フタナリの同一CPが互いを排除し合おうとする話-EN #1 (Pixiv Fanbox)

　Kaoru Ohba was looking at her own body again in the shower room of her home. 　If I had to describe my impression of Kaoru's appearance in one word, it would be "firm and doughy. 　Her H-cup breasts with a strong presence are personally my favorite part. 　The belly connected to them is a little sloppy. 　The buttocks are of an easy-bodied shape with a presence that is as strong as the breasts. 　Her thighs are also rather thick and soft. 　Although not to the point of being fat, her overall impression, including the width of her shoulders, is that she is sturdy, firm, and massive. 　Perhaps the poorest part of such a body shape is the small meat stick hanging between Kaoru's legs. 　For Kaoru, who is a futanari by nature, this rod was a complex anyway. 　It is not that being a futanari itself is a complex. 　Although futanari are a minority in the world, there are a certain number of them, and if they do not go to swimming pools or public bathhouses, they are rarely disadvantaged by futanari. 　What Kaoru doesn't like most of all is that her penis is too small ....... 　If only it were big enough to be called a big dick,...... no, but it would still be a complex. 　At the very least, I wish it was as small as other people. 　The meat stick on my palm is a pathetic existence. It is shorter than the little finger of my own hand. No, it is only half the size of the little finger. Moreover, it was covered with skin, which made it look even more pathetic. 　But today was the day she would be done with this phallus. 　Kaoru nodded to herself in the mirror. 　A certain institution was conducting research on turning futanari into women, and Kaoru had volunteered to be a specimen for some time. Today, her turn finally came around. 　She was told that she would be examined in various ways, but at any rate, she felt refreshed at the thought of losing this pathetic penis from her body. 　Kaoru left her home in high spirits and headed for the research institute. 　At the research institute, she was first asked to fill out a form about her physical condition and sign a number of consent forms. 　Yes, this is all fine. Then we will start the treatment. 　Finally, I was guided to those words, changed into a simple treatment suit, and lay down on the bed to be given general anesthesia. 　Now when I wake up, it will be a woman's body, huh? 　Kaoru closed her eyes in anticipation. 　Then, she was tapped on the shoulder and opened her eyes. 　It's over. Please wake up slowly. 　Already, Kaoru thought. It even felt as if it was only a few minutes ago that she had undergone general anesthesia. She woke up with a random thought in her mind that medicine is amazing,...... and found that someone was just about to wake up in the bunk next to hers. 　......No, who is it? 　When Kaoru looked next to her, she went rigid. 　Kaoru was there. Kaoru "He, ......?" 　Seeing Kaoru who was so astonished, the nurse asked fearfully, "Did they read the consent form? 　You have read the consent form, haven't you? 　There was no way I could read that many difficult sentences," she complained, but I held it back. 　I had a feeling that I was in the wrong. 　Once again, it was explained to me that apparently, for some kind of safety measure or backup, the test takers are duplicated. 　One of them will undergo the feminization procedure and the other will be trained or provided with the necessary bio-parts for their feminized selves. ...... 　It's outrageous. 　Is there even a chance that one of you will die? 　It's unnerving, even after all this time. Kaoru said, "Copying is hard work, isn't it? Well, how about ...... doing your best for me?" 　Kaoru's complexion changes quickly. 　At this moment, the two Kaoru realized. 　She thinks she is the real thing, the original. 　Could it be that this duplicate is also "mistaken" in that way? 　I am not sure about the reality. 　I cannot accept the situation that I might be a fake. If I don't make the fact that I am the real thing, won't something determine that I am a fake? 　I can't die! 　Kaoru's simple mind thought like that and then started to act. Kaoru "Ko, this guy is a fake!" Kaoru "Huh?　You're the fake!　I am the real one." 　Anyway, she might have thought that she would win if she could forcefully argue that she was the real one. 　However, if the person was that easy to back down, this wouldn't have happened in the first place. Kaoru "You're a fake, but don't act like you're the real thing! Kaoru "Don't be silly!　I'm the real one! Kaoru "Anta, enough or I'll lose my temper!" Kaoru "You better stop it yourself, I'm the real one! Kaoru "No, I'm the real one! Kaoru "It's me!" 　The conflict is at an extremely low level. 　It was a waste of time to just argue with each other. 　Nothing would change in the end even if they kept arguing like that. 　Finally, Kaoru and Kaoru couldn't take it anymore and jumped on each other. 　With a loud clang, they fell off the bed, caught each other and rolled around. 　Because of their original solid physique, their fight was vigorous. 　When they grabbed each other by the collar of their treatment gowns and tried to throw each other off, the simple garments ripped easily and came off. 　The two had to roll around naked. 　But still, no, that was why they could no longer stop fighting. 　The strong anger of being forced to strip naked mixed with the willpower of not being able to back down after being taken so far was fueling the flames of Kaoru's fighting spirit. 　Once her treatment gown was off, there were only a few places to catch her. 　They caught each other's hands and tried to push each other down with force. Kaoru ""Fuggghhhh! 　However, no matter how much force they put into it, the opponent does not back down at all. 　In fact, if you are not careful, you will be pushed down with so much force that you will be pushed down yourself. 　The two Kaoru, now hand in hand, desperately stepped on the floor and put their strength into each other's hands. Kaoru "Why, he's ......! Kaoru "He's not moving at all. ......! 　If it were anyone else, they would not have been so close in their power struggle. 　However, it's not anyone else, it's you. 　Both of their bodies did not move at all, but Kaoru's body, not to mention her forehead, was beginning to sweat. 　It was similar to a situation in which two wrestlers of equal strength were engaged in a bout, but neither of them moved at all. Kaoru: "Back off enough! Kaoru "Why don't you back off?　Oh my God, my hands are sweating so much. Gross! Kaoru "Your side is sweating a lot more than mine. Don't blame it on others, you're disgusting! Kaoru: "I'm the one who's pissed off!　Sweat, it stinks!　Will you get away from me, you stink! Kaoru "It's that way, you're the one who smells like sweat. Seriously, I'm going to throw up......!" Kaoru "This one is more disgusting, but don't be a victim! 　Kaoru originally sweated profusely, which sometimes made her smell bad in the summer. 　She covered it up with antiperspirants and perfumes. 　It was one of Kaoru's many complexes. 　However, this person was picking on the part she did not want touched the most. 　Her anger swelled and broke through a certain point. 　In a fit of rage, he head-butted Kaoru on the forehead, which was very close to him. 　It would have been effective if he had taken her by surprise. 　However, at this time, the other Kaoru also head-butted her, and their foreheads collided with a force beyond expectation. Kaoru ""......uggghhhh......"" 　She suffered a concussion and even let go of the hands that had been holding onto each other and backed away, holding her forehead. 　She did not faint in front of this opponent, but almost reflexively rubbed her forehead with both hands. Kaoru ""Aaahhh!　Ouch ouch ouch ouch ！！！！　You, bitch aaaaah!" 　What hesitation would she need against someone who was originally a fake deceiving her, an enemy competing for her survival? 　The combination of anger and pain made Kaoru's inner gag come off at this time. 　She gripped her opponent's most physically vulnerable spot ...... between the legs, her meat pole. They grab each other. Kaoru "Ugh, gi!　What are you doing to me ......!" Kaoru "Argh, hmm!　What are you doing to me? 　What are you going to do?　That's obvious. 　Kaoru started to clench her partner's pole tightly. 　Idiot, let go of me! ！！！！" 　Kaoru faints in agony as she is roughly hit on the vital spot like that. 　The pain is so great that she relaxes and the pain eases for a moment. 　At this time, blood suddenly returns to the penis and Kaoru takes a breath at the sensation of blood recovering, but immediately resumes the attack of gripping the meat stick. Kaoru "Oggiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!　Oh, fore! Kaoru "Let go of me!　You, let go of me! 　A fight of an excessively low level. 　However, the parties involved were serious to the last. 　After repeatedly gripping each other's penises and releasing them due to pain, both penises somehow began to grow. 　Once they got bigger, they grew so rapidly that they could not remember their original pathetic size,...... but they were still as big as that of a normal person. 　The other's phallus, which had grown to a reasonable size, was still an abomination to Kaoru. Kaoru: "You're a fake, don't feel so full of yourself!" Kaoru "Ngggh!" 　Kaoru rotated her hips and struck the other's glans sideways with her own penis, its rod part. 　It seemed that a collision between two meat rods would not cause that much damage, but as expected, hitting the sensitive glans with the hard part of the penis had a certain effect. 　Kaoru felt good that the opponent was frightened by the clash of the penises. 　She was about to hit him again and again. Kaoru "Kono no oh! Kaoru "Koh, gihiiiiiii! 　She was hit in the opposite direction by the penis she thought was inferior to hers. ...... She was still hit on the glans with the rod, and she screamed and bucked at the stimulation. 　If it is humiliating to be struck and pushed around by an erect penis, it is also humiliating to be frightened by one's own impostor. 　And that humiliation was an emotion equally shared by the two Kaoru. 　Kaoru and the other Kaoru began to swing their hips furiously and hit each other with their phalluses. 　But neither of them had the guts to take a step forward, and as a result, they only hit each other with their sturdy rods left and right. Kaoru said, "Ugh!　Aggghh!　Igggh!" 　At the same time, they bumped their penises against each other, overlapping their pain. 　While they were having such a lazy hitting contest, their aim happened to be off and the glans and the glans collided with each other. Kaoru ""Ngihiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ！！！！"" 　Bewwwww! 　I looked down in disbelief at the penis, which spurted out semen on its own in response to that stimulation, which should have only been painful. 　That penis and not to mention the lower abdomen, were sticky and stained with each other's semen. 　Perhaps because they had not ejaculated recently, the smell of thick, fishy semen was in their noses. Kaoru said, "Smell!　What is this smell? It's indeed fake." Kaoru "Huh?　You're the one who smells. If your body stinks, it seems like your semen stinks too. Kaoru "Your semen smells worse!　Besides, your semen smells sweatier than mine. Kaoru "You say that so often. I've been sweating so much since a while ago that I feel like I'm going to throw up! 　Since the two of them had been fighting with each other, they were sweating and smelling sour. 　Add to that the smell of semen, and the smell was indescribably thick. 　However, she would never admit such a thing. 　Kaoru just incessantly tells each other that the other person smells bad. 　Their bodies get closer to slam the words at the other more, and they keep yelling at each other even when they are rubbing their meat rods with their meat rods, pushing each other's big tits with their big tits, and even when their noses are so close that the tips of their noses are touching each other. Kaoru "Ugh, even my mouth smells bad, though!" Kaoru "That one smells worse. What kind of food do you have to eat to smell that bad! 　They stare at each other and yell at each other at close range. 　At this distance, they were breathing each other's breath and spit would end up in each other's mouths. 　But if I turned my face away, I would feel as if I had lost. 　I don't want to do that. 　Kaoru and Kaoru are in close physical contact and face to face with the being they feel most hateful to on earth, yet they cannot make the rational choice to run away, and can only foolishly tussle with each other. 　In this position, not only are their penises naturally in close contact and crushing each other, but their pubic hairs, stained with each other's semen, are also pressed against each other, even their scrotums are overlapping each other. Kaoru said, "Hey, move that dirty penis out of the way!　Besides, your cock hair makes me sick!" Kaoru "It's the fake one that should step back!　Don't make me feel better with someone else's penis?　Besides, your cock hair is more disturbing. It's too shaggy and sloppy!" Kaoru "It's the fake one that's messy!　You should take care of it a little. That's why your penis stinks! Kaoru "How can you say that while you have a smelly penis! 　Indeed, Kaoru has a lot of pubic hair. 　A large amount of semen was sprayed on her pubic hair, and then rubbed and pressed against each other in a jolting and twisting motion. 　Because of the large amount of pubic hair and sweat, her lower abdomen was beginning to have a strong smell. 　When the lower abdomen is overlapped so that even the smell is mixed, the scrotum and testicles are also bumped against each other. 　It was unpleasant and irresistible. 　A spit of insect spit runs down my spine. 　This fake, fake, fake! 　If I don't beat this guy up, nothing will start! 　Kaoru finally pushed through the limits, and they slammed their cheeks against each other. 　Pow!