Joanie and I had been married for three months when I Jan, my older sister, had all hell break loose on her.
Now I knew that Janice was a real loner and I had never even considered why she might be such, until my wife told me she'd called while I was working late. Jan was apparently in some difficulty well after having been laid off from work and having problems finding a new job, one of the reasons she hadn't been able to make it to the wedding.
Well, she was up shit's creek with nothing left. Joanie brought up the idea of inviting her to move in with us until she could find a job here.
Now I'll admit to having had mixed feelings towards my older sister, but, hell, I didn't want her to starve, either. The problem, though, was that Joanie would have to drive out to pick her-- and whatever she still owned-- up.
It was all planned for Joanie to drive out there, taking as long as it would, and that I'd fly out for the drive back, so we could take a vacation driving back across the country.
Joanie visited some of her family that was living in Texas on her way west, and I kind of wished I'd been there, but I had to put in extra time to close out one of my projects before taking any vacation days.
All went well when Joanie and Jan picked me up at the airport. Arrival was easy since I'd travelled so lightly... though I did notice the security folks paying more than the usual amount of attention to me, given my lack of baggage.
With me to help load up the van we were able to get packed quickly for the trip back east. We paid off her back rent to the land-lord before we left.
It's funny, but I really got to wish that we could've slept before packing up the van just so Joanie could've helped me by making me a big guy to help with the moving, even though we wanted to avoid freaking my sister out.
One thing that did bother me a bit was the way my sister was looking at me, now and then, with what I thought seemed a wistful expression. All I could do was shake off my anxiety and get the job going.
Driving eastward out of the Big LA wasn't all that rough but it wasn't exactly fast, either. With three drivers we could rotate the duty often enough to cut down on wear and tear.
Lost Wages, Nevada, was interesting, for all of about 10 minutes. I suspect you either can cope with the glitz or you can't. I am one of those who can't. So within ten minutes I was ready to get the fuck out of that city and move on. Our tiredness, however, made the decision for us and we chose to get rooms and take an overnight rest. I liked that the rooms were kind of underwhelming-- Jan said she thought it encouraged people to go to the casino-- but, with two rooms, we got a good chance to sleep.
Joanie must've been in a fey mood. In the morning I was Jan and we made love together as women... and then, when I was me again, we made love again.
We were showering, getting ready to get back on the road, when Joanie told me "Jack, please don't get upset with me, but I wonder if I'm bisexual. Yeah, it was you both times, and that might be why I like it, but I'm wondering if you'd be able to handle lettimg me try another woman?"
I was washing her breasts at the time with her back rubbing up and down my soapy chest when I answered "I'm not really very comfortable with that, I don't want to lose you..."
We weren't able to talk for a while after she rotated around and attached her mouth to mine. Once we disengaged and finished washing, we dried ourselves and got dressed, our bags packed, gathered Jan from her room, and got rolling.
Arizona was on the other side of the Hoover Dam; our entry was without incident and we started to head north-east to reach the south rim of the Grand Canyon. We knew we'd be stopping some place on the way.
And it was in this dinky motel that everything became unglued.
First, there was only one room available. We were over tired and took it even though Joanie was concerned about keeping my morphing secret from my sister, much less anyone else. This situation wouldn't help.
The second problem became more obvious when we reached the room: there was only one bed. Sure, it was a king-size bed, but this meant we'd all be sleeping together.
Joanie decided that it'd be best if she slept in the middle, between myself and my sister. Especially since I, given my tendency to change shape and size several times during the night, slept in the nude. I didn't realize, until this night, that so did Jan. To cut down on the stress, Joanie slept nude as well. Despite my anxiety that Joanie might make a move and freak out my sister, we all faded out gently.
The morning was...
The next morning...
Gawd. There were two of me. A copy of me was asleep on the other side of Joanie. Once Joanie was awake, I drew her attention to my sister, who looked like my twin brother, and was still asleep. The time zone difference came to our advantage.
Joanie whispered to me that she wanted to try something...
I watched as my wife teased my sister's borrowed penis until it was hard, and, very gradually, climbed up and slid down on Jan's hard dick.
Jan woke up, completely disoriented, looking up, and asking "Joanie? What are you doing?"
She locked eyes with my sister and lovingly answered her with "Fucking your hard cock, Jan, you're all the way inside me, and I'm going to fuck your brains out!"
I got very hard watching my wife fuck my sister. From the way Joanie was sounding, she wasn't going to be satisfied so easily, too.
It was soon over for Jan; she obviously didn't have much practice being a man and shot her wad quickly. Like me, my sister soon morphed into her real form under Joanie and I watched the semen drip onto my sister's crotch.
Joanie turned her face to me, telling me "Get ready, I'm going to want you to fuck me hard, OK?"
I nodded and got up out of the bed and moved behind Joanie as she lowered her face to my sister's pussy.
Whoa! There was something about this scene that made my blood bubble, I didn't take any preparatory time and just slammed deeply into my wife, pushing her face against my sister's wet crotch. My sister moaned, making the hair on my back stand up, and my control slipped.
Pounding Joanie's face into my sister's wetness excited me more than I want to admit to but it still took me enough time before my own climax for my wife to come twice-- and my sister thrice-- before I made my own contribution to an already semen-soaked vagina.
We didn't talk much but we all showered as close together as we could. It wasn't until after we'd eaten breakfast and were on the road, that my sister anxiously asked Joanie why she didn't freak, seeing how my sister had changed shape.
My bride smiled her now infamous smile and told her "Your brother is the same way, hon. That's one of the reasons I like being married to him, you know. And... he accepts all of my little foibles, too."
My sister was nodding while I drove the car. "So... what happened to me? Why was I a man? My brother?"
Again, that 'I've got a secret' smile showed before I heard "We learned that Jack's body turns into my dream lover when I dream, but it only works because he loves, trusts and is comfortable with me. We were worried about freaking you out, never expecting you to carry the same trait, so, I've trained myself using hypnosis to allow me to control who I dream of, and, to keep Jack's ability hidden from you, I made certain to dream of him so he's still be the same. Yesterday I dreamt of you and Jack woke with your body, which, I have to admit, was as much fun as when he's woken up as my twin sister."
"You have a twin sister?"
My wife smirked as she answered "No, but, with Jack, I can have a twin sister, if only for a few hours."
Jan looked at me. "You lucked out, huh, bro? Someone could accept this fucking curse?"
I laughed. "You betcha, and now we can help you, too, to find someone who can cope with you. All right?"
Jan's sigh was a happy sound. "I'll settle for sharing your bed, guys, this morning was fun."
Well, despite her being my sister, I could go along with that assessment.
At this point Jan brought the subject back up. "So, why was I my brother's twin, then?"
It was my turn to sigh. "Sis, I've got no control over my morphing and I'll bet you don't, either. I discovered that I take my shape from my wife. I believe it takes love to do that... and, sis, you do get along with Joanie very well, so I bet you were open to taking a cue from her dreams. She dreamt of me because she didn't want to freak you out, so, sis, you became my... twin." I shrugged. "That was so fucking hot this morning."
My sister smirked. "Well, it was so nice to be accepted. What do we do now?"
I shrugged. "How did you like having a dick?"
Jan giggled. "I liked it."
From Joanie's answering giggle, I realized that this was more than merely expected.
"So," my wife continued, "We can sleep together for the rest of the trip? And save money?"
I shrugged, figuring that it shouldn't be my decision. Jan, though, nodded, saying "Sure. I just hope my brother doesn't mind me getting in the way."
You can be certain I nodded my approval.
We had a nice day looking over the museum at the South Rim and looked down into the biggest fucking ditch I have ever seen, which got me thinking.
The Grand Canyon wasn't made in a day and it wasn't made by something big, but, like many couples I've known, that deep chasm was formed by a lot of little irritants, abrading the rocks over the years. Little things that no one would ever consider capable or wearing away at bedrock would be unseen and considered unimportant could take any relationship down.
I wondered if my play-dough body might make my marriage immune from this kind of erosion. I hoped it would.
I turned away from the rim, standing at the Bright Angel viewing site, and worried, until I saw Joanie's happy face as she saw me, which cheered me up instantly. Jan's face was also heart-warming.
Getting kisses from my wife and wifely kisses from my sister made my body show that it had recovered from this morning's exertions.
We found a hotel, had dinner...
And I got pounced on by two women. I was soon on my back with my wife on my cock and my sister on my face. Then I got shocked when, before I could pump a load into my wife, the two of them swapped ends.
I wasn't supposed to have sex with my sister, you know, and it happened before I really understood what was happening. My thoughts of how wrong incest was dissolved with how good my cock felt, deep in her pussy. She felt, to me, as good as my wife, and she was having no problem enjoying the ride while my tongue brought my wife off.
Jan's climax wasn't quiet either.
We crashed soon after, falling asleep in one large, happy pile of bodies.
Morning had my sister and I as twins, still as me. Jan and I took turns emptying our bladders before Joanie went to pee, too.
Back in the bedroom, Joanie directed my sister to lay back down and hold her dick up. Before climbing on top of her, my wife handed me a tube from her purse. I was puzzling out what I was supposed to do with a tube of KY jelly as the two women put their bodies together.
Apparently I paused too long and Joanie took some pity on my slow thinking. "Jack, I want to finally try double penetration, so lubricate me, and yourself, and put your dick in my ass."
I shrugged and started, using my fingers to slide around her hole, pushing some of the gel up into her sphincter. I felt alive and heard moans that I was interpreting as pleasure, putting more steel into my hard cock, which also got a good dose of lubricant. Joanie and I had done this before so it was no mystery but this time she already had a hard dick in her vagina. When we'd done it with a dildo it hadn't seemed special.
Now you all know that fucking a sphincter is a lot different than pumping a pussy, all because there's a lot of muscle there that will respond to activity. The fact that another live penis was adjacent to mine was distracting, but also induced an excitement all it's own. Between the two of us, Joanie's anus and pussy were getting hit with all kinds of little muscle twitches which reflected her state of arousal.
Now, really, given Joanie's arousal curve, there was a lot of activity to her muscles, both fore and aft. I have no idea how I held out as long as I did because she went into an orgasm early on and never seemed to come back down until both Jan and I hosed down her insides and withdrew.
Showering together again wasn't easy with the smaller stall but we were careful to share as much as possible. Both my wife and sister worked to wash my penis, not letting me do that myself. I got to wash my wife's butt and made sure she was clean, then did the same for my sister, back in her full female form.
Heading down to Baringer's Meteor crater we had a sexually charged discussion as Joanie told us of the kinds of sex she wanted to experiment with. Jan was also excited even when she asked if something was even possible, often being told that Joanie had already done it before.
"The only thing that bothers me," my wife said, as we wound down, "is that I wish I could morph, too."
Jan giggled. "It might take a while for you to ever change; I think you're perfect as-is."
I smiled.
"Yeah, I know, but I also know that it bothers Jack when I dream of someone else, even though I'm so happy with him. It doesn't seem fair that I can't be the person in any of his fantasies."
We all nodded and agreed with her.
Then the bomb-shell got dropped. "At least, since you both morph, I guess this will breed true."
I nodded, as did my sister.
It was over dinner that evening I saw Jan's eyes suddenly get big as she gasped, looking at both Joanie and I. "Last night, Joanie, I got his come in me. I didn't even think about it, but I'm not on any contraceptives. I could have gotten pregnant last night by Jack..."
My sister is not a complete idiot, she said that quietly. Then I watched as she counted on her fingers and frowned. She did the count again, and sighed, adding, in a low voice, "Shit. I probably ovulated a day or so ago. Bad timing."
She looked very scared at Joanie, who smiled back at her and held out her arms to give Jan a hug, wiping fear from my sister's face.
Meanwhile I think my hair was pointing straight up.
We were in the car heading to the hotel when Joanie told us "Jan, I want Jack to fuck you again tonight, just to make sure you're pregnant."
It was a good thing Joanie was driving as both Jan and I snapped our heads around. Jan was speechless. I wasn't, but I wasn't going to be judgemental. "Hon, are you really sure?"
Joanie laughed, "Of course I'm sure. You both call each other brother and sister and yet I know you have different fathers, so the risk of inbreeding isn't quite as high as is usually expected. And, really, I wonder whether this would strengthen your gift or not, and I'd love to see how your children turn out. Hell, hon, can I drop taking the pill, myself?"
I was stunned. So was my sister. All right, half-sister. I wondered if our mom had been like us but she'd died along with my dad a couple of years before in an auto accident. I nodded my agreement, saying "All right, when do you want to get off the pill?"
"During my next period, hon. Then you're gonna fill my belly with a baby."
I think this kind of talk was more than a little bit exciting. Glancing over at Jan I saw that her nipples were both hard as rocks and recognizable through the brassiere.
Now I knew my wife was sexually adventurous and she'd taught me a lot, most of all to enjoy new things. Jan was being dragged into the same orbit and was learning to enjoy it, too, so, in the hotel room, Joanie told her to get on top in a 69 position. I let them both settle into pleasing each other, watching as Jan finally got surprised by Joanie's fast and deep arousal.
Once they'd both come at least once, I climbed behind Jan and slid my member deep into her very wet core and started to stroke, gently at first, concerned that Jan would get upset...
"Jack," Jan called to me, pulling her face out of Joanie's wet muff, "fuck me hard. Fuck me like you mean it. Fuck me like you want to fuck me. Fuck me like you want to fill my cunt up with baby juice. Make a baby in me, Jack, fuck me, fuck me hard!"
That whole monologue started to dissolve my ambivalence until I heard Joanie's voice from under my balls, telling me to fuck Jan hard. "I want to watch your big balls slap against he pussy, I want to see you pump a big load into her tasty cunt, I want to see you want to fuck her as hard as you fuck me, turn me on, I want to see those balls of yours swing..." After hearing that and feeling Joanie kiss each of my balls in turn, the last of my anxiety evaporated and I became a mindless fucking machine, pounding my penis deeper and deeper into Jan.
Jan's arousal curve went damn near vertical as she started coming. She didn't go into an apparent continuous orgasm like Joanie had that morning; instead, she'd come hard, relax a little, then two strokes later she'd come again, each time bringing my stroking to a halt until she relaxed again.
The hell of it was that both Jan and I were mindless in our fucking and, when I finally came and hosed down her cervix, we were both climaxing together before we lay down, completely spent.
Even Joanie was spent and we did our best to arrange our bodies for comfort.
In the morning I was Joanie and Jan was me. I don't know how Joanie arranged it, but not being two identical bodies seemed strange.
I had familiarity with being female and penetrated by toys but this was the first time I got fucked hard by a live male cock as my face got pushed into my wife's hot, wet and tasty pussy. I sure as hell enjoyed being fucked for a change, my own arousal bringing me off more than once before Jan filled my pussy.
And that's when the pattern I'd learned broke. I stayed in my female form as Jan's body melted and morphed back into the woman she was used to being.
At least I could fit Joannie's clothing. We washed up, got breakfast, and got on the road. My wife showed anxiety as I stayed a copy of her for more than the four hours that used to be my limit.
I was lucky. The rest area we stopped at in the late afternoon was empty. When I stood back up after peeing my body morphed back into me... and Jan had to run back to the car to bring me different clothes so I'd not be naked as I slipped out of the women's room.
Next time this happened I was going to wear sweats.
We talked this over for a while. Joanie said "I'll try keep you both the same gender in the morning, all right? Then I want to see you fuck each other again."
The stress of me not immediately returning to my "real" form that morning left us burned out, so we all undressed and climbed into bed together. Given the relief of getting my own body back, I was able to fade quickly, especially cuddled up with both Joanie and Jan.
Morning brought another arrangement-- Jan was a ringer for Joanie. Jan and I fucked each other's brains out, Jan's face bringing pleasure to Joanie.
Afterwards, Jan stayed in Joanie's form. Joanie spent some time thinking about it, and told us further experimentation was called for, which we'd do the next day.
Crossing flat and almost featureless states left us a lot of time to talk about sex. We stopped at a pharmacy where Jan got some materials she wanted for further experimentation.
Our talk in the car left us charged up and we fucked our brains out that night, again falling into a happy exhausted heap of bodies.
In the morning I was Joanie again and Jan was me. Joanie had her wear a condom when she fucked me.
I'd never really liked condoms as a man, especially after I had learned how good going bareback was. I learned that a condom made the sensations different for women, too. I did manage to come with Jan's climax, and, as soon as she pulled out of my vagina, I got my more masculine body back.
Looking over at Jan I saw the morphing process, and, with Joanie, watched the penis disappear and the contents of the rubber drain all over my sister's muff. The semen was still there and Joanie pounced on Jan to clean it up.
I helped to make sure my wife's face was close to Jan's box.
At first my wife theorized that leaving semen in my vagina was enough. The next morning we tested it. That wasn't it.
The next morning I was brought off multiple times by Jan's penis, which she withdrew and pumped into my wife.
That turned out to be the trick to keep me female. Usually I'd melt back to my "real" body shortly after an orgasm... but, if there's a penis still inside my vagina when I needed to drop back to normal, I'd not be able to drop back.
By the time we arrived at home, Joanie told me she was sure she was a bisexual, as long as it was my sister she was loving.
The three of us continued our experiments. The only thing we couldn't do was change Joanie but damn near every other variation got tried.
Jan's first time as a dog left her startled. She had never realized-- and we'd forgotten to tell her-- that morphing wasn't limited to being a human, or even a "real" form. Jan did like trying out a porn-star dick, both driving it and having it driven.
I had never before seen my sister so happy. She'd found a good job, got settled in with us, then the pregnancy test showed the "plus" sign. Joanie, gritting her teeth, told me that she was staying on the pill for another two months. I wondered why and got an answer of "I want some time between the babies, but, Jack, I wish I were pregnant already. It's hard to see someone else carrying your child before I do."
I made some suggestions, here and there, and Joanie usually had some seriously exhausting mornings, as we tried to show our appreciation.
Three months later we learned that Joanie's arousal curve when on hormonal contraceptives was deceptive, because it changed as soon as she was off the pill. It turned out to be a good thing that Jan could morph and be a male because Joanie was insatiable in the mornings.
Heck, Joanie was insatiable in the evenings. And the late morning. And middle of the afternoon. Joanie was always fucking horny, which put a lot of pressure on Jan to keep up with using her fingers, tongue and toys when I was either unavailable or flaccid.
That's when Joanie decided to take naps during the day, especially when Jan would go home for lunch. Joanie would be asleep when Jan arrived, stripped, walk into the bedroom, and flipped into being male-- me or whoever.
When I got home Joanie'd get it again, nap again, and Jan would bang her brains out again.
This went on for four months. Joanie was into her second trimester when it calmed down. I didn't know if Jan's semen would have been able to impregnate Joanie and I didn't worry about it all that much.
Joanie's sex drive dropped a little bit.
Actually, it dropped a lot. She was no longer ready to rape either of us when we came home, though she, like Jan, did enjoy a lot of cuddling.
That being said, if she felt an erection whilst spooning, Joanie would still jump it. Fast. She might not be as wildly aggressive as she had been, but her arousal curve was still steep.
It was hard-- well, it would have to be-- to keep both Jan and Joanie sexually satisfied, but, fortunately, the more sex I had, the more I could have, and, within reasonable limits, I had little problem rising to the occasion once my wife's libido had calmed down.
Jan's baby-- a girl-- was perfect. We all melted over tiny Kim.
It was time for Joanie's third trimester when things changed again. There were two Jans-- I was one of them-- and one of me, but no Joanie.
Somehow Joanie had made the jump.
Joanie loved fucking my brains out, pounding my face into Jan's wet pussy, exciting all of us. I came more than once with her penis inside me, so I knew I was locked into this form for several hours. It was a good thing this was a week end.
Well, being in Jan's current form meant that Kim had no shortage of mammaries to drain. I needed help, though, and Joanie and Jan did drain my tits.
Becoming a man again might be seen as a relief but I had enjoyed feeding Kim.
In the three months leading up to Joanie giving birth to fraternal twins, we had fun with the forms she could take in the mornings, as we discussed the kinds of experiments we wanted to try.
Sadly, with the birth of the twins, Joanie's morphing was over again, which was a bit of a relief, since I wanted her as she was. Mike and Michelle were adorable infants.
Joanie missed it, and so got pregnant again, just so that she could morph again. This time she was still in the first trimester when the ability returned, so all three of us were taking the shapes driven by our lovers.
It took a while for Joanie's shape change rate-- driven, I believe, by my desires-- to drop back, as I wanted her more than I wanted someone different. It often got complicated as Jan's wished would mix in, too.
This time, giving birth left Joanie still able to morph. Leo was a happy little boy.
We were quite happy with each other and the children and it seemed little could interfere with our idyll.
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