WISHR: JULIE AND DAPHNE - Part IV

  WISHR: JULIE AND DAPHNE - Part IV

Five options were waiting for Daphne. The first one up was;

Your asshole and your pussy will merge into one big dripping erotic orifice.

“That...that sounds really messy…” Daphne murmured, and Julie agreed. Daphne swiped left on it.

Your mouth will be replaced by a drooling pussy, and you’ll need to rely on sign language or other ways to communicate.

“I don’t think I could handle that,” Daphne stated.

“I’d miss how you sound…” Julie quietly added, and Daphne swiped left.

Your belly button will become a second constantly aroused pussy.

Daphne paused on this one.

“What do you think?”

“Well...it is better than shitting out of one big one…” Julie shrugged. Daphne turned from Julie back to the screen, her thumb hovering indecisively. She was looking down through dual cleavages, a weighty reminder of what could happen if she didn’t consider the risks.

Daphne swiped right.

“Oooh…” she gently cooed as a warmth settled on her belly. Julie looked on as the indent on Daphne’s abdomen began to stretch upwards, while also deepening. The skin on either side of Daphne’s naval began to puff up, forming her new labia. At the upper end of her shifting flesh a hooded clit pushed outward, particularly visible given the layout of this uniquely positioned pussy.

Daphne continued to sway and moan as she felt her new orifice form deeper and deeper within her body, the new canal exceptionally tight. Daphne couldn’t tell where it was reaching to, but she did feel it getting wetter and more and more eager to be filled.

In short order the second vagina and fully bloomed upon Daphne’s midsection, and as she felt the acting magic fade away she opened her eyes and looked down upon her new flower.

“How...how’s it look?” Daphne asked.

“It’s...beautiful…” Julie replied, looking with love at the new feminine cleft Daphne sported. It was a tight and pretty slit sitting proudly on Daphne’s belly, and Julie wanted to run her finger up the line where the lips met but she controlled herself. Neither of them needed to get distracted and miss the selection process for the final wish.

Daphne new that as well, and after a few moments of faltering as she restrained all the new erotic desires acting on her she pulled up her phone for the last wish; I wish I had four flexible arms.

“Let’s wrap this up, I guess,” Daphne sighed. As she went to pull up the granting results a pop-up window appeared within the app.

INTERESTED IN TESTING A NEW BETA FUNCTION?

Daphne stilled her thumb, furrowed her brow as she read the message, and then held it up for Julie to read.

“Do you know what that is?” Daphne asked.

“No, a lot has already changed to the app since I used,” Julie replied, “Do you want to find out?”

“If you’re up for it,” Daphne replied, some trepidation in her voice as she motioned downwards at the four breasts, doubled ass, and belly-pussy she sported, “Do you still find all of this...me...attractive?”

Julie smiled and stepped towards her lover. Julie let her forward breasts push into Daphne’s quadruple set. She ran one hand around Daphne’s side and squeezed her upper ass-cheek. The other hand teased the lips puckering atop her abdomen. Daphne’s body shuddered from the glorious attention.

“I think you’re one of the sexist visions I have ever been lucky enough to see.”

Daphne smiled and they smashed their breasts together as the pair exchanged a passionate kiss. As they did so Daphne tapped her thumb down on the “OKAY” button within the pop-up.

A small beep drew the attention of the kissing pair down to the phone’s new message.

ALLOW WISHR TO CHOOSE THE GRANTING OF YOUR FINAL WISH AND CHOOSE FROM TWO OF OUR MOST COMMON WISHES TO HAVE GRANTED ON YOURSELF?

“That’s interesting…”

“That’s a risk.”

There was a pause as the pair held their eye contact for a moment. Then Daphne smiled.

“It’s an adventure.”

And she tapped ACCEPT.

The Wishr app took a moment to process, and then it sent another message;

THIRD GRANTING SELECTED.

And Daphne dropped her phone onto the bed. Both she and Julie watched as Daphne brought her hands up to eye-level between them. A crease was forming between Daphne’s middle and index fingers, gently splitting her hand. The soft separation continued down her arm, around her elbow, and up to her shoulder.

None of it hurt - at worse Daphne’s splitting arms had a light tingle of when one’s limb falls asleep. As her two arms became four thinner arms she twisted her separated hands about and flexed her finger. As she moved them Julie and Daphne saw that her arms were no longer bending at only the elbow - gradually the entire length of her bones were becoming softer and more pliable, until they had become strong and supporting muscle capable of bending in any direction. The shape of her four arms filed out slightly and smoothed, to the point it was no longer possible to see where her elbows had been.

The lower set of hands, which currently had only two fingers, twitched, and they each grew their own thumbs. Now Daphne had twelve fingers spread evenly between four arms. She flexed them, spun her hands around and swirled her arms in ways she could have never done before. As an experiment she brought each vertical pair of hands together. Pressing her separated limbs together inside long sleeves and some gloves could actually give the appearance that nothing was different about her.

But there certainly was something different about her, and Daphne pulled apart her arms and ran all of her three-fingered hands up her body, starting at her hips and teasing the sides of her four ass cheeks, then brushing the outer edges of her belly labia, and then similarly stimulating the sides of her four breasts.

Julie watched as Daphne’s body shivered in delight, a long warm stream trickling down Daphne’s lower abdomen to intermingle with the glisten between her thighs. Julie’s lower tongue had to lap up some of her own dripping desires.

Daphne had closed her eyes, but now opened them and looked to Julie with unmistakable desire and need. She ran all four little hands up through her hair and then reached out for her lover. Julie did not pull away, instead taking a step into their writhing embrace. One pair of hands began to massage Julie’s forward breasts, while the other pair slipped around to caress Julie’s rear set. Julie placed her hands on Daphne’s side, one hand again groping an upper ass cheek, while the other began to slip closer and closer to Daphne’s belly clit.

Another urgent-sounding ding from the open Wishr app interrupted them.

to be continued...