Recursion B.2.

RECURSION

B.2.

Joe steps into the Hall of Mirrors and says, “This is retarded.”

Olivia gives him a look and scolds, “Don’t say the R-slur dumbass.” She sticks her tongue out at him through black painted lips: “Besides, I like it.”

Olivia walks down the brightly lit Tunnel of Mirrors and Joe trudges after her. Joe thinks about protesting; he came to the carnival with Olivia to smoke weed and maybe have sex in his shitty car, not to actually do fair shit. But whatever, the night is still young, he can play along for a while. Joe uses the mirrors to check out Olivia: skinny goth chick in a slinky black dress, torn up dark stockings, and tall black platform boots covered in chunky buckles. Her pretty face is done up with black lipstick and thick eyemakeup, her nose is multiply pierced in the septum, bridge, and nostrils, and her long red hair still has black tips from an old dye job. Joe smirks, she also has a really nice ass, too plush and round for her petite frame, absolutely squeezed into that tight dress. He wonders what kind of panties she’s wearing and tries to find a revealing reflection.

Oliva for her part watches Joe ogle her reflections and rolls her eyes. He’s such a dumbass, but cute too. The muscular punk boy is wearing workboots, torn black jeans, a red flannel shirt tied around his waist, a dark wifebeater, and a sleeve of bad Americana tattoos. Joe’s strong face is frozen in a prurient smirk and his honey blonde hair is spiked out in a big stupid mohawk. What the fuck is she doing on a date with him?

Whatever, she loves funhouse mirrors. 

Olivia grins and watches her reflection elongate strangely. They’re past the mundane mirrors in the entrance and into the carnival shit. She puts her hands on her hips and gazes up at a tall stretched out version of herself with legs for ages and giggles as the next mirror crushes her down into a squat little gremlin.

“Hey Olivia, nice ass!” 

She follows Joe’s pointing finger to another carnival mirror where her reflection has a truly enormous ass. “Har har,” she says wiggling her hips back and forth.

“It’s a good look,” Joe offered.

“What about you?” She laughs and points, “Nice tits!”

“Huh?” Joe sees his reflection and gasps. Somehow a mirror has transposed his head onto Olivia’s goth femme body. He watches his girlie reflection wiggle her hips and hands come up to fondle her tits. He blushes, feels a weird tingle of something, and watches his reflection yank down her dress and flash her tits. Olivia giggles merrily, “Nice!”

“Hey!” Joe yelps, pulling his black dress back over his small breasts. “Not funny!”

“Oh lighten up,” Olivia says, giving his plush feminine ass a gentle spank. She grabs his slender hand and tugs, “Come on!”

Joe stammers and stumbles after Olivia, tugging down the hem of his dress which keeps riding up, then stumbles to a stop when Olivia abruptly halts in front of another trick mirror. “What gives?”

Olivia titters and cups her big titties, “I, like, look like a total bimbo?” She grins stupidly at her reflection: enormous sculpted red hair, large perky titties stretching out a clingy pink dress with a short skirt painted onto wide hips and her juicy tushie. She giggles, “My titties are so big!!”

“Riiiight…” Joe says, a little confused. Livy looks like she always does: busty, sexy, and dumb. Which is why Joe wanted to get into her panties so bad.

Livy leans forward and puzzles, “It’s like, totally crazy!”

“I don’t really see it?”

Livy grabs Joe and pulls him in front of the mirror, smooshing him against her tits in the process. “Look!”

Joe gasps and see herself reflected, “Okay, like, I totally see it now?” Joy’s honey blonde hair cascades down her back, and her huge tits are squeezed into a little purple dress. She turns and examines her wide ass and long feminine legs. “I look like a total skank?”

“Nuh-uh!” Livy gushes, “You look like… a sexy bitch!”

Joy blushes and kisses Livy on the cheek, “You are! So! Sweet!”

The two sorority sisters toddle forward on outrageous platform heels, pointing and giggling, blowing themselves kisses in the mirrors. They turn a corner and step in front of another mirror to find themselves reflected identically: two platinum blonde hotties with huge bee-stung lips, big dull blue eyes, enormous unnaturally round breasts barely contained by lacy lavender negligees, hourglass hips, and gigantic jiggling bums. Jolivia giggles and feels her cock getting hard as she watches Jolivia’s nipples and penis through her transparent lingerie. “Ooooh,” The other Jolivia gushes, “I’m like totally horny!”

“Like, wanna fuck?” Jolivia says while pulling her tits out. Her cock is voraciously hard and her pussy throbs underneath.

“Always!” Jolivia replies, her own cock pounding with blood, her cunt hungry to be filled. “Top or, like, bottom?”

“Bottom,” Jolivia gasps, “Then top?”

“Like, okay!” Jolivia says, grabbing a fistful of Jolivia’s platinum hair and shoving her against a mirror. Jolivia yelps happily and bends over, tits to glass, legs spread a little, cunt presented, balls hanging, cock trapped inside the lavender gauze of her lingerie. Joliva presses herself to Jolivia’s back, naked tits on bare skin and fondles her breasts. Jolivia gasps and Jolivia rubs her cock against the hot cleft of Jolivia’s pussy. “Ahhhhhh,” they both hiss, watching their reflections moan. 

Joliva gasps as she feels Jolivia’s cock enter her, penetrate her pussy, deeper and deeper, until their balls touch. Jolivia feels her cock twitch and Jolivia’s empty pussy leaks down her thigh. “Ooooo,” Jolivia coos, and “Uhhhh,” Jolivia grunts, starting to thrust, slowly and then faster, hips to pillowy ass, balls slapping together. Joliva braces against the mirror as she is railed by Jolivia, watches herself being fucked, kisses her reflection, panting breath steaming the glass. Joliva grunts and growls, slams deeper inside Jolivia, reaches around under her negigeee to grab her cock, starts to pump it, fucking her and jerking her off both. The Jolivias fuck harder and faster, bodies slapping and jiggling, pleasure building and building, until Jolvia screams out, orgasm ripping through her cunt and cocks, spraying semen into a womb and splashing all over a funhouse mirror.

Jolivia stumbles apart from herself, laughs, kisses herself, thinks about fucking herself again, fucking her poor neglected pussy, but then she hears a sound in the hall of mirrors…

“Hey! What are you doing!”

She gasps from two mouths, giggles, covers all four of her huge breasts, and rushes her two bodies towards the exit…

She steps through the door, one self after another>>>