两位敌对的炼金术士在不朽的世界中展开了一场高风险的竞争，毒药与激情在此交织。
Chapter 4: Not shedding tears till you see your coffin, Part 2 The grand archives of the Violet Mountain sect had countless ancient tomes, each containing various martial and immortal arts from across the countless epochs of the many immortal worlds. Disciples of the sect would have to complete missions and earn contribution points to redeem time in the library, but as the much doted on last disciple of the sect leader, the elder in charge of the archives didn’t dare ask her to pay for entrance, allowing her to come and go as she pleased. It was in this library that she learned of many recipes for rare and exotic pills and elixirs, but she had also found a technique many practitioners of the immortal arts were too afraid to try, the ‘Ten Thousand Poisons Body’. They were as many mystical physiques across the world, many of them possessed by individuals at birth. Some, such as the Pure-Yang physique, would grant the individual immense talent for fire-related arts, others, such as the Undying-Indestructible physique, would grant the individual a resilience far from common even among immortals, rending their skin as hard as the hardest of metals, as well as allow them to be reborn from even a single drop of blood should they die. Not all physiques were innate, however. Someone, such as the Ten Thousand Poisons Body, could be developed by anyone, assuming they had the willpower and resolution to see it through. The cultivation of such an ominous physique required the individual to ingest deadly poisons, allowing their flesh and blood to become a battleground for the poisons to war against each other. With each milestone of success, such as the 10-poison body, 100-poison body, etc, the practitioner would not only grow increasingly immune to poisons, but they would also be able to control the deadly, and endlessly adaptive poison that lurked within them. It could be emitted close range from the body, or injected into qi and then shot out as a ranged attack. Anna understood that others may find it strange that a beautiful and endlessly charming girl like her could cultivate such a cruel technique, but ever since she had decided on walking the path of alchemy, she knew she would have to resort to drastic means to guarantee her fighting potential. Many alchemists were dependent on others for protection, selling pills and accumulating favors to build a network of protection with themselves in the center. Anna was unwilling to leave her fate in the hands of others, however, even the hands of her senior disciples and master. After all, individual strength was the most important thing in the ruthless and cruel immortal world. She was naïve and inexperienced, but she possessed a good head, clear vision, and a strong will. These were the reason she had come so far, so quickly, and they were also the reason she had chosen to cultivate this dreadful physique! Naturally, it was because of this physique she had developed that she dared to engage in this dubious exchange with Emma. While she hadn’t cultivated the technique to completion yet, she had reached the 100-Poisons milestone not long before leaving the Violet Mountain sect, the poison lying dormant in her flesh ever since. In its current, hibernating state, the poison was formless and traceless, needing Anna to stir it to action before it would gain its malicious, venomous properties. It was for this reason that she didn’t need to worry that Emma had discovered her secret during their various interactions. Even during their humiliating mutual orgasm, where their very souls seemed to blend as the line between the duo blurred, the poison remained silent and unseen. Anna stirred from her thoughts, realizing that her supple and sensual body was still tightly glued to the other girl’s matching form. Exchanging plastic smiles, the two pulled their bodies apart, before retrieving chairs from their storage bracelets, on which they then sat, at opposite sides of the table. Each also brought out a few medicinal pills of various types, it was with these that the two would be competing with on the surface, after all. “So, our concoction and refinement skills were…” Anna began to speak, before trailing off, her face contorted by bitterness. “Equal,” Emma finished for her, the beauty looking as though she had swallowed a fly as she said the word. “Equal,” Anna repeated, disgust flooding her mouth as she voiced the word. “But naturally we need to decide a winner.” “Naturally,” Emma interjected as if annoyed at letting Anna take the lead in the conversation. “So, we will compare how good we are at identifying the ingredients. An alchemist needs sharp senses after all.” Her rival’s pink tongue appeared for a split second following her words, as the girl wetted her lips in a movement Anna found infuriatingly attractive. Her emerald-green eyes lingered on Emma’s soft lips a moment longer than she was comfortable with. Having caught the smug flash of satisfaction in her opponent’s eyes, she struggled to prevent her face from flushing red. “Of course, an alchemist needs a sensitive tongue too,” She said in a seductive drawl, flashing the other girl a glimpse of her own tongue as she spoke. Shivers ran down her spine when she caught Emma’s eyes on her tongue, satisfaction welling up inside her when her rival began sporting a small blush of her own. “Let’s start then,” Emma hurriedly spoke, wanting to swiftly move the attention away from her rosy cheeks. Anna allowed it to happen, just as eager as Emma was to avoid the embarrassment, she was equally as eager to finally get one up on the girl. Each passed a small medicinal pill to the other, before exchanging brief glances. For once, Anna couldn’t quite understand the cryptic look in the other girl’s eyes, but she suppressed her confusion, instead, tipping the pill into her mouth. It was about an inch wide, a cool and pleasant green. The second it touched her tongue it dissolved into a sweet and slightly grassy tasting liquid that then rushed down into her stomach. She instantly felt the familiar effects of a common healing pill, spreading throughout her body, her chewed lip and cut palms healing under its effects. Strangely, she also felt a response from her Ten Thousand Poisons Body, the venom lying dormant within her stirring for a moment like a monstrous dragon raising its head from the deep sea. Just as quickly as it began to move, it soon returned to dormancy, having achieved whatever it was it wanted to do. Its sudden energy left Anna confused as to whether she had imagined the phenomenon. Unless used, the poison should only stir when she was faced with a poison attack, but while she hadn’t figured out the ingredients of the pill yet, she naturally had enough knowledge to understand it was not poisonous in the slightest. Putting that aside though, the difficulty of this exchange was in discovering which ingredients the talented alchemist opposite her had used to achieve these effects. Her mind raced as she picked out the ingredients one by one starting from the most common, before working her way to the more unusual ingredients. She could only acknowledge that Emma’s alchemy skills were just as enigmatic and profound as her own as she discovered an array of bizarre and typically useless ingredients were used to refine the pill. ‘The effects aren’t extraordinary by any means, but if the Hanging Temple sect started mass producing these pills on a large scale, the profit that could be made by using these ‘trash’ ingredients instead…’ Anna gasped through clenched teeth. If she had been unwilling to acknowledge her rival’s talent before now, too angry, and jealous at the similarities between them for any sort of respect to form, she had no choice but to acknowledge her now. She sent Emma an appreciative look and noticed she received one in return. Her insights were no less impressive than her rival’s, and she felt gratified to receive respect from the other girl. ‘Pah! Who wants your respect,’ She suddenly thought, struck by the urge to slap herself. ‘You’re my rival and my enemy, I don’t need to cherish your talent, I need to stomp it out!’ “The ingredients you used were-“ She called out, before stopping when Emma called out simultaneously. “Write them down,” She instructed the other girl, frowning as she instructed the same. While exchanging mutual glares with the other blonde as if each were trying to tell the other she was just loathsome as ever, they still obeyed the other’s instruction. She notebook and pen out of her storage bracelet and quickly started writing down the ingredients used. They weren’t particularly fitting tools for an immortal who had surpassed mortal means, but some habits can’t be kicked. In no time at all, both girls had finished and then swapped notebooks to assess the other’s accuracy. ‘Urgh, does your handwriting have to be so girly?’ Anna thought as she rolled her eyes, entirely missing that Emma had just rolled hers too. It was with complex feelings that she placed the notebook down on the table. Emma was perfectly accurate. “You discovered every single ingredient, well done,” She praised casually, her tone light and calm. “You too, well done,” Emma said back, her voice not betraying any frustration at the draw. If not for the enmity between them, and the grudge that seemed to deepen with every interaction they had, she would have been gratified that the girl could match her wavelength. In the end, her annoyance at the girl’s talent outweighed her appreciation of it. The reason Anna was so calm, despite yet another draw between the two was that she had another purpose when suggesting this round of competition. In the end, she couldn't ignore the possibility that every clash and exchange she and Emma had could end in a tie. Three days ago, she hadn’t thought it possible for two different bodies to be so perfectly matched, for two minds to be so synchronous, for every thought identical, and for every sensation to be felt in parallel. She had been proven wrong, leaving her despondent and broken. Just a few hours ago, she thought her talent and potential at alchemy concoction was unparalleled, and unique under heaven. She had been proven wrong as she and Emma produced utterly identical pills, an act that had perhaps never occurred before, even in the endless history of the immortal realms. Determined to break the stalemate and forcefully prove to the girl that she was better than her, she had already made her move. Attached to the pill that she had given Emma was a wisp of her poison-loaded qi. It wasn’t going to kill the girl by any means, just embarrass her a bit and show her that she wasn’t as amazing as she believed herself to be. How could she be Anna’s match when she couldn’t even comprehend how she was poisoned? She watched on in anticipation, waiting for the effects to hit the Hanging Temple disciple. But the silence between the two dragged on, and nothing seemed to be happening to the other girl. ‘Did I hold back too much? Should I have used a stronger dosage?’ Anna mused. She reached into her storage bracelet, searching for another pill. She was going to embarrass Emma, even if it took a few tries to get it right. Her eyes flashed as her perception locked onto a bag of pills. Retrieving the bag, she plucked a light pink pill from it. Looking at Emma, she saw her rival holding a pink pill of her own, a similar bag next to her on the table. Anna silently injected a stronger wisp of qi into the pill, before rising to her feet. She leaned across the table, holding the pill between two fingers, the pellet no bigger than a fingernail. “You ready for round two?” She asked in a teasing tone, gesturing to Emma that she was going to put her pill in the girl’s mouth. Instantly Emma rose to her feet, leaning towards Anna with her pill also pinched between two fingers. “Oh, I’m ready and waiting for you,” she replied coquettishly, opening her mouth, and exposing her soft pink tongue, inviting Anna to place the pill on it. Seeing this, Anna naturally responded in kind, moving her mouth over to her rival’s outstretched fingers and reaching out with her wet tongue to receive the pill. ‘Ha, you want to play this game with me?’ Anna laughed coldly, behind her seductive and tempting appearance, her thoughts were filled with malicious calculations. ‘You’ll be begging for it in a minute…’ Two tongues traced temptingly across the outstretched fingers before each girl brought the pill into her mouth. Their outstretch hands continued past the other’s face, gently holding the back of their rival’s head, and pulling them towards themselves. The two were soon touching foreheads as they leaned across the table, staring into the deep green eyes opposite their own. The duo then gulped in unison as they swallowed the sweet, nectar-like liquid that flowed from the dissolving pill. “I thought this was about deducing medicinal ingredients?” They moaned into the other’s face as red blushes began to spread across their faces, “Yet here you are feeding me aphrodisiac pills?” Anna attempted to send her rival an annoyed glare, when she saw Emma’s simultaneous attempt, she realized that under the lust-inducing effects of the mutually swallowed pills, they seemed more charming and flirtatious than annoyed. ‘I just need to go along with it a little longer…’ She plotted, ‘With the venom I attached to the pill working in combination with the aphrodisiac… She’ll be nothing more than a bitch in heat, willing to do anything I say…’ The poison qi she had slipped into her rival’s body would not only act alongside the aphrodisiac to weaken Emma’s willpower, but it would also impair the blonde’s decision-making and scramble her mind into a submissive, drunken-like state. The humiliation of being forced to a brain-melting orgasm by the other girl was still fresh on her mind, as was the foot-licking punishment she had been forced to perform. What better redemption would there be than turning Emma into a twitching and spasming mess with her pills and poison, the girl being forced to climax helplessly while Anna watched on scornfully… She knew Emma was smart and scheming though. It would be better to lure the girl into a false sense of security, but feeding her the aphrodisiac pill openly, as a form of ‘open and transparent scheme’. That she accepted the other girl’s pill would also serve to lower her guard. All the while, the true danger was hidden out of sight… Her thoughts were interrupted when Anna felt her venomous physique rear its head again. The aphrodisiac was poison, so naturally her Ten Thousand Poisons Body, the source of the poisonous qi she had infected the other girl with, sprung to life to attempt to neutralize the aphrodisiac attacking her. ‘I can’t detoxify the poison though… What if she notices something wrong?’ Anna mused. In the end, Anna decided to completely commit to the scheme. She was a skilled alchemist, so she knew that the consumed dosage wouldn’t have too much of an effect on its own, so she forcibly suppressed her body’s anti-poison properties. Having allowed the aphrodisiac free reign, her thoughts soon began to run wild under its effects. Her breathing grew heavier as her body grew hotter. It felt as though her body were a volcano on the verge of an eruption as heat filled her from head to toe. Her long, smooth legs grew weak and began to twitch as it suddenly felt as though their sensitivity had been dialed up to max. The two blondes were leaning across the small table, propping themselves up with their soft and fair arms, their green eyes chained together in an inescapable stare. Anna felt as though she could grow addicted to seeing the unconcealed lust and helpless desire in Emma’s eyes. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Emma’s narrow waist leading down to her sexy, bulging ass sticking up in the air as she leaned across the table. The ‘minidress’ like robe looked as though it needed just a single tug up to send her ass bouncing out of its constraints. ‘That’s the ass that fucked me silly the other day…’ She admitted to herself, ‘But today I’m going to punish this slut and her big, fat ass…’ Anna felt their noses pressed together, as her thoughts grew increasingly disorientated. She had just planned to poison the other girl and watch her descend into a horny mess. She had intended to over Emma some relief when she denigrated herself enough, losing all pride as she begged and pleaded for her touch. Even then, the relief would have been performed with her feet, trampling the other girl’s sensitive body as a spiteful form of payback. Yet now, without her even being aware of it, Anna was fantasizing about pushing the other girl down and abusing her tantalizing ass from behind. Groping it to her heart's content, spanking it, and watching it ripple and deform, before finally slamming her crotch into the girl’s fat ass and fucking her until her identical rival had succumbed to her. Thinking up to this point, Anna felt her clitoris burning as it felt as though all the blood in her body had rushed to it, causing it to grow painfully erect. She could feel herself pitching a tent in her skin-tight robes, her engorged and throbbing clit rubbing against the table between her and her rival, as though trying to grind its way through the barrier and to the other girl’s soft body. She felt her nose press against Emma’s, pulling her thoughts away from her spear-like clitoris. Her upper lips were getting increasingly close to her near-identical ‘twin’, arousing much jealousy in her lower lips that were leaking down twitching legs. Emma’s hot pants and moans had been seducing her forward, her rival’s tempting, fragrant breath almost possessing a hypnotic effect, as she was unwittingly lured closer. Anna’s own breath had caused a matching response from the other girl, her own exhalations just as sweet and seductive to Emma’s lungs. It was as though the two pairs of lips were being slowly brought together by an unseen magnetic attraction. Despite this attraction and obvious desire both possessed for the other’s lips, neither of the two were willing to tilt their head to better enable the impending and inevitable lip-lock. Competitiveness towards the other was ingrained deep in their bones even as their minds were being submerged in a swamp of lust. Their cute, button-like noses were squashed downwards against each other, before suddenly, as if being granted release, Anna’s nose was upturned by Emma’s nose, while Emma’s nose was upturned by Anna’s. This caused the blonde battlers’ bodies to throb and twitch in unison, as the seductive and sweet exhalations of their rival were now being ‘injected’ directly into their airways as the two breathed back and forth as though trading oxygen. Had Anna had possessed her usual reasoning, she would have found being in such a state with the enemy she so loathed utterly humiliating, no less shameful than the two having to lick each other’s feet. Yet, the loss of reason and control she was suffering was far past the effects of an aphrodisiac, yet, as her Ten Thousand Poison Body attempted to resist, she would continually force down its resistance as though it were disobedience and unrepentant pet not listening to its owner. Her mind was too hazy and clouded with lust to consider why she was in the same condition as the girl she had infected with her poison qi… As the struggling of her loyal and protective venomous physique finally ceased, her wonderous and magically body having finally given up on her, the duo seemed lost within their endless stare, hearts pounding with mutual desire and fascination. Anna’s upper lip had just begun to touch Emma’s, the seductive arches of their mouths perfectly aligning when it faintly occurred to her that something was wrong… A faint remnant of reason, a single drop of willpower amidst a deluge of lust, warning her that something was wrong. But the rest of her mind, consumption by lust, struggled to come up with an explanation. Her typical and often-praised wit and intelligence had been sapped and drained by the beauty she was desperate to have her way with. At that moment, she heard a dazed, surprised gasp from Emma, “Ah… I forgot to think about the pill properly…” She said in a hushed, low tone. Her voice oozed with an unconscious seduction. While at any other time, Anna would have been confused by what ‘think about the pill properly’ was supposed to mean, her current feverish state meant that she instantly understood what her rival meant. “Oh!” She moaned, “I forgot too,” She spoke into the other girl’s mouth, her nose still kissing Emma’s. “Then, we’ll have another one,” The duo moaned in synchrony, reaching into the pill bags placed on the table and bringing a pill to the other’s lips. She pushed the pill between Emma’s puckered, wet lips, feeling the other blonde do the same to her. Anna swallowed it whole, entirely forgetting about tasting it for ingredients. She then stuck out her tongue, it hanging down like a dog’s as if to prove to her mirror image that she had swallowed the second pill. Emma did the same, causing the two tongues to press together as though they were attempting to measure to see whose was longer. The two tongues continued to extend; the entireties of the wet, pink muscles pressed together. Perhaps the bone-deep competitiveness each possessed flared up at this moment, or perhaps the two were simply desperate to deepen their contact, as each reached her hands around the other’s head, pulling the other towards them. Twin moans erupted from the girl’s almost touching lips. The duo used their hands to bring their heads closer, and their tongues further into contact, which meant losing their bodies losing support as they leaned across the table towards the other. Both Anna and Emma being short in stature meant their feet, drenched in their love juices, were lifted off the floor as the two became balanced together solely by their kissing noses and wet tongues. Anna felt her erect, throbbing clitoris crush against the table as she tipped forward. She saw stars as a ferocious squirt of ecstasy shot from between her tensed legs and tightened ass cheeks onto the floor. Toes curled and twitched as simultaneous orgasms tore through the pair. As their rock-hard clits were crushed by their unwitting actions, Anna’s felt her tongue succumb to its twin, and Emma’s felt her twin tongue succumb to Anna’s as the identical arches and curls of their long, wet muscles pressed together. Each girl’s lust-clouded mind was bombarded by the sweet taste of the other’s tongue, as tastebuds perfectly aligned in a kiss of their own. The two tongues, perhaps satisfied at having proven their identicality, coiled around each other as if to imitate a double-helix, before their lips made contact, gently at first, as though each was afraid of scaring the other off, before rapidly descending into a feverish, impromptu kissing-match, each disciple trying to pin the other’s lips between their own. Again and again, however, Anna’s lips would collide with Emma’s as though she were kissing her reflection in a mirror. The pair were puppets on the same string, neither managing to get the edge over their rival no matter how many attempts were made. Eventually, as if by tacit agreement between their plump, wet lips, both pairs collided and were forced apart by the other set. Each lip softened in a seductive invitation to its competitor, spreading to allow access to the sweet saliva contained in the wet mouth behind. Anna sucked and slurped as though her saliva of her enemy were the sweet of nectars, while feeling the suction of Emma’s own ravenous thirst for her own saliva. The lower bodies of the dueling girls continued to twitch and spasm as they squirted in synchrony onto the floor of the now steaming mountain cave. The boiling bodies practically evaporating their sweat and cum into a gas that only caused their lust to spiral further out of control. As saliva poured out of their sealed lips, and the heat from between their legs continued to leak, the table grew wet and slippery. The two girls, still conjoined at the mouth, slid off to one side together, causing the table to flip over and the pills to scattered around the cave. As if to rebel against the relative harmony that the two had been kissing in, the girls exploded in a flustered of flailing limbs and twisting torsos as they fell to the floor. Their lips still locked, the blondes thrashed and bucked as their hands desperately ripped at each other’s formfitting robe. The desire to push her rival down was the only thing in Anna’s mind. A desperate longing to see her enemy’s soft and supple body under her own, forcing her to climax again and again as Emma wailed in embarrassment and humiliation. No thought was spared to ponder why she suddenly felt this way, why she was so vulnerable to the effects of the aphrodisiac, why she would be so willing to devour the other girl’s lips, drink so deeply her saliva, and be so desperate to fill her lungs with her enemies breath. A violet and green blur, the pair rolled, again and again, each trying to mount the other to rip off her robe. Their painfully erect clitoris were attempting to flatten each other as the girl’s drenched, body-hugging, robe-covered crotches became the glue that held them together. Whenever their lips would pop apart, revealing a thick bridge of saliva connecting them, the duo stopped their scrambling for a moment to grab the other by the back of the head and yank their rival’s lips back to their own. Had they two been mortals, they would have snapped their necks, or at least knocked out teeth, by recommencing the kiss so frantically, thankfully though, their bodies were more durable than steel and more flexible than elastic. “Your robe…Take it off…” Anna moaned into Emma’s mouth, feeling Emma do the same. Anna instantly willed her robe to loosen, the enchanted garments heeding her mental command. The pair of twin-bodied immortals cooperated to sit up, each with her long, cum-soaked legs wrapped around the other’s thin waist, left leg over right, with their feet crisscrossed as their heels squeezed their rival’s bulging ass cheeks. They separated their soft lips, pulling their faces apart and watching in fascination as a thick trail of saliva connected them. Spreading soft and sticky thighs, Anna felt her pussy lips throb and pulse with heat, her overflowing pussy leaking sweet nectar into the small gap between her and Emma. Anna pulled and tugged at the green robe concealing the body of her most desired enemy, she could almost ‘feel’ Emma’s pussy boiling and overflowing with tempting heat. It felt as though the slight gap between their two lower bodies had become a battlefront of its own, as each blonde’s desperate lower lips spitting moist pheromones of seduction at the opposite pair of lips, as though begging the rival pussy to cross the last distance between them. As of sets of mouths panting and moans, breaths loaded with lustful thoughts colliding and mixing in the space between, the two finally managed to pull the soaked robe off the other, each throwing it disdainfully to the side before gasping in dumbstruck awe at the sight opposite them. Anna had seen Emma mostly naked before, on the day of their body comparison where she was wearing only skimpy gym shorts and a sports bra. But seeing the other blonde’s body with no layers to veil its lithe enticement took her breath away. Love hearts could almost be said to have appeared in Anna’s green eyes, the temptation and desire burning so strongly within the once pristine and noble jewels. The girl’s bare shoulders, small and soft, lead down to her perky breasts, atop of which stood burning, elongated nipples that seemed to be trying to reach across to her own pair of equally erect buds. Under the tantalizing breasts, that Anna was longing to bring into her mouth were her rivals’ supple waist and wide, child-bearing hips. Her body possessed a naturally seductive ebb and flow that directed any eyes downwards to her most intimate folds. Anna felt a desperate moan escape her lips as her lusty gaze finally reached her mirror’s fluffy, engorged pussy. Emma’s rod-like clitoris was the first thing she noticed. The sensitive bud that would have once been hidden by its protective folds was standing tall as boiling blood surged through it. It seemed to be throbbing in tandem with her own, as though responding to the girl’s desires. Above Emma’s erect spear was her hairless vulva, glistening with sweat and the sweet, sticky flow produced by the battling twins. While below the intimidating clitoris was her rival’s labia, the lower lips spreading themselves seductively as hot nectar spilled out from within. As immortals, both Anna and Emma could survive off the qi in the air, forgoing the need for food and water, even on the qi-sparse Earth. This meant that their leaking pussies would continue to overflow with no limit to the desperate heat that drenched their thighs and the ground under them. “Naughty girl…” Anna teased, her moaned words brimming with lust and desire. “You’re leaking all over the floor…” “You’re the one leaking…” Emma panted back, instinctively argumentative even after logic had been long buried under lust. “I’ll need to… plug you up…” “I’ll plug you up…” Anna groaned in response. Her competitiveness still burning within, even as if was distorted and warped under the combination of the two aphrodisiac pills… and whatever unnoticed threat was impairing her logic. Anna then reached out, intertwining her fingers with Emma’s as she tried to push the girl backward onto the floor. She wanted to spread Emma’s long pair of matching legs and smash her cunt into the other girl’s, punishing her for all the humiliation by bullying and abusing her rival’s cunt with her own. Emma had the same thoughts, however, as the other blonde rocked with simultaneous momentum towards Anna. This caused the duo to remain in place, sitting upright with legs crossed around the other. Their faces warped in desperate confusion; each girl lost as to why they couldn’t press the other to the ground. When each belatedly realized that the reason she couldn’t push down her seductive rival was that their mirror was trying to push them down too, their faces contorted into an erotic grimace. “I’m fucking you… stop fighting me…you hot bitch!” Anna spat in a half-moan, half-growl. “I’m… the one fucking you… you sexy slut!” Emma hissed back, her sweet breath meeting Anna’s as their words collided between them. “You’re the sexy slut!” “You’re the hot bitch!” They moaned at each other, the pair growing snappy even as lust and desire continued to spiral out of control. Even as their arms shook with strain, neither could push the other down. It was as though their first clash were repeating itself, only this time, their fight had reached a sultrier, sexier, and more depraved depth. Their powerful legs, wrapped around the other’s waist and ass, constricted into a vicious mutual crush, as though two boa constrictors coiled together. Tender and wet ass cheeks were warped and deformed under the brutal suppression of the other. Each girl’s burning ass meat was like a full sponge, with every flex of legs and ruthless squeeze causing sweet nectar to pour and squirt from their burning slits. Every splash of Emma’s love juices hitting her cunt caused Anna to grow even more frenzied with lust. The desperate heat had been building and building within her, begging for release, and it wouldn’t spare her until she had pushed the other girl down and used her seductive and slutty body to climax until she was satisfied. Emma was no different, however, every splash of Anna’s heat that hit her caused her to descend further and further into a lust-fuelled delirium. All she wanted was to force Anna to the ground and fuck every inch of her rival’s body, every bit of skin, every crack and crevice, every hole imaginable. Anna thrashed and moaned in unwilling pleasure as their clits were crushed together again and again under their mutual vice-grip. She should have loved it, but that Emma’s wet slit was so painfully close was driving her berserk. All she wanted to do was press her wet pussy against the other immortal’s, yet their clits would collide in each attempt, each girl’s stalwart defense seemingly trying to protect their most precious gems. It felt as though her hot clit were a burning spear trying to break through the other girl’s last line of protection, but her attacks kept meeting her rival’s, two points of identical spears colliding perpetually with superhuman precision. Twin growls burst from their lungs in unison, each girl experiencing as much frustration as pleasure as their searing weapons skewered each other in a painful collision. It was like two nails were lined up perfectly, then hammered into the other simultaneously, each bending and deforming the other into useless scrap. Both clits were forced to yield, succumbing in tandem as they were pushed back into their protective folds. Twin orgasms tore through the unwilling bodies, each twitching and thrashing as though being electrocuted as an assault of pleasure decimated their minds. The identical duo scratched and clawed at the other wildly as their eyes rolled back into their heads. The pair tipped sideways, beginning to scramble for the higher position even as their bodies continued to jolt and twitch as the twin orgasms rampaged through them. Rolling repeatedly as their sweaty, intertwining bodies coiled together like snakes. Raw tits pressed together, causing red, sensitive nipples to wage a war of their own as though eager to avenge the defeated clitorises. Anna would manage to mount Emma and would slam her hips down on the other girl, attempting to smother her rival’s puffy pussy lips with her own, yet, Emma would buck and resist as she tried to counterattack from below. Their broken and battered clits would collide as though guided by an excruciating magnetic attraction, blocking both from their most desired contact. Then Emma would manage to gain the top position, pinning Anna helplessly beneath her, before attempting her own cunt thrust. But like the vengeful souls of two fallen soldiers, intertwining and feuding even in death, the deflated and battered buds continued to block the rival’s attempt at making cunt contact as the two clashed again and again with unbreaking symmetry. The constant moans poured from the girl’s gaping mouths, as their wet pussies continued to overflow like waterfalls, a constant stream of desire spilling from their most secretive source. This overflow would trickle down from the burning lips of the elevated fighter onto the throbbing cunt of the mounted below in an agonizing process that would cause the temporarily dominated blonde to wail in unwilling bliss, as their desperate slit was coated in sweet nectar. The dominator and dominated would then switch places, as the blondes would experience heart-racing role reversal. “Argh! Just… let me fuck you already…!” The duo moaned pleadingly to each other as they rolled onto their sides in a temporary truce. Anna’s pussy had been drenched in Emma’s love juices, and Emma’s cunt had been soaked in Anna’s. Despite no contact being made between the painfully opposed lower lips, they had already been bathed in each other’s sweet scent, their bodies accepting the other’s overflow with a yearning hard to find in even the most intimate of lovers. Laying in each other’s arms, their long legs pressed together as though against a mirror, Anna suddenly felt like Emma’s words weren’t that unreasonable. She suddenly found herself strangely willing to roll onto her back and spread her legs for her beautiful rival. ‘Yeah… It would make sense to let her play with me for a bit… Lure her into a false sense of security or something,’ Anna thought, quickly trying to explain her irrational desire with haphazard logic. Maybe it was the burning heat in her pussy that kept building and building with no release that was affecting her thought process, or maybe it was something else, the warning of which she had since suppressed and forced down… While Anna wasn’t aware of it, Emma possessed a Ten Thousand Poison Body too, and had reached the same stage of completion as her, meaning the adaptive poison lurking within her seductive frame was just as potent as Anna’s own. Had the duo’s reasoning not been impaired by pride and arrogance, as well as the desire to scheme against the other, their innate poison resistance would have alerted them to the other’s scheme. Sadly, both girls had suppressed their detoxification abilities, each believing they had the situation under control, and each thinking that she was the predator and her rival the prey. Neither managed to maintain and clear and rational mind long enough under the dual assault of aphrodisiac and their enemy’s poison qi to realize that each was both predator and prey. That Anna and Emma both had walked into traps they couldn’t escape from in an attempt to lower the other’s guard. Even as the twin fighters, caught in the other’s snare, continued to sink to further and further depths, neither thought anything was wrong. Their usual cleverness and willpower were suppressed under layers of heat, leaving only a hollow shell of intelligence as well as a bundle of prideful, arrogant ego. Both blondes still believed they had the situation under control, that they had the other dancing in the palm of their hand. ‘Yeah, she can swing her hips like the lustful monkey she is, then when she’s all tired out, I can take control…’ Anna's desirous mind ‘schemed’. Thinking as such, she pulled herself away from the other blonde, her body almost sticking to Emma’s as their fused sweat acted like glue. Rolling onto her back, Anna wrapped her arms around her long, cum-soaked legs, lifting them in a submissive spread as she exposed her dripping slit to her rival. “You want to fuck me?” She moaned, her face flushed red, “Come and get me then.” She was surprised, however, when instead of a vicious assault from the other girl, she realized her rival’s curvy ass was pushing against her own as their bouncy ass meat was squished together. She also felt her feet once again press against the other’s girl, and just the same as how they first compared them, the four feet were touched in perfect alignment, from their toes to their heels. Belatedly, Anna’s lust-clouded mind realized that the other girl had spoken similar words, taunting and goading Anna to fuck her while lifting her long legs to expose her leaking cunt in a submission simultaneous to Anna’s own. Their desperate eyes flared with anger. Rage and annoyance overpowered the lust-inducing poison in a demonstration of how each girl’s hatred for the other had seeped into their very bone marrow and couldn’t be concealed even when drugged with two aphrodisiacs and spiked into an almost-hypnotic, debilitative state by a silent infiltration of poison qi. Glares filled with loathing collided, as sparks flew between their green eyes. Each managed to maintain this display of hatred for a moment before they were seduced in unison by the sight of the other presenting herself. Anna could see steam was practically rising from Emma’s tight slit as her love juices evaporated under the burning lust plaguing heat, delicious-looking nectar running down their touching asses every time her rival’s body twitched and throbbed. All thoughts of pressing herself to Emma flew out of Anna’s mind as she scrambled to her knees ready to smash her cunt into Emma’s vulnerable pussy, only to collide head to head with the other girl as she hurled herself at Anna. Nipples stabbed into one another as tits pancaked together. Mournful howl escaped their lips as they cried out, each almost pushed to the point of insanity that the tantalizing meal presented to them had disappeared a second before it entered her mouth. The two fell to the floor in a thrashing knot, each mindlessly trying to seize the initiative to lock her lower lips around their rival’s opposing pair. Their soft tits were forced together by the identical immortals’ crushing grip, deforming as they were flattened against the other pair. Nipples were like red-hot iron swords, stabbing together again and again as they tried to force their way into ‘enemy territory’: the opposing blonde’s tender and tempting mammary glands. Clits were forced back into battle, erect again in a display of an immortal’s astounding recovery abilities, as well as the aphrodisiac pill’s potent effects. The dreadfully sensitive rods continued to helplessly collide in a repeat of their earlier clash, each girl’s anger and warped resolve being obliterated under their mutually destructive assaults. As clits were about to break and be broken for a second time, and dueling nipples were showing signs of a similar fate, the two girls happened to roll next to a pair of aphrodisiac pills. They had been flung around the immortal cave when the table was thrown aside and entirely forgotten about in the haze that followed. As though their brains had been wired together, the desperate competitors grabbed a pill each, before forcing them into the other girl’s mouth simultaneously. Perhaps hoping that the third bomb of lustful heat exploding inside their rival would render them unable to muster any more resistance. Their actions were futile and even counterproductive, however, as both seemed to grow even more frenzied under the third pills’ effects, their nipples and clits growing harder and larger. Anna felt as though she were being impaled by Emma’s rock-hard nipples, her breasts being penetrated and fucked by her worst enemy’s sword-like erections. Her tits weren’t the only thing being fucked. Her clit felt as though it were being melted down under the assault of Emma’s magma hot rod, the thousands of nerving endings within all screaming out in pleasure. Anna couldn’t even recognize that Emma had been reduced to the same state as her, her rival just as tormented by Anna’s touch, as Anna was by Emma’s. Though even if she possessed the soundness of mind to recognize it, it was unknown if she would be happy about it. The hatred and loathing of their similarity, their identicality, was the root of all her enmity towards the other girl. If she had managed to prove herself superior, or even if Emma had proven herself superior, none of this would have happened, nor would it have escalated to such a stage. So while in the convention sense, Emma being less affected by their predicament would have reflected poorly on Anna, it was exactly this sort of difference that she now subconsciously craved. Longing for a difference to prove that the two are distinct, that there is meaning in her existence. After all, in their current state of synchrony and symmetrically, if Emma exists, what purpose is there in Anna’s existence? If Anna exists, what purpose is there in Emma’s existence? That’s why, even as nipples were forced back into their burning tits and blazing hot clits seemed to melt and fuse into one long, throbbing mass. Even as noses were upturned and squashed together, tongues coiled and lips locked, neither girl was content to just succumb to pleasure in synchrony. Each fighting and scheming for a difference to appear. A difference that could break the endless stalemate and lead to their victory, or at least, the end of the battle. An end would be a mercy for both, at this point. So, they continually rolled, their perfectly identical bodies grinding and pressing together to the point where neither could distinguish where she ended, and her mirror image began. Whenever they rolled into the pills scattered on the floor, they would force the other into consuming them. Their crotches pounding hard enough it seemed as though their wombs would rip outwards through their stomachs. Their struggle against the constantly rising heat seemed to go on and on, and the floor gradually became devoid of aphrodisiac pills as it grew increasingly wet with a mix of the two girls’ desires. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, the two found themselves sitting upright, legs crossed around each other’s waist. Neither could construct a coherent thought anymore or give voice to words any sane man would understand. Thankfully, both had been driven equally insane under the effects of their perfectly refined pills, so the shattered and broken beauties sobbed in synchrony, “…Fuck each other… Let’s give in… Be equal…” Their tongues remained flattened together as they spoke, causing their words to come out lispy and slurred. The saliva coating had practically glued the twin muscles into one. Both could understand each other though. They had always been able to read the other like an open book, and that didn’t change even now. Both girls gave up their resistance, gave up their desperate desire to create a difference between themselves. Instead, each submitted to the unyielding synchrony between them, embracing it so they could finally crush their lower lips together and began to release the boiling heat trapped inside them. Anna and Emma reached down, each spreading her drenched pussy lips revealing moist pink flesh before moving forward to meet their rival. Guttural moans echoed out their mouths and down their clone’s throat, as the simmering slits finally made contact, clits disappearing under the conjoining of sticky labia as their most intimate folds stuck together as though pressing against a mirror. Every inch of their bodies were identical. Dainty feet, plump asses, perky tits, soft tongues, and cute, button-like noses. If it could be pointed out on one blonde’s body, it was certain to appear to the other’s with a 100% likeness. Tears streamed down Anna’s face, her eyes rolling back as if she were having a seizure as she discovered the same was true for their tender pussies. Each bump of her hot cunt, each curve, and every layer of flesh pressed against its matching counterpart, sending the duo into a catatonic bliss as their pussy lips tightened and contracted in euphoria, locking the overflowing and gapping lower mouths together in a burning cage of lust. Beneath their tighten lips, four holes had collided and were slowly ‘consuming’ each other. Anna howled in ecstasy as she experienced an incomprehensive pleasure from her never-before-stimulated urethra. Like her and Emma’s upper lips, their tiny and tender slits had stuck together in a kiss of their own. Mortals with lesser, weaker senses wouldn’t be able to distinguish the various pleasures of a trib as hard and intimate as this, but Anna and Emma could. Each felt her body twitch and throb as their urethras, previous only used to expel pee and (having met the other,) squirt were forced instead to accept the other’s forceful ‘ejaculations’. Hot, viscous shots of girlcum were colliding in the now conjoined passageway between bladders, rushing into an agonizing stalemate before each stream would yield to the other, both being allowed passage into their competitor’s body. Anna moaned and sobbed as she felt her insides being pumped with Emma’s fluids, her stomach beginning to bulge slightly. Her hazy and lust-crazed mind cursed for the umpteenth time their terrifying identicality, insanity-inducing compatibility, and transcendent senses that allowed such collisions to be felt in excruciating, ecstatic detail. It was a mirror of the collision of saliva occurring in their sealed mouths, their fragrant drool colliding and mixing in melting pots that were their mouths before the delicious spit would be relentlessly forced down the other’s throat. Just the mutual pumping between their mouths and urethras was enough to push the duo to point of complete collapse, their toes clenching as their coiled legs squeeze tighter and tighter around their rival’s burning ass meat. Their third openings commencing their clash, however, truly marked the end of the ‘fight’. Anna screamed as the entrance to her desperate womb kissed the entrance to Emma’s. It felt as though the core of her very being had been forcefully intertwined with her rival’s, her most precious female organ beating and throbbing in unison with the other girl’s as the overwhelming pleasure of each seemed to bleed and blend into the sensations of the other. Emma twitched and shook as Anna’s ravenous pussy seemed to be consuming her own, devouring and absorbing every inch of precious cunt flesh. Anna spasmed and twitched as Emma’s voracious cunt seemed to be consuming her own, consuming and swallowing every inch of cherished pussy meat. Emma moaned in euphoria as she felt Anna’s cunt succumb to her own, the blonde’s tender flesh helpless before her overwhelming suction. Anna groaned in bliss as she felt Emma’s pussy surrender to her own, the blonde’s delicate meat defenseless before her overpowering tightness. Both felt as though they were dominating their foe while simultaneously being dominated back, each feeling a sick sense of ecstasy at violating the other as they experienced the forced bliss of being violated, each receiving the satisfaction of gaining complete control and the release of losing it. Their pleasure continued to tangle and knot, as sensations and thoughts continued to be scrambled together in a process neither was aware if she could recover from. A single aphrodisiac pill could ruin lesser minds, leaving them broken under the pleasure, yet both of the constantly climaxing disciples had consumed nine brutally potent pills and three of the highest quality pills imaginable. Their strong cultivations and bodies could endure the ceaseless assaults of pleasure without breaking down, but whether their minds could do the same was yet to be seen… Minutes turned into hours, then into days, then into weeks as the pair continued to crush their bodies together, their searing hot forms practically melted together at the crotch with neither separating their lip-locked cunts for even a single moment. Each had utterly coated the other in her scent and fluids, and been drenched in turn as the duo fucked and were fucked without end. While their cunts remained conjoined throughout their mutual assaults, the rest of their bodies tangled in endless variations. The two cooperated to pull their fused nipples apart, an act requiring considerable effort as though their nerve-endings were attempting to fuse before their urethrae were separated, causing the two to gush over the other like a hosepipe, showering their rival in their steaming and sweet blended juices. The two would fuck each other from behind, interlocking their fingers as their heavy asses collided, again and again, each dragged back to the other ass after every rebound by the elastic band-like connection their pussies possessed. Every inch of symmetrical ass meat would burn with pleasure at each wet slap, assholes would pucker and kiss as though replicating the passionate pussies below. When the floor under them was soaked and sticky under their endless orgasms, the two slipped down to the floor, lying on their fronts as their lower bodies remained connected in a deep scissor. As their connected cunts continued to devour each other, each would lick their mirror’s juices off the ground in front of them, the delicious nectar passing through their throats causing climax on consumption. After an unknown amount of time had passed in the cave without sun or moon, the two rolled over onto their backs, asses and cunts remained glued together as tender urethras were brought back into contact. They would then use their cum covered, fairy-like feet to seductively rub the other's tender breasts, pinching nipples between toes before tugging on them brutally, eliciting howls of ecstasy as all pain was molded into bubbling pleasure. Tugging and teasing would then become trampling, Anna and Emma both abusing the other’s perky tits, warping and deforming the sensitive tit-flesh under simultaneous assaults. While it seemed painful, their bulging navels belied the orgasmic pleasure as each would cum into the other’s body, giving them an enema with their own fluids. After their tits had been trampled to the point of the four identical lumps beginning to leak breast milk, the two hurriedly sat up and forced their leaking nipples together. Breasts feeding mothers would feed their children, but Anna and Emma weren’t mothers, and they wanted nothing more than to fill the other with her milk. Neither possessed ample enough breasts to put them into the other’s mouth however, so as if to replicate the connections between their many other holes and the wars between their many other fluids and juices, the pair pressed their nipples together, each forcing her warm milk into the other’s milk ducts. The two rotated endlessly between these positions and acts of perversion, as well as many more. Anna licked Emma’s sweat and cum coated body, while Emma licked her. Emma sucked on Anna’s toes, dragging her tongue across smooth feet while Anna did the same to hers. Anna pumped Emma with her endless discharge, while Emma pumped her with her own. Emma inflated Anna’s soft tits two sizes bigger by filling her with breast milk, as she was given a boob job in return by Anna’s equally invasive milk. The mind-destroying, soul-shattering effects of the many aphrodisiac pills would last through countless climaxes and continued to work in tandem with the reason-reducing, submission-inducing poison qi. The unnoticed venoms being endlessly reinforced, subconscious actions by the perfectly identical fighters as they constantly exchanged poison-loaded body fluids. Their bodies’ anti-poison properties had smothered into inaction so many times, that their physiques had long since ceased in their attempts to prevent the effects of the toxins. All either seemed able to say was the other’s name, as they moaned and scream out to their rival, exploding in simultaneous bliss again and again…
