Sumi Meets his Match
Story by SumiSaloon on SoFurry
this is actually diabolical, my furry friend told me to write about my fursona Sumi and his genderbent counterpart. This was also written at like, 2 am, this is not good, I know. I just wanted to get the idea out of my system before I fell asleep.
Both characters are literally the same and share the same consciousness upon being near, it’s basically masturbation with extra steps. Both of them are anthro adults and fully consenting because they are literally the same person just one is an alternate reality version of them.
He is a switch, he likes to make everyone think he is a top, but he secretly likes to be dominated too.
And yeah, eventually in the Sumi Hoshino universe he owns a strip club, because why not? I have other ones I will make soon for every single kink I like on his f-list, which is also diabolical as fuck. I dont use it to roleplay, I just wanted a space to make my kinks and interests listed that both I and my yellow fucker share, ya know, to keep track.
Sumi finished up the last drops of whiskey from the bottle, sitting on the edge of his bed. Looking out the window and at the city skyline from his apartment. He wagged his tail slowly. He got up to go get some more liquor, but the reflection of himself in the full body mirror stopped him in his tracks. He got closer to observe his features, and drunkenly pressed his hand against it for balance. When his fingertip met the cold reflection, he began to be gently pulled into the mirror. It felt soft and inviting, and being in the state he is, decided to push himself into the mirror more. On the other side he entered a room that appeared to be like a back room of a dance club, the violet lights lit the room, making it appear dream-like and mythical. Hip hop music beats are muffled from the outside.
“Where the actual FUCK am I.” Sumi said to himself.
He cannot comprehend where he is now, or how to get back, even a sober person would be dumbfounded by this situation.
A sly voice behind him whispers, “Hey there, hun.”
“What the…” Sumi says, turning around to face where the sound came from.
What meets his tired eyes is…wait…what? A busty girl…but not just a girl, an exact copy of Sumi himself, but a woman.
“A clone?!” Sumi says, somewhat frightened, he drunkenly steps back.
“No. I am you.” The feminine Sumi smirks.
“But…how…look, you are beautiful, but I don’t know where I even am right now, to be honest. This isn’t real. I am dreaming…”
“It is as real as this.” She says, approaching him, tail swaying.
She pets his furry cheek. He shakes his head in denial.
“Why,” he starts, “why do I feel myself in your thoughts? How?”
“We are one the same, just the opposite sex. This is my club. Club Hoshino. I can’t believe this even worked.”
“I own Club Hoshino, but I guess you do too, you’re me…huh.”
“Of course. Please sit down here,” She said, pointing to the leather wall bench that fit one side of the room.
He stumbles over and plops down, holding his head, trying to process everything.
“So.” she says, wagging her tail, bringing it to the front of her body and caresses it. “I can sense that you are horny, again, that is so like you, or I guess, us.”
“How...yeah…I guess you can say that, I’m sorry, you are just…really…big.”
“I am.” She says, proudly showing off her huge and perky rack.
“I need to get out of here, this isn’t real…”
“Is it?” She purrs, sitting down next to him, putting her arm around him.
He leans his head into the side of her chest. “Wow.”
“Why leave now, we are only getting started…” She replied, slowly rubbing her free hand up and down his muscular thigh.
“Might as well stay a while…”
“I can see into your mind, and you wanna fuck yourself, dirty little fucker, huh?”
“Yeah…”
“Come here.” She stands up, pulling his arm with her.
She shows him to a comfy circular bed in the corner of the room, which was not there at the beginning. He plops down onto the purple mattress.
Sumi spreads himself out submissivly on his back. “I am ready. I have always kinda wanted to fuck myself…this will be good. I know just how to please me.”
The female Sumi gets on her knees and crawls above him, her big chest inches away from his face. Sumi’s big neon blue cock stands up, pressing against her belly.
She started to lick around his neck. “We get horny so fast, others can barely keep up with us. But you can keep up with me.”
Sharing the same consciousness, they knew exactly what they wanted.
She positions her blue vulva on top of his hard dick, rubbing against it. He moans with anticipation, and finally, she lets it slip inside her. She rode him slowly, locking eyes.
“Ah yeah, fuck me…” He groaned, feeling up on her breasts. She bounced up and down on his cock for some while, time seems to be warped in this reality. They switched positions into missionary. He grunts as he lets himself inside his gender swapped clone. Both of them smile with pleasure. Not many words have to be said, as they communicate perfectly between the same wavelengths.
Sumi is gonna have one hell of a story once he gets home again.
He speeds up, getting closer to finishing, and so does she. He grabs her wide hips and pushes them into him as he fills her with a hot load of cum. He could barely last long, fucking himself like this, with a beautiful wolf girl with a pair of huge tits at his disposal. She came too, her muscles squeezing harder around his twitching cock. They sigh and stare at each other. He pulls out, cum flowing from her shiny and wet blue pussy. He collapses onto her, head nuzzled between her neck and shoulder. He cuddles her as he recovers, but is distracted by a certain song playing outside their room.
“Can we go out there?” He asks.
“Hell yeah, let me show you my dance floor.”
They get up and exit the private room, being met by a large dance floor, shining lights everywhere, nearly blinding him at first. He drags her in the middle for a dance, between the crowd. He attempts to tango with her to the beat.
The night of his life just happened. He hopes this memory will stay when he wakes in the morning. Before they had to part ways, she promised him they’ll meet again.
He wakes up, quickly sitting up once he realizes he was back in his bed. He doesn’t remember how he got back well. He slowly turns to look at the mirror and himself in the reflection, and he thinks about the world he found, breaking the laws of physics and belief. How will his female counterpart find him again?
At work running his club, he waits for her, hoping she will come into his world this time.