Reflected Realities - Part Two

The overwhelming compelling force pulls whatever I had become closer and closer to the broken mirror, the tiny object looking more and more like some gaping maw as the sound of rushing air and faint moans begins to each up from impossible hole.

My vision suddenly spins as I'm forced into, my own cozy apartment suddenly getting replaced with the sight of the slender and busty young woman in the ill-fitted uniform, her hands holding the young man's head to her chest.

I try to move, to call out for help and scramble away, only to find my torso seemingly numb to any commands and my voice catching in my throat as my breathe seems empty. Craning my neck around I try to look at myself, equally wanting to avoid looking at the young couple mere meters away.

My eye go wide as I look down, my sudden lack of a heart beat becoming more palpable as I spy my shredded form. Transparent and emanating a soft blue light, my body appears to be torn apart, with ragged wholes and gaping gaps littering my t-shirt clad torso and loose seemingly empty jeans as I find my body missing below the waist.

A sudden guttural cry cuts through the air, a high pitched moaning that is suddenly muffled by a scrambling hand. As the noise reaches me I suddenly lurch through the air, toppling end over end as my vision spins.

"Fuck..." Hisses a deep male voice, his tone hushed between ragged breathes. "Jade, keep it..." the voice continues, his words suddenly becoming muffled as well as his mouth is pulled into something. As his words cease the feminine moan grow, the sharp muffled cries growing in pitch and fervor as huffing breathes come out with odd timing and tempo.

As my vision stabilizes I find myself looking down at the couple, the back of the tan blonde man's head resting at the bottom of my vision as a pale heavily ringed hand presses it against one of the dark haired young woman's breasts. His hand is clamped down hard over her mouth, her nostrils flaring and her familiar blue eyes rolling back into her skull as her whole body begins to convulse.

Suddenly, my body shifts once more as I find my lower body twist to aim at on of her nostrils. A dull red glow begins to form in the opposite hole, her back arching sharply and her weak muscles tensing as a red bubble begins to form next to me at the tip of her nose.

As her body crashes down, twitching and gasping weakly, the bubble seems to pop. The ill-shaped red glow ripples for a moment before suddenly forming into the familiar shape of the young woman beneath the two of us.

"Whaa..." moans a dim and echoing voice, the breathy tone coming from the glowing imitation of the slender top heavy young woman seemingly called Jade. "Holy shit Errol I... I..." she coos, apparently still unaware of what was happening to either of us.

Glancing down I watch as the busty girl's body appears completely out of it, simply shivering and shaking as her eyes remain hooded and rolled back into her skull. The young man too seems spent, her muscular form shuddering as he presses himself against and collapses atop the woman beneath him.

"Like... who are..." the dim breathy voice calls, catching my attention before suddenly cutting short. Before I can look back at her I feel something slam into my neck, the impact soon being followed by a mixture of heat and sensation as I feel my breath suddenly return to me.

"What was..." I begin to mutter, my words ending in a surprised squeak as I hear the young woman's voice escape my lips. "Like what the fucking fuck!" I squeal, the unimaginative stream of words coming out as I find my tongue twisting to accommodate the vocabulary.

Looking up I find myself staring at the red glow of the young woman, her neck now featuring a gap where her voice box had once sat. Before I can even let the image sink in I watch as piece by piece she begins to come apart, each section of her ruffled uniform and the body beneath quickly racing over to me and landing with more and more force as I find myself being forced down towards the nostril beneath me.

She kicks her legs and waves her arms, trying to move or perhaps fight me, only to have the movements send more and more pieces of herself towards my mangled form. With each new addition my breath grows heavier, my skin buzzing and my mind growing more numb by the second as waves of pleasure begin to lap at the shores of my consciousness.

With one final kick I watch as her lower body pops clear of her torso, the pair of legs and hips quickly attaching to me as I feel a heavy weight begin to drag me deeper and deeper in the warm space beneath me. I can only watch and the young woman, now missing as many pieces as I had only moments ago is suddenly ripped backwards towards the shattered glass nestled amongst the grass as I'm dragged down into darkness.

Sweat.

The scent and feeling of sweat immediately hits my nose as I beginning to come to. A heavy weigh lays on top of me, my chest wielding beneath the seemingly searing hot and hard form as I feel a breath on my neck.

A hand covers my mouth, plush lips pressing firmly against a rough palm as drool coats the unfamiliar gag. Strands of dark hair cling to my neck and face, grass and dirt digging into my plump pert behind and widely spread legs.

Muffled gasps escape my lips, slipping out in a muffled huff as I feel something hot and hard twitch deep inside me. What little I had managed to gather of my scattered mind is shattered once more as my focus shifts to the latex wrapped entity buried between my legs, each though escaping me with each twitching heartbeat.

My chest feels wet, my nipples hard and covered in drool thanks to the less than experienced teasing from the over eager blonde man. Despite this, the feeling of the afterglow and the sensation of the athletic form pressing down on them leave me shudder and panting as my legs quiver and shake.

A cry slips out as I feel the impossibly large twitching object begin to slide out of me, my back arching as I feel my overly sensitive body become wracked with pleasure and my mind turns blank. With each retreating inch I find myself craving it to go back, to thrust even deeper and to keep going, only to be disappointed as Errol shifts away from me.

"Shit ..." he huff, fiddling with something beyond my sight as he sits up. "When can we do this without..."

"Not... Happening..." I find myself cooing absentmindedly, my hands reaching up to my head and running through my disturbingly long hair as I try to focus my thoughts. The man huffs a little, chuckling to him as some slimy latex sac lands on my heaving bare chest.

"Whatever..." he mumbles, the sound of the dirt and pebbles beneath his feet shifting as he stands. The wooden siding of the shed beside the lane way begin to shift, a loud grunt coming from the young man as he heaves himself up. I weakly tilt my head, my eyes struggling to focus as I find my vision swimming in a haze of sweat and dyed black hair.

As the blonde man hops through the replaced plastic window he turns back, his eyes glancing down at my exposed body as he readjust his pants.

"Remember, can't do next week" he says nervously, looking away out of regret. "Tina's getting... you know, wondering why I'm not bugging her for..." he mutters, raising his eyebrows knowingly. "Not like she even..." he begins to huff under his breath as he turns to leave.

"What..." I wheeze, shifting in the dirt as I feel the seams of my stockings rip even further under the pressure of the stones beneath me. With a weak huff I strain to sit up, my slender arms shaking as I feel my massive weight on my chest fight me the entire way up.

"But like the week after she's visiting family, so I can totally..." the young man calls out, his voice growing distant before disappearing from earshot.

Sitting up my head hangs forward, my vision becoming consumed by the massive perky pale flesh that rest upon my chest. Anodized purplish metal bars pierce through my thick perky pink nipples, spit dripping from the right-most on as it dries in the cool afternoon air. With each breath I feel the mounds shift and tug at me, the scratchy cheap material of the bra crumpled up beneath them leaving me scratching at the head sized orbs absentmindedly.

"Like... what the fuck..." I wheeze, wincing as my head begins to throb. Everything feels slow, my mind dragging like I was wading through mud in order to complete any train of thought.

With a deep breath I shuffle back, leaning up against the wooden fence behind me as a lube slicked condom slides down my bust leaving a trail of thick foul scented white ooze behind before landing in the dirt.

Whimpering to myself I close my eyes, trying to focus beyond the pain in my head and the sensations of my pleasure addled body before I'm met with the sound of...