"L-love...anh~"
Chu...chu~
Dropping to the bed, Vida presses against Marianne with one hand down the ebony beauty's hip and the other cupping her cheek. As they take their time tasting each other, the new fusion's cock throbs against the ebony folds below.
However, despite being more than ready to slide in, Vida abstains for a little longer as he pushes himself upward with his arms. With time given to breathe, the two stare into each other's eyes.
Marianne is the first to break away as she stares down the fusion's flat chest. Twisting her lips for a moment, she closes her eyes and coughs.
"You know, love, if you're going to keep such a girly face, you may as well dress the part."
Vida blinks before grinning. "Oh, so you want me to return as before? I didn't know you swing that way~"
Such cheekiness causes one of Marianne's eyes to twitch.
"Don't act like that was a big change. You literally did nothing but deflate your chest!" she counters, unwilling to be a front for teasing.
The fusion lightly hums in response before shrugging. "Fair. I can try to hide my cock too, if want to fully swing that way."
"Hey, Mama didn't intend to swing any sort of way!"
Huffing, Marianne feels the fusion's cock continue to throb between her legs, even as they banter. Curling her lips for a moment, she adds, "Besides, that wouldn't be fair to you, love. It wouldn't be fair to me, either."
"Oh, I see!" Vida gasps before leaning back into her. "Then, I'll stay mostly male for you, mom."
Marianne wriggles her lips before accepting more kisses. As they connect, she can feel his chest grow out, squishing elegantly against her own. Even though they're only an extension of the slime layer that covers Daniel, she feels oddly turned on by the transformation of the hermaphrodite.
After some tongue exchange, Vida pulls away with a bridge of saliva. Now as a mix, their gaze softens as their formed chest dangles in front of her. "How is it?"
Their voice becomes a tad lighter than before, selling the subtle change...or at least on the surface.
"I-it's alright," Marianne gives before reaching out to squeeze them. "Can you even feel-"
"Mmh..."
The sudden moan by the fusion shakes Marianne out of her thoughts. Stammering silently, she stares at the herm with disbelief before shaking her head.
"There's no chance you can actually feel these! They're extending too far out to be considered part of Daniel."
"I...I can, though. When Viviane overlaid Daniel to become me, it's not just sharing the nervous system, new sensations can be extended as well!"
Marianne's eyes widen. "Wait, we can do that? I mean, I've tried extending my arm before, but I start to lose the feeling of it when it's not close to the Mary in me."
Vida grins. "There's much to teach you, it seems."
Such promise sends shivers down the ebony's spine. In any case, she doesn't question it further. There is, however, a sense of familiarity now that she's gotten used to Vida's face.
"Actually, love, there's something about your appearance..." she begins, removing her hands from their chest. "I don't know about Viviane, but Daniel isn't someone who'd try to look cool. Somehow, that hairstyle...seems familiar."
"Ah, so you noticed."
The herm-fusion pulls off completely to sit cross-legged on the bed next to her. With one raised brows, Marianne follows as well, eager for an explanation.
"I took some inspiration from a girl named Lily," they reveal. "You should remember that person."
Marianne pauses for a second before her eyes widen. Indeed, searching through Mary's memories, she recalls the first and last time the female artist attempted body painting with a model. Such events are like a gut punch, causing the fusion to shuffle back and cover her eyes.
"Oh shit. Of course, you had to be shared that!"
"Look, I'm not in any position to judge," the fusion reassures, smiling softly. "But I will say it felt like she started the advance."
"That's not what matters!" Marianne growls, pulling her hands down. "It was...so unprofessional of me, and not to mention, I..."
As her voice falls, Marianne's eyes narrow with shame. "...I hurt her."
Speaking from the bottom of Mary's heart, there's little difference between the current Marianne and the comprising artist as she recalls how that went. Knowing the details well, Vida only nods silently with a weak smile.
The relationship happened a few months after Daniel and Mary broke up. Naturally, a sense of loneliness lingered in the female artist, even though she would deny such an appearance.
Mary tried many things to distract herself — one of them being the exploration of body painting for the first time. Like she had dabbled with photography, she invested time in planning and learning. Eventually, she found the perfect canvas in a professional model named Lily, who was drawn to her previous works.
Despite best efforts, a spark occurred between the drawn and the drawer. Both were new to body painting, so perhaps the close intimacy of the brushes along the skin was too much.
Perhaps this was Lily's intention as an admirer of the artist.
Regardless of the reason, Mary allowed herself to be deceived into it, taking it as a way to push her boundaries; however, it would never work out. The issue had as little to do with gender as it did with role.
Simply put, Lily wasn't a creator. The line between one to be captured was a greater distance apart compared to one who paints alongside. In a way, it's a boundary that shouldn't be crossed.
That's not to say the free girl wasn't enjoyable as a person, but ultimately, the artist had to face the reality that her sense of longing wasn't disappearing.
A muse wasn't what she needed in life.
Remembering Lily's shock upon the breakup, Marianne looks away. "Seriously, of all the people from whom you can draw inspiration, why her? Mary should've never started a relationship that she knew would-"
"It's because Daniel met this girl as well."
Marianne snaps her attention to the fusion in front of her. Strangely, their warm, reassuring smile reflects in her confused eyes.
"Met, as in...dated? Wait, so...she's bi?" she asks.
Vida shrugs before glancing downward as they recall, "It was only a week through an app, but he met her a year ago. Trust me, he had no idea Mary had been with her as well, and she didn't give any indication either, but now that I think of it..."
"You know, Daniel, I find artists to be more complicated people than I first imagined. It's something I'd like to understand better because the last artist I dated was amazing. Sadly, it didn't work out, but...the passion and craft was beyond inspiring. I still want to experience it, so...I guess that's why I wanted to meet you!"
As Vida relays Lily's words, Marianne's eyes flood with tears. Sniffling, she rubs her eyes.
"Fuck, we're supposed to be having sex," she croaks a little before taking a heavy breath. "Instead, we're sharing stories about our parts and failed relationships. What the fuck are we doing, love?"
"Well, you're the one who asked about my appearance," Vida grins. "Still, I think it's best that the Mary in you knows that, regardless of the hurt caused, you've left her with greater appreciation. She seemed well off and not bitter at all, so there's no need to be sad. You moved on, she's moved on, and I get some inspiration."
"I...I wasn't sad before you brought her up!" Marianne shouts, blushing. With a cough, she then recomposes herself. "Well, whatever. I appreciate the closure, although, I wasn't exactly looking for it. Is there anything else you'd like to share?"
Vida raises one eyebrow before one corner of their lips rise. Without a word, they point to the dick in their lap, throbbing with need.
"Ah."
Indeed, that is something to be shared.
"How is it that you can remain so hard?"
"Because I have both a beautiful mother and fellow sister in front of me."
"Ah, you think you're clever, huh, love?"
Despite the mocking, Marianne leans closer to the false girl. With a slow breath, her face edges closer to their lap. Inches from the rod, she looks up at Vida, who stares back warmly. Such endearment sends shivers down her spine.
Truly a motherly love for a fellow sister.
"Well, go on...mom," they urge, reaching out to caress her head.
If there's anything lost, though, it's that "mother" holds less weight coming from Vida compared to Daniel. Even so, the warmth and love in their voice is enhanced.
However, Marianne knows she can't lose to such motherly affection when she's the one supposed to be giving it!
"Of course, it's Mama's duty," she pushes back, kissing the tip of their penis.
To that end, Marianne slides a hand across the fusion's thighs as she lies flat and supports herself. The cock soon slips past her lips as she takes it into her warm cavity.
Vida shivers, holding the fusion's head more firmly now. With the support of Anne's slime layer, they can feel Marianne's throat expanding, squeezing in their member all the way to the base.
This feeling isn't new for Daniel, but as Vida, their resilience to such tightness is at least possible now.
Shlurp! Shlurp!
So begins Marianne's bobbing, sliding smoothly around his shaft and moaning to the taste. With each slope downward to the bottom, she presses her lips firmly to kiss their crotch.
Smoolch!
Back up, her tongue twirls around the top of the false girl's head while staring upward for their reaction. Unfortunately, her sitting counterpart looks to be managing their composure well.
"Unf...t-take it easy, mom. There's no rush," Vida suggest, jerking a little while brushing through her hair.
Admittedly, Marianne melts a little to their strokes, but quickly widens to attention.
'No wait, this isn't right at all!' she objects internally. Pulling up to breathe and growl, she pushes back downward in defiance.
Confused by the sudden aggressiveness, Vida gasps as they feel ebony's throat tighten further. As their breath quickens to such vigor, they stop brushing through her hair and lean back with their arms.
"I'm...going to cum, mom."
'Yes, that's more like it! Marianne thinks, keeping her momentum.
Feeling their member twitch, she knows this "false mother" is going to blow; so, with last breath, she burrows in and holds.
"Ungh!"
With a grunt, Vida shuts one eye as they ejaculate into their ravenous mother-girlfriend. With uneven breathes, their eyes wander to the ceiling as Mary's lovely hums fills the room.
"Fuck..." they breathe.
After a few long swallows, Marianne pulls away with nothing wasted. Naturally, if she didn't exist as a hybrid with control of her outer slime layer, there would be no way she could hold against a cock like that.
Similar could be said for Vida, who can equally hold out longer than Daniel could; however, Marianne is more stunned as she looks back at their member.
"N-no way...Love, how can you still be hard after that?!"
Recovering, Vida glances down before giggling. "I guess I haven't had enough of you! Here, enter my lap, Marianne~"
Said fusion shivers, finding Vida's resilience and gentle manner far scarier than she expected. Such aspects can only come from the lake dweller, who is enhancing her son in new ways.
For better or worse, though, the night is still young as Marianne loses herself to this new form of lover.