always felt the things she did to her own bodies from both perspectives at the same time, however, experiencing both her ass being fucked and her cock in a wet, cum-stuffed pussy at the same in one body was somehow a different sensation altogether.
“I just had a thought,” Jay murmured breathlessly as one of her hands rubbed Syd’s faintly glowing shaft, sliding her dripping member across Syd’s already sticky face. “We’re technically doing DP right now, aren’t we?”
“No we aren’t,” Syd said between moans. “Dys would have to be fucking my ass right now instead of yours for it to count. This is more like a daisy chain.”
“Daisy chains are oral,” Dys corrected, her statement punctuated by another meaty slap of her groin against Jay’s ass.
Cursing, Jay leaned back into Dys’s thrusts, trying to aid in getting to the peak they were all seeking without pulling out of Syd’s copiously stuffed core. With five out of six climaxes already achieved and the ritual nearing completion, Syd’s cunt was so full Jadis was worried if Jay pulled her dick out even an inch, she might accidentally spill her seed and ruin the whole spell.
Dys pulled back, her own cock dripping obscene amounts of cum as she mostly withdrew from Jay’s rear. Just as before, the last orgasm needed for Debauched Duplication was a struggle to reach. Six orgasms in three hours were a lot even for a sex-crazed narcissist like her. Not that she hadn’t performed similar acts when not under the requirements of a ritual, but the other elements of the spell that had to be maintained simply added enough difficulty to the task that Jadis found herself more exhausted now than when she had slain the demons earlier in the day.
“Spending all day hunting and all night fucking can’t be good for our energy reserves,” Dys grunted as she fully pulled out of Jay. “Next time we do something like this, we don’t do it the same day we fight a life and death battle.”
“Agreed,” both Jay and Syd sighed.
Getting on her knees, Dys gave some small relief to Jay and Syd’s sore muscles and she used her arms and hands to help support their position. Licking a strand of stray sweet cum off of Jay’s ass, Dys dove in and began eating out her double’s dripping pussy. Her long tongue snaked deep into her tunnel, lapping up the delicious lubricant their bodies produced.
With how much her cocks came and how much wetness dripped from her cores, Jadis wasn’t sure how she wasn’t a trio of desiccated husks.
“Fuck, almost,” Jay cried out, her aching member practically swimming in her own seed, buried within Syd. Dys’ skilled ministrations were winding that tension deep in her stomach tight again, the pressure building to a predictable, eagerly anticipated conclusion.
Syd’s mouth sucked hard on her own cockhead, adding to the sensations that threatened to overwhelm Jadis. Every pleasure her other self felt added to the pleasure Jay’s body experienced, building her sweet tension to even greater heights.
Acting on an impulse, Dys pulled back, lips dripping with juices, and shoved three fingers in Jay’s tight core. With all the speed her great agility afforded her, Dys rapidly frigged her mirror twin’s pussy, rubbing with a near painful intensity.
“Motherfu—” Jay cried out as both she and Syd orgasmed, the surprisingly effective move breaking the dam and releasing their built-up pleasure.
Syd, her mouth filling with her own cum she was forced to swallow or drown in, was unable to exclaim, though Jay’s eloquence spoke well enough for her.
“Shit, that feels intense,” Dys said as she continued to finger Jay, drawing the long climax out even longer. Unable to resist, she began nipping Jay’s pale ass with her teeth, the almost ticklish feeling sending shivers and thrills that added to the pleasure.
Syd’s body, having already been glowing for some time, flashed brightly as Jay’s orgasm subsided. The illumination was nearly blinding, but slightly less so than the first time. A strange sensation entered Jadis’ mind as it cleared from its cum-induced haze. The need to choose a new skill to replace what had been duplicated before impressed itself upon her consciousness.
Jadis had deliberated which skill to duplicate quite a lot as she had gone about her business about town before retiring to her room in the inn but hadn’t given it any further consideration once the ritual had begun, her mind far too distracted by more pressing, sexy concerns. Now that the moment had come, she still found herself uncertain as to what to choose. She’d narrowed her choices down to three possibilities, but all three had pros and cons that made picking one difficult. Out of ten passive skills, the three possibilities she’d earmarked for duplication were Mirror Knight’s Might, Minor Fractional Spread, and Mirrored Strikes.
Mirrored Knight’s Might seemed like the most obvious choice. The skill was already pumping her strength attribute up by fifty percent. If she took the skill again, she could increase another of her stats by fifty percent, or even potentially boost her strength up by double, assuming the duplicated skill would stack in that way. It was always possible that the skill might add fifty percent to the already multiplied strength stat, which would mean an even higher number. Jadis wasn’t sure how the skills would interact, but either way would be an impressive increase to her ability to smash demons.
The downside in her mind, though, was what might happen if she came across a skill she wanted to duplicate more, later. Admittedly, Jadis knew she tended to act in the moment rather than plan long term, but she was trying to give some thought and care to what skills she chose. So far, she’d seen no sign of being able to respec her stats or skills so the choices she made were likely permanent. So, after considering the ramifications of duplicating a skill that would massively raise her strength, Jadis had to wonder, if she grew to rely on that huge increase, would she be in a sore bind if a better skill, one that made more sense to duplicate, came along? If she gave up something like twenty-five or thirty-seven points of strength, depending on how the system worked the combo, she’d suddenly be a lot weaker, presuming the skill she was duplicating instead didn’t do something better for her strength.
The presumption of loss when she hadn’t even selected the skill yet made Jadis’ brain itch. It was the kind of negative thinking she tried to avoid, but it was a consideration. Thinking about the ways taking a skill might backfire was the important planning. Of course, she could avoid all of that hoopla with Mirror Knight’s Might and go with a different skill, like Minor Fractional Spread.
While not as dramatic an improvement, duplicating the eldritch-dependent skill would give her seven more points in all of her physical attributes. Agility wouldn’t be affected, since it was currently being overlayed by another skill, but the remaining five stats would benefit from the increase. Plus, the boost would only get better as she continued to funnel points towards eldritch. Also, if she did end up switching her duplication skill to something else, the drop from twenty percent to ten percent wouldn’t be quite as hard to adjust to. There really weren’t any downsides to duplicating Minor Fractional Spread that Jadis could think of, other than she wouldn’t be benefiting from the massive boost to her strength duplicating Mirror Knight’s Might would give.
There was also her third option, Mirrored Strikes, to consider. The skill had no hard numbers, thus had the greatest amount of uncertainty as to how duplicating the skill would affect Jadis. However, Mirrored Strikes turned her already powerful attacks into absolutely devastating blows. If she could increase the damage her joint attacks did by even half again as much, the results would be… considerable, to put it lightly. The boost to raw attack power when her bodies worked together was extremely attractive.
Her earlier internal deliberations on what she should choose swirled in Jadis’ mind for a short while when she suddenly noticed the glow coming from Syd’s skin start to fade.
“Shit, we’re on a timer!” Jay cried out.
Panicking, decision still unmade, Dys lunged for the pile of discarded clothes on the floor. Grabbing a leather pouch from out of the heap, Dys withdrew a silver coin and flipped it into the air.
“Heads it’s Mirror, tails it’s Spread!” Dys called out, watching where the coin landed and spun on the stone floor.
“What about Mirrored strikes?” Syd asked as she and Jay floundered in a slippery, sticky heap as they tried to disentangle themselves.
“Fuck, too late!” Dys cursed.
Syd’s glow was rapidly fading and Jadis could feel the opportunity to choose closing.
“Tails!” Dys announced as the spinning coin’s momentum petered out.
Acting immediately, Jadis made the conscious effort to select Minor Fractional Spread for duplication. As she willed the change to take place, a bizarre sensation rippled through Jadis as Syd’s glow flared up even brighter than before. Suddenly, Jay was no longer entangled with another sweaty body and she collapsed onto the blanket nest with a surprised grunt.
The feeling of losing a whole body was so bizarre, Jadis had trouble putting words together to describe it. She had grown used to piloting three selves at the same time, seeing from three perspectives while processing the physical input of three bodies that weren’t always experiencing the same things. To suddenly lose one of those bodies was jarring, yet inexplicably, Jadis couldn’t explain what was actually wrong.
She still had her hands and her feet. She still had her eyes and ears and nose. She could see and feel and move around without any issue whatsoever, in duplicate even. Nothing was wrong with her and she was unhindered in every way, her strong bodies feeling even stronger as she sensed a change brought on by Minor Fraction Spread’s duplication.
Yet, she felt that she should feel wrong, because of her immediate memories telling her she should have more to herself than she currently had.
“I don’t like this at all,” Jay said with a shudder, standing up from her prone position on the ground.
“We need to get Syd back,” Dys agreed as she stood as well. The weird feeling of missing was supremely uncomfortable.
Accessing her menu, Jadis mentally brought up her skill selection choices for Mirror Knight and confirmed her selection of Improved Mirrored Body. The moment she did so, another blinding flash of white light engulfed both of Jadis’ selves, causing stunned disorientation as the light faded.
“Fuck, forgot how confusing that feels,” Jay said, rubbing her eyes.
Between Jay and Dys stood a third self, identical in every way just as expected, except that she was clean of all sexual fluids and, oddly, wearing a white loincloth.
“Well, I’m back!” Syd announced with a wave.
“And you brought… more underwear,” Dys said with a puzzled tone. “Or is it the same?”
Kneeling and checking the clothing pile, Dys confirmed that Syd’s previous loincloth she’d been wearing before was missing from the heap of discarded garments. The rest of what she had been wearing was there, but the loincloth she’d been summoned into the world with had apparently de-summoned when she had.
“I guess that means the loincloth is a concrete part of the spell effect?” Jay questioned, staring at the pristine white undergarment wrapped around Syd’s hips.
“Also, we just found a great way for me to clean my underwear,” Syd pointed out, lifting the loose cloth up to sniff. “This thing’s freshly laundered.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Jay and Dys both said as they wrapped around Syd from both sides. Impulsively, both placed wet kisses on either side of Syd’s face.
“Glad to be three again,” Jay said with a sigh.
“However briefly, being just two felt so off,” Dys agreed, leaning her head against Syd’s.
Syd, wrapping both of her mirrored selves in her arms smiled and said, “Good to be loved! Even if it’s self-love.”
Basking in the comforting feeling of rightness having three bodies gave her, Jadis simply existed unthinking for a few minutes. Eventually though, she had got tired of standing, her worn out stamina not having recovered from the events of the long day.
Settling down into her nest, arms and legs wrapping around each self in a reassuring knot of giant-sized limbs, Jadis pulled up her main status menu to double check what she hoped duplicating Minor Fractional Spread would do.
| Jadis Ahlstrom Race: Nephilim Primary Class: Mirror Knight (21) Secondary Class: Perverted Ritualist of D (13) Tertiary Class: None Combined Level Rating: 34 | ||
| Health: 500/500 | Magic: 10/10 | |
| Attributes | ||
| Strength: 85 Dexterity: 25 Agility: 79 Vitality: 50 Fortitude: 35 Endurance: 37 | Arcane: 0 Divine: 0 Eldritch: 79 Focus: 1 Resilience: 15 Will: 5 | |
Jadis couldn’t be unhappy with what she saw. Her attributes looked robust in her opinion. Considering Aila had been happy with a five-point boost to two physical stats, Jadis supposed having two skills that worked together to give her a total of seventy-five more points spread across five attributes was… well, fuck, maybe more than robust. Jadis was beginning to think she might be something of a monster.
She had to wonder, if her stats looked this good, how’d they look for someone like the chosen hero of Oros?
Sweat dripped from Dys’ brow and nose and fell onto Jay’s back and neck as she panted with exhaustion. Her legs felt weak and unsteady as she held her half-crouched position behind Jay, her inhuman stamina starting to fail her. Her hands wrapped around Jay’s waist in a powerful grip as she slowly thrust her cock into Jay’s ass for the umpteenth time that night.
Syd had been folded over again, her knees practically touching her shoulders in a prolonged display of flexibility that after nearly three hours, she was having trouble maintaining. Syd’s cock rubbed against her own cheek from the bent position, a position she’d taken so that her now nearly overflowing pussy would be held pointed upright towards the ceiling, the better to keep any cum from spilling out. As before, the ritual had caused an inner glow to suffuse the recipient’s body, and Syd was lighting up the dark room like a nightlight.
Sandwiched between the two, Jay was both penetrating and being penetrated by her other selves, the intense feeling of being on the giving and receiving end once again a bizarre and overwhelming experience.
As one being, Jadis always felt the things she did to her own bodies from both perspectives at the same time, however, experiencing both her ass being fucked and her cock in a wet, cum-stuffed pussy at the same in one body was somehow a different sensation altogether.
“I just had a thought,” Jay murmured breathlessly as one of her hands rubbed Syd’s faintly glowing shaft, sliding her dripping member across Syd’s already sticky face. “We’re technically doing DP right now, aren’t we?”
“No we aren’t,” Syd said between moans. “Dys would have to be fucking my ass right now instead of yours for it to count. This is more like a daisy chain.”
“Daisy chains are oral,” Dys corrected, her statement punctuated by another meaty slap of her groin against Jay’s ass.
Cursing, Jay leaned back into Dys’s thrusts, trying to aid in getting to the peak they were all seeking without pulling out of Syd’s copiously stuffed core. With five out of six climaxes already achieved and the ritual nearing completion, Syd’s cunt was so full Jadis was worried if Jay pulled her dick out even an inch, she might accidentally spill her seed and ruin the whole spell.
Dys pulled back, her own cock dripping obscene amounts of cum as she mostly withdrew from Jay’s rear. Just as before, the last orgasm needed for Debauched Duplication was a struggle to reach. Six orgasms in three hours were a lot even for a sex-crazed narcissist like her. Not that she hadn’t performed similar acts when not under the requirements of a ritual, but the other elements of the spell that had to be maintained simply added enough difficulty to the task that Jadis found herself more exhausted now than when she had slain the demons earlier in the day.
“Spending all day hunting and all night fucking can’t be good for our energy reserves,” Dys grunted as she fully pulled out of Jay. “Next time we do something like this, we don’t do it the same day we fight a life and death battle.”
“Agreed,” both Jay and Syd sighed.
Getting on her knees, Dys gave some small relief to Jay and Syd’s sore muscles and she used her arms and hands to help support their position. Licking a strand of stray sweet cum off of Jay’s ass, Dys dove in and began eating out her double’s dripping pussy. Her long tongue snaked deep into her tunnel, lapping up the delicious lubricant their bodies produced.
With how much her cocks came and how much wetness dripped from her cores, Jadis wasn’t sure how she wasn’t a trio of desiccated husks.
“Fuck, almost,” Jay cried out, her aching member practically swimming in her own seed, buried within Syd. Dys’ skilled ministrations were winding that tension deep in her stomach tight again, the pressure building to a predictable, eagerly anticipated conclusion.
Syd’s mouth sucked hard on her own cockhead, adding to the sensations that threatened to overwhelm Jadis. Every pleasure her other self felt added to the pleasure Jay’s body experienced, building her sweet tension to even greater heights.
Acting on an impulse, Dys pulled back, lips dripping with juices, and shoved three fingers in Jay’s tight core. With all the speed her great agility afforded her, Dys rapidly frigged her mirror twin’s pussy, rubbing with a near painful intensity.
“Motherfu—” Jay cried out as both she and Syd orgasmed, the surprisingly effective move breaking the dam and releasing their built-up pleasure.
Syd, her mouth filling with her own cum she was forced to swallow or drown in, was unable to exclaim, though Jay’s eloquence spoke well enough for her.
“Shit, that feels intense,” Dys said as she continued to finger Jay, drawing the long climax out even longer. Unable to resist, she began nipping Jay’s pale ass with her teeth, the almost ticklish feeling sending shivers and thrills that added to the pleasure.
Syd’s body, having already been glowing for some time, flashed brightly as Jay’s orgasm subsided. The illumination was nearly blinding, but slightly less so than the first time. A strange sensation entered Jadis’ mind as it cleared from its cum-induced haze. The need to choose a new skill to replace what had been duplicated before impressed itself upon her consciousness.
Jadis had deliberated which skill to duplicate quite a lot as she had gone about her business about town before retiring to her room in the inn but hadn’t given it any further consideration once the ritual had begun, her mind far too distracted by more pressing, sexy concerns. Now that the moment had come, she still found herself uncertain as to what to choose. She’d narrowed her choices down to three possibilities, but all three had pros and cons that made picking one difficult. Out of ten passive skills, the three possibilities she’d earmarked for duplication were Mirror Knight’s Might, Minor Fractional Spread, and Mirrored Strikes.
Mirrored Knight’s Might seemed like the most obvious choice. The skill was already pumping her strength attribute up by fifty percent. If she took the skill again, she could increase another of her stats by fifty percent, or even potentially boost her strength up by double, assuming the duplicated skill would stack in that way. It was always possible that the skill might add fifty percent to the already multiplied strength stat, which would mean an even higher number. Jadis wasn’t sure how the skills would interact, but either way would be an impressive increase to her ability to smash demons.
The downside in her mind, though, was what might happen if she came across a skill she wanted to duplicate more, later. Admittedly, Jadis knew she tended to act in the moment rather than plan long term, but she was trying to give some thought and care to what skills she chose. So far, she’d seen no sign of being able to respec her stats or skills so the choices she made were likely permanent. So, after considering the ramifications of duplicating a skill that would massively raise her strength, Jadis had to wonder, if she grew to rely on that huge increase, would she be in a sore bind if a better skill, one that made more sense to duplicate, came along? If she gave up something like twenty-five or thirty-seven points of strength, depending on how the system worked the combo, she’d suddenly be a lot weaker, presuming the skill she was duplicating instead didn’t do something better for her strength.
The presumption of loss when she hadn’t even selected the skill yet made Jadis’ brain itch. It was the kind of negative thinking she tried to avoid, but it was a consideration. Thinking about the ways taking a skill might backfire was the important planning. Of course, she could avoid all of that hoopla with Mirror Knight’s Might and go with a different skill, like Minor Fractional Spread.
While not as dramatic an improvement, duplicating the eldritch-dependent skill would give her seven more points in all of her physical attributes. Agility wouldn’t be affected, since it was currently being overlayed by another skill, but the remaining five stats would benefit from the increase. Plus, the boost would only get better as she continued to funnel points towards eldritch. Also, if she did end up switching her duplication skill to something else, the drop from twenty percent to ten percent wouldn’t be quite as hard to adjust to. There really weren’t any downsides to duplicating Minor Fractional Spread that Jadis could think of, other than she wouldn’t be benefiting from the massive boost to her strength duplicating Mirror Knight’s Might would give.
There was also her third option, Mirrored Strikes, to consider. The skill had no hard numbers, thus had the greatest amount of uncertainty as to how duplicating the skill would affect Jadis. However, Mirrored Strikes turned her already powerful attacks into absolutely devastating blows. If she could increase the damage her joint attacks did by even half again as much, the results would be… considerable, to put it lightly. The boost to raw attack power when her bodies worked together was extremely attractive.
Her earlier internal deliberations on what she should choose swirled in Jadis’ mind for a short while when she suddenly noticed the glow coming from Syd’s skin start to fade.
“Shit, we’re on a timer!” Jay cried out.
Panicking, decision still unmade, Dys lunged for the pile of discarded clothes on the floor. Grabbing a leather pouch from out of the heap, Dys withdrew a silver coin and flipped it into the air.
“Heads it’s Mirror, tails it’s Spread!” Dys called out, watching where the coin landed and spun on the stone floor.
“What about Mirrored strikes?” Syd asked as she and Jay floundered in a slippery, sticky heap as they tried to disentangle themselves.
“Fuck, too late!” Dys cursed.
Syd’s glow was rapidly fading and Jadis could feel the opportunity to choose closing.
“Tails!” Dys announced as the spinning coin’s momentum petered out.
Acting immediately, Jadis made the conscious effort to select Minor Fractional Spread for duplication. As she willed the change to take place, a bizarre sensation rippled through Jadis as Syd’s glow flared up even brighter than before. Suddenly, Jay was no longer entangled with another sweaty body and she collapsed onto the blanket nest with a surprised grunt.
The feeling of losing a whole body was so bizarre, Jadis had trouble putting words together to describe it. She had grown used to piloting three selves at the same time, seeing from three perspectives while processing the physical input of three bodies that weren’t always experiencing the same things. To suddenly lose one of those bodies was jarring, yet inexplicably, Jadis couldn’t explain what was actually wrong.
She still had her hands and her feet. She still had her eyes and ears and nose. She could see and feel and move around without any issue whatsoever, in duplicate even. Nothing was wrong with her and she was unhindered in every way, her strong bodies feeling even stronger as she sensed a change brought on by Minor Fraction Spread’s duplication.
Yet, she felt that she should feel wrong, because of her immediate memories telling her she should have more to herself than she currently had.
“I don’t like this at all,” Jay said with a shudder, standing up from her prone position on the ground.
“We need to get Syd back,” Dys agreed as she stood as well. The weird feeling of missing was supremely uncomfortable.
Accessing her menu, Jadis mentally brought up her skill selection choices for Mirror Knight and confirmed her selection of Improved Mirrored Body. The moment she did so, another blinding flash of white light engulfed both of Jadis’ selves, causing stunned disorientation as the light faded.
“Fuck, forgot how confusing that feels,” Jay said, rubbing her eyes.
Between Jay and Dys stood a third self, identical in every way just as expected, except that she was clean of all sexual fluids and, oddly, wearing a white loincloth.
“Well, I’m back!” Syd announced with a wave.
“And you brought… more underwear,” Dys said with a puzzled tone. “Or is it the same?”
Kneeling and checking the clothing pile, Dys confirmed that Syd’s previous loincloth she’d been wearing before was missing from the heap of discarded garments. The rest of what she had been wearing was there, but the loincloth she’d been summoned into the world with had apparently de-summoned when she had.
“I guess that means the loincloth is a concrete part of the spell effect?” Jay questioned, staring at the pristine white undergarment wrapped around Syd’s hips.
“Also, we just found a great way for me to clean my underwear,” Syd pointed out, lifting the loose cloth up to sniff. “This thing’s freshly laundered.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Jay and Dys both said as they wrapped around Syd from both sides. Impulsively, both placed wet kisses on either side of Syd’s face.
“Glad to be three again,” Jay said with a sigh.
“However briefly, being just two felt so off,” Dys agreed, leaning her head against Syd’s.
Syd, wrapping both of her mirrored selves in her arms smiled and said, “Good to be loved! Even if it’s self-love.”
Basking in the comforting feeling of rightness having three bodies gave her, Jadis simply existed unthinking for a few minutes. Eventually though, she had got tired of standing, her worn out stamina not having recovered from the events of the long day.
Settling down into her nest, arms and legs wrapping around each self in a reassuring knot of giant-sized limbs, Jadis pulled up her main status menu to double check what she hoped duplicating Minor Fractional Spread would do.
| Jadis Ahlstrom Race: Nephilim Primary Class: Mirror Knight (21) Secondary Class: Perverted Ritualist of D (13) Tertiary Class: None Combined Level Rating: 34 | ||
| Health: 500/500 | Magic: 10/10 | |
| Attributes | ||
| Strength: 85 Dexterity: 25 Agility: 79 Vitality: 50 Fortitude: 35 Endurance: 37 | Arcane: 0 Divine: 0 Eldritch: 79 Focus: 1 Resilience: 15 Will: 5 | |
Jadis couldn’t be unhappy with what she saw. Her attributes looked robust in her opinion. Considering Aila had been happy with a five-point boost to two physical stats, Jadis supposed having two skills that worked together to give her a total of seventy-five more points spread across five attributes was… well, fuck, maybe more than robust. Jadis was beginning to think she might be something of a monster.
She had to wonder, if her stats looked this good, how’d they look for someone like the chosen hero of Oros?
