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Nikola held Jane's face in her hand as they kissed on the beautiful skin sofa she had in her tent. Her plastic, sculpted fingers teasing the entrance to the various worm holes in her cheek as she dragged them lovingly down her face. She could feel the worms writhing under Jane's rotting skin, dancing under her coaxing touch and coming to the surface of her pox marked skin.
Jane's tongue, wonderfully honeycombed and textured with little holes, slithered into Nikola's mouth. It acted as its own worm, probing and burrowing into the soft plastic of her mouth. Small worms emerged from Jane's tongue, curious and ready to lovingly explore her mouth.
The feeling of those little worms in Nikola's mouth made her stolen skin shiver. They hid under her soft, rubber tongue and fell into the small cavity at the end of her throat. They tickled in a way as they squirmed over one another, wet with the rancid spit and rotting juices from Jane's mouth. If Nikola had a gag reflex, she was sure her throat would convulse around the worms, squeezing them until they popped from the pressure. Their disgusting guts and vile slime oozing and coating her mouth and throat like a poor paint job in a rotting crack house.
Oh, it was not her own, but Nikola had to admit that the Rot could be so lovely at times. If it was Jane's Rot, that is. Only if it was hers. Her Rot spoiled Nikola's preserved skin and weathered her plastic joints, but it was wonderful. Nikola was uncanny, a doll meant to last forever, so to have her inhuman body tainted by such lovestruck Rot caused her taxidermy heart to throb in her hollowed out chest cavity.
Nikola's fingers dug into the worm holes in Jane's cheek, causing pus to erupt from the old, ever infected wounds and paint her nails the most infectious shade of yellow-green. At this, Jane moaned into her mouth at the pain. Her worms vibrated with it, sending wonderful vibrations through Nikola's synthetic body.
Synthetic though it was, Nikola's body had all the possibilities to be real. She had skin, yes. Stolen like her current heart, but aside from that, she also had all of the bits and pieces needed for a wonderful performance. A tight, plastic cunt and throat made from the same soft, silicon used to make realistic sex toys and fuck dolls. Easy to say, such parts were well used when Jane was around and the mood struck them.
And boy, the worms attempting to nibble and dig into the delicate interior of Nikola's throat began to stir feelings in her almost immediately. That combined with Jane's sick tongue, twisting around Nikola's own and how her moans rattled the hollow bits of Nikola's head made her go crazy.
“Oh, Jane,” Nikola murmured, pulling away just enough to speak. While her one hand fingered the wounds on Jane's face, the other found her thigh. She slowly ran it under the tattered fabric of her once beautiful cocktail dress. The holes in Jane’s thigh were deeper. She ran her thumb around the crusty entrance of one that was trying to heal before roughly forcing her thumb into it. The fevered flesh of Jane's thigh throbbed about her thumb. “You're beautiful.”
The sudden cruelty to the wound caused Jane to groan. She threw her head back; her long, greasy hair falling into her face. “We love you.”
Such a sentiment made Nikola laugh. Despite what she thought, Jane still had so much of her humanity. ‘Love.’ It was cute, but it was not something Nikola felt, least of all for Jane. Interest or obsession, yes, but never love. At the end of the day, if Jane's Rotful ways came to threaten the Circus or the glorious dance of the Unknowing, then Nikola would kill her. She'd miss her, yes. But only enough to preserve her beautiful, disgusting body. To keep it all for herself. To make her lifeless worm husk her doll. Maybe for a monster such as herself that qualified as the closest thing to love that she could experience, but Nikola would never call it that.
“Do you now?” Nikola dug her thumb deeper into the hole in Jane's thigh. Pale, watery drainage began to spill from the wound. In the hot flesh around her thumb, Nikola could feel the squirming arrival of Jane's worms, coming to see the new foreign article in her body. Their eager, segmented bodies tickled her thumb as they flocked to it. “How do you love me?”
Jane's body shook with her labored breaths and her worms rising to the surface of her skin. “Infect.” She groaned, closing her eyes tightly. While she was in pain, Nikola knew she enjoyed it. “We want to infect you. Spread. We want to fill you with us.” Jane's voice grew whiny and high as Nikola finger fucked her oozing wound more. “We want to cover you, contaminate you with us. Make you feel our love with how we squirm inside you and consume you whole.” She opened her eyes and stared at Nikola, her cracked lips slightly parted. “Let us have you.”
As Jane said those lovely, vile things, Nikola felt the worms in her throat squirm with a new fervor. Oh, to be engulfed by Jane and her worms. Surrounded by her Filth. Rotting by her hand. An abandoned Circus decaying by the elements. It sounded so blissful.
“Oh, my!” Nikola gasped. If she could blush, she would. “You're such a sweet talker.” She slowly removed her thumb from Jane's wound. Then, while staring into Jane's cloudy, dead eyes, Nikola licked the fermented ooze from her thumb. Her synthetic tongue delicately wrapping around the hard, plastic digit. “Jane, dear, I won't let you have me fully, but for today you can take me and use me however you want. Fill my body with your Hive and let me feel this love you say you have.”
Jane looked ravenous at those words. The movement of the worms beneath her pale, rotted skin was clearly visible. She breathed slowly, eyes trailing over Nikola’s perfectly sculpted body. Under the dirty folds of her ragged dress, there was the unmistakable growth of her desire; hard and pushing against the feeble confines of her dress.
Jane’s hesitation, despite her so evident desire, made Nikola giggle. The poor girl was still human, too human. Nikola would have to fix that. “Jane,” She said, dropping her voice as much as she could. She was never good with volume control. “Fill me with your song.”
Poor Jane’s humanity must have been less than what Nikola presumed, because no more than a second after Nikola said those words, Jane was standing on the skin sofa on her wobbly legs. She hitched up her dress and pulled down her skimpy, red panties, revealing her worm ridden and writhing cock. Jane grabbed the back of Nikola’s head, her fingers roughly tangling into Nikola’s wig. “Gladly.” Jane hissed.
Nikola almost couldn't stop grinning. The stolen skin stapled to her face cracked with age and with Jane's infectious Rot. She could worry about her face at another time, she had better things to think of in that moment. Like how delectable Jane's cock was when her worms were aroused. Nikola giggled, high and inhuman as she unhinged her jaw for Jane's cock.
Jane was quick to force Nikola's soft, yet dry mouth onto her diseased cock. Slick, salty precum oozed from the tip and her worm-eaten shaft leaked with the infected juice of her arousal. It lubricated Nikola’s mouth perfectly, wetting her mouth as she fucked her face.
Not needing to breathe was wonderful in situations such as these. Nikola could relish in having her mouth abused in such a way without having to worry about some silly bodily function. She loved Jane's cock, so sweet with Rot, alive with her Hive, and small from the years she spent on estrogen before she fell victim to the Corruption.
Jane's dick pulsated as her worms migrated to the area. They flooded into Nikola's eager mouth, squirming out of the tip of Jane's penis like living kidney stones and coming out of their homey burrow holes in her shaft. Oh, the little worms felt so wonderfully slick in Nikola's mouth. Their juices coated her tongue and they ran amok in her mouth, eating at the only organic part of her body, her teeth, and falling into the crevice behind her throat where they writhed and swarmed with a gross intensity that left Nikola's throat itching for the friction of Jane's cock.
As she sucked on Jane's cock, Nikola kept her gaze upwards towards Jane. However, Jane was not paying attention to her. She had her eyes closed as she fucked Nikola's mouth without a care. The thought of Jane using her mouth the way she was, making her a proper sex doll just to fill her with her Rot, made Nikola's skin shiver. She sucked hard, loving the sick pops of the worms in her mouth as they burst from the aggressive thrusting of Jane's dick pushing them into Nikola's human teeth. Their watery, gooey insides only acting to lubricate Nikola’s mouth more.
The insides of the worms along with Jane's rotten cock tasted salty with sickness, but also of the sweet, fermented taste of decay. It was absolutely intoxicating. Nikola couldn't get enough of the taste. It was the same when she ate Jane's ass. Rancid and putrid, forever stuck in that wonderful stage of decay.
The wonderful groans Jane made were more like the petty growls of a dog as they ravenously ate their kill. Possessive. That was it. The way Jane thrust her cock as deep and fast into Nikola’s throat as her dead body could manage while she made the most beautiful of noises was nothing but sheer possessiveness. She was using Nikola as a doll. Her doll.
The noise Nikola made could have been described as a moan, if a moan was incorrect by every standard except the pleasure it conveyed. The thought of being Jane's fuck doll made her body feel more alive than it ever would be. It made the dead heart in her chest come back to life and pump the remaining dregs of the now sludge-like blood clots within it out. She felt it. The heart feebly beating in her chest cavity, pumping until there was no more blood to pump and the muscle was weak and straining without the lubrication of blood.
If only Jane's worms could find her heart. Their wet sickness would leave Nikola’s heart weak and dripping. They'd also eat it whole, but Nikola thought that was worth it. Jane proclaimed to love her, and while Nikola didn't return it, she considered that her worms eating her heart could be nothing but the most selfish act of love.
As slimy waves of worms continued to either be squashed between Jane's cock and Nikola's teeth or to fall into the crevice behind Nikola's throat into the wriggling mosh fit of filth, Nikola continued to release those inhuman, musical moans. They vibrated Jane’s perfect cock and only coaxed more worms to flood into Nikola's greedy mouth.
Could it be done, Nikola wouldn't have minded having her mouth bred and filled with Jane's worms for the better part of the day. However, she did not oppose Jane's actions when she suddenly removed herself from her mouth, panting heavily while her shoulders rose and fell with each ragged, wet breath.
With Jane’s cock now gone from her mouth, Nikola could properly appreciate the squirming dance of the worms inside her throat. They fell over each other, twisting and turning and tickling her silicon throat cavity with their blind movements.
After popping her jaw back into place, Nikola spoke. “Done already?” Her mouth dripped with the various diseased juices of Jane’s cock. She licked her lips, savouring the taste that already coated her mouth. “Oh, Jane, but you haven't come.”
“No,” Jane's voice was scratchy. She released her grip on Nikola's head, leaving the living mannequin's wig crooked. “We’re filling you.” She dropped to her knees, worms shuttered out of various holes in her skin. They fell to the skin sofa and wiggled about feebly before burrowing into it. “We're not done.” Her voice was hard, certain. She knew what she wanted.
Nikola smirked. The worms in her sofa would be a problem for later. Nothing a little salt couldn't fix later. Surely there would be more worms to worry about by the time she and Jane were finished.
“Well,” Nikola laughed, the worms in her throat making the sound even odder than it was. She leaned against the arm of the sofa and spread her legs. She was still fully clothed. “Undress your dolly.”
Jane laughed, too. The sound was deep and scratchy through her weak, phlegmy lungs. She didn't say a word as she leaned forward and began unbuttoning the various buttons on Nikola's black, high waisted trousers. Her fingers shook as they worked the buttons, but she did not ask for help.
Nikola didn't offer to help either. She smirked, laying back and watching as Jane fully unbuttoned her trousers and pulled them off her legs. Dolls were meant to be undressed afterall. She'd let Jane do all the hard work. If Jane wanted to contaminate her, well Nikola would gladly allow it. But only if she got to play at being Jane’s doll.
“What a sweet dolly.” Jane cooed, her voice too rough to be gentle, but the words curled around Nikola's heart all the same. She threw Nikola's trousers to the floor and spread her pale, plastic legs wide.
Giggling, Nikola relished in how Jane man handled her. She certainly wasn't a rag doll, but it sure felt good to be tossed around like one. “Oh, Jane .” Her tone was fond. Nikola may not have loved Jane, but she was still fond of her.
Jane's coffee and nicotine stained smile was the most beautiful thing Nikola had ever seen with her glass eyes. That smile only grew as Jane tenderly held one of Nikola's ankles in her hand and kissed down her clean, smooth plastic leg with her cracked, peeling lips. Jane's lips were hot, sending sparks through Nikola's cold plastic body every time they touched her.
As Jane's lips moved down Nikola's leg, Nikola felt herself begin to squirm as she Jane slowly approached her silicon cunt. Her mouth being used was one thing, but the tantalizing idea of Jane being inside of her, spreading her filth and disease and spilling it inside her inorganic body made Nikola antsy. She wanted Jane. She wanted her to use her like the doll she was. To fill her with her writhing Rot.
“Eager?” Jane laughed softly as she kissed the inside of Nikola's perfectly sculpted thigh.
“Of course you have to tease.” Nikola murmured. She adjusted her wig and watched Jane's face between her thighs. She carefully focused on the feeling of Jane's warm lips right above her pubic area.
Jane raised her eyebrows. “If dolls can't undress themselves, then how can you talk?” She then slowly licked the shaven outer lips of Nikola's molded cunt. Her slick tongue leaving a film of off-grey spit in her wake.
“Ah,” Despite the lack of air in the lungs she did not have, Nikola made a noise that was almost a sigh. “Call me Chatty Cathy.”
As her tongue played through Nikola's folds, Jane laughed. Her hole scattered tongue provided a wonderful sensation for Nikola's soft clit. Jane spread Nikola's lips with her fingers, sighing against the plastic folds of her cunt. A few worms emerged from the canals in her tongue and immediately dived, squirming into Nikola's pussy.
High whines escaped Nikola's mouth as Jane ate her plastic pussy at the most leisurely pace. She needed more. She wanted more. Even Jane's worms knew to contain their slow, segmented movements. Inching through her sensitive walls and attempting to burrow into them.
“There,” Jane hissed. She pulled away from Nikola's cunt and licked her lips. She then lifted the fabric of her dress, revealing her still hard cock. “Ready, dolly?”
“About time!” Huffed Nikola. She eyed Jane's little cock and lifted her hips. Her body clicked and clacked as her plastic joints rolled over each other.
“If anyone has been waiting, it's been us.” Jane guided the head of her dick to Nikola's cunt where a few worms still played in her outer folds. “Every day we want to fill you and surround you and become one with you entirely.”
“Oh, Jane.” Nikola whined. She shimmied her hips against the head of Jane's cock, she needed it inside her. She needed to be infected by Jane's love. “If you wanted to be one I’d gladly sew our skins together.” She said quickly.
“We need you in a way that's not melded skin.” Jane rasped. She eased herself into Nikola’s yielding cunt. “We need to Rot you. Inside and out. Every part of you. Your stolen skins. Your Circus. We'll find a way to Decompose all of you.”
The threat of being Corrupted by Jane was more of a turn on for Nikola than it should've been. It only made her so hot and bothered because she knew it was true. The Rot's infectious need to spread and multiply, to ruin everything it touched. As Jane's writhing cock entered her, Nikola moaned. “You can try.” She teased, her voice far away and quiet, like the voice of a battery operated toy with corroded batteries. “But I'll fight you, dear.”
“Good.” Jane dropped her dress once she was fully inside Nikola and leaned over her. Her greasy, matted hair fell into Nikola's face. “It's more fun that way.”
Nikola loved seeing the back and forth game of Jane's humanity. To abuse the poor human still within her and to fight with the monster without a conscience that was consuming her, body, mind, and soul. She reached up, locking her arms around Jane's neck and pulling her down into a wonderful kiss. All the while Jane’s cock pounded with a cruel speed inside her.
The dying groans Jane made into Nikola’s mouth made her stolen face crinkle. She kept her arms tightly about Jane's neck, keeping her body down against her own. She loved the feeling of Jane inside her, her dick slick with pestilent love and emerging worms. She welcomed her, her walls throbbing in time with Jane's thrusts and squeezing her perfect cock, milking her and her worms.
The worms eagerly crawled through Nikola's shallow vaginal cavity and into her artificial womb. They nibbled at her cervix, and pushed it open, crawling inside the small opening and into her rubber uterus. The weak, aged silicon that made up Nikola's uterine lining was soft enough for the worms to eat. They borrowed into her, biting loving holes inside her.
The sensation of the worms eating at her weak, aged insides made Nikola gasp for a breath she didn't even need. Their little wiggles and toothy mouths combined with Jane's frantic thrusts quickly drove Nikola to an orgasm. Her body rippled with pleasure, her inner walls squeezing Jane's dick tightly while she let out a cry of vague human resemblance.
The worms moved inside Nikola as her body throbbed with pleasure, moving against the current of her pulsating cunt. It drove Nikola mad. The way she could feel The worms and Jane pounding inside her. She needed to feel more of it, she needed more of Jane inside her. Had Nikola's mind been anymore lost to pleasure, she'd tear off her jacket and rip open her chest cavity without another thought to let Jane ejaculate her worms onto her reanimated heart. But no, Nikola knew where she wanted Jane to come. She wanted her and her lovely babies, her swarming Hive, to come inside her pussy. She wanted them to flow into her womb before crawling out of her pussy.
“Oh, Jane, Jane!” Nikola gave a rattling gasp. “Fill me! I want to feel your lovely Rot!”
Groaning, Jane panted against Nikola's neck, fogging the skin-tone plastic of her body with her breath. The kisses she placed to Nikola's necks sent shock waves through the mannequin's body. “You'll feel us,” She muttered in Jane's ear. “You'll feel us swarm you.”
“Please!” Nikola begged, shivering at the thought. Her legs cracked with the speed she used to wrap them around Jane's waist, properly locking her into place and pushing her deeper into her plastic cunt. “Fill me with your Hive!”
“God-” Jane's voice went high as Nikola forced her hips forward, pushing her small cock as deep inside as it could possibly go. Jane came inside Nikola with a gross, swarming ejaculation, thick with worms and cum. She moaned, her voice shaking as her hips gave small, frantic thrusts to force her load further and further inside Nikola.
The hot, fevered vat of come and Hive coursed with a squirming urgency into Nikola. The eager worms pushed and prodded, forcing her cervix entrance to open wider to accompany them all. She moaned at the feeling as her delicate insides stretched to a near breaking point as the gelatinous mess flooded inside her.
As Jane finished out her orgasm, her hips finally slowing to a stop, she placed hot, frantic kisses to skin on Nikola’s face. “Feel us,” She compelled. “We swarm and dive deep within you. You'll feel our lovely infection.” Her kisses were sloppy and desperate, her weak teeth even scraping against Nikola’s plastic. “Hear us? Hear our song as we mark you and make You ours. Oh, Nikola, oh, Rot with us. Rot with us for forever.”
Nikola removed her iron grip from Jane's neck to instead grab her face. She forcibly turned Jane's lips to her own and kissed her. It was a messy and wrong kiss, but it was perfectly right for two monsters. Clatters of teeth, slinking worms, and juices leaking into each other in a beautiful duet of vulgarity.
As she unclasped her legs from Jane's back, Nikola moaned her song into Jane's mouth. It was met with loving, appreciative groans from Jane in return. Jane pulled her now limp cock from Nikola and almost immediately, a thick drizzle of cum with wriggling worms began to leak from inside her. Jane climbed fully over Nikola now, straddling her chest while kissing her intently.
The feeling of the worms inside her, their musical note movements as they ate at her insides and slowly trekked back out of her inorganic body made Nikola weak. Her body was still beyond sensitive from her recent orgasm, and as the worms fell out of her, some traveled upwards to spread their sickness over her throbbing clit. The feeling was anything and everything, causing white sparks to fire behind Nikola's closed eyes and for her mind to go blank in ecstasy.
Nikola would never love Jane, but she would also never tire of these wonderful performances they put on together.