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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Tuesday, February 28, 2012

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story_codes: MMM+/g(6), F/g, g/g, first, non-cons

story_intro: Dr. Winston invites several of his colleagues to observe and assist with his experiment concerning twins. He is testing to see if the theoretical psychic link between twins really exists and if it can be enhanced. The test subjects are a pair of six year-old girls. While naughty Lola is subjected to all sorts of adult sex, gentle Heather experiences it through the link. And then Lola is turned loose on her timid twin sister...

story_language: English




Twins Experiment - Non-Consensual Version

Written by madvlad


comments_readers: When beginning this story, I wasn't sure if I wanted to take an NC approach or something more easier on the kids. So I figured I'd try the story both ways.

	Dr. Winston was pleased with the turnout at his estate. All of the other assembled scientists were on the cutting edge of their respective fields and all eschewed the typical academic career paths in favor of hard, profitable results. All were wealthy, whether of their own devices or through inheritance, which meant to grants and no answering to anyone about how they conducted their research in their private facilities.

	The group was a virtual United Nations. There was Dunhill from Great Britain, Galois from France, Davidoff from Switzerland, Sobranie from Russia, Vatra from the Ukraine, Raquel from Cypress, and Djarum from Indonesia. 

	One other thing they had in common is that they were all shameless pedophiles. Some involved young girls in their research while others kept some little playthings on hand for recreation after a hard day in the lab. Everyone was familiar with the girls the others kept, with the exception of Winston. While he knew about the others, he had kept the identity of his companion a secret, explaining that the others would learn (and share) in all good time. Finally, he announced his intention to introduce his girl while letting the others observe the first active portion of his experiment.

	They were all seated in comfortable chairs in Winston's home theater as he began. Winston's specialty was in neurology. Stepping to the podium, he slightly dimmed the lights and began.

	"Thank you all for coming. As a side project in addition to my more profitable main ventures, I have been studying the supposed psychic relationship between twins. We've all heard the stories about one twin feeling the other's pain or distress from thousands of miles away and other such tales. My belief is that studying twins may help us unlock the key to humankind's potential psychic abilities."

	"Pardon me, Winston," Davidoff interrupted. "But are you trying to tell us that the girl you've been hiding is actually twins?"

	The group erupted in laughter, including Winston. 

	"Exactly, my friend," Winston replied, immediately receiving a around of applause. "I acquired them when they were born, having provided medical care and a generous fee to a young woman who was torn between having an abortion and giving them up for adoption. I made her decision quite easy.

	Although the girls have been raised in a nurturing environment, the lack of any traditional parental figure has made them bond more closely and become more sensitive to what the other is feeling. This makes them excellent test subjects. I shall introduce them to you by video for now - this was just taken yesterday."

	The screen lit up, showing the large swimming pool at Winston's estate. Two little girls were splashing in the water. Each had light blonde hair and brown eyes and they were wearing identical, rainbow-hued, one-piece swimsuits.

	Off-camera, Winston could be heard calling to the girls. They scampered out of the pool and came up to the camera. The swimsuits were fitted perfectly, displaying the girls' plump, round cunny bulges for the audience to salivate over.

	"What's your name?" Winston could be heard asking one of the girls.

	"Lola!" she cried exuberantly, jumping up and down.

	"And tell everyone how old you are."

	"I'm six! We had a birthday party yesterday!"

	Now the camera shifted to the other girl, who stared at the ground and was twisting one foot.

	"And what's your name?"

	"Heather," she replied in a small voice.

	"How old are you, Heather?"

	Shyly, she held up five fingers on one hand and one on the other.

	"That's all for now, girls. Thank you."

	Lola took Heather's hand and led her back to the pool. From behind, the twins' tight little bottoms bobbed beneath the thin fabric, practically inviting molestation. The video stopped and Winston could see glazed looks of lust on his visitors' faces. 

	"So, are they completely identical?" Djarum inquired. "Or does one of them have a birthmark in an intimate place so you can tell them apart?"

	"They are perfectly identical," Winston answered. "But as you can see, there is a distinct difference in personalities. Lola, who was born three minutes before Heather, is definitely the dominant one - even to the point of being quite a little bitch. I see quite a mean streak in her. Heather is certainly just as bright as her sister, but is content to follow her sister's lead.

	One other salient point is that both girls are completely innocent when it comes to sex. No easy task for me, I can assure you. However, that will change tomorrow. Lola will be the active participant and Heather the passive one. Each will be in separate rooms. The purpose will be to see how Heather reacts while Lola is experiencing sex. 

	Some of you will observe Heather while others will join me in giving Lola her first cocks. Then the others will get their turn."

	"And what about me?" Svetlana Vatra asked. "I have the desire, but not the physical attributes - or do I have to give you visible proof?"

	The others roared with laughter. Once they quieted down, Winston smiled and replied.

	"You, my dear Vatra, will be the key to the next phase. And if that project you conducted in Bangladesh is any indication, I think you'll enjoy some six year-old pussy."

	Vatra grinned and nodded her thanks as the others murmured approvingly. 

	"From the scientific perspective, we will be able to use a refined thermal imaging technique, courtesy of our friend Galois," Winston continued, tilting his head toward the Frenchman. Galois gave a polite wave. "This will allow us to record not only localized body temperatures, but nervous system reactions without any of the usual, er, 'entanglements' of wired sensors."

	There were good-natured groans in response to Winston's pun, but the group was excited as the meeting broke up. Dinner would be in two hours, followed by the premier of Davidoff's latest home movie starring the scientist, four henchmen, eight Japanese kindergartners, and a horny pit bull terrier.

	The following morning, Vatra, Raquel, Dunhill, and Djarum sat in a room, peering through a one-window as Heather was strapped naked onto a bed by a nurse. After adjusting some of the machines in the room, the nurse left the girl alone. 

	In the viewing room, several video monitors provided different viewing angles of the child. Additionally, smaller monitors showed the infrared and nerve-mapping displays.
Another single monitor showed a remote feed from a similar room where Lola was waiting. Like her sister, she had been stripped but was simply sitting on the bed, kicking her legs impatiently. 

	Each girl had been given an injection to boost part of the theoretical psychic link. Lola's would increase her sending powers and Heather's would make her more sensitive to receiving what Lola felt. Winston knew that she would try to touch herself when she began to receive, so he used the restraints so that Heather's reactions would be solely the result of her link with Lola.

	Heather found she was able to move her hands and feet a few inches in her restraints. Although the nurse had told her to be calm, the six year-old was anything but that. First, she was naked. Anyone who came into the room would see her pee-pee and that was very naughty.

	Then there were the machines, some of which had odd things pointed at her from all angles. And some of those things looked like video cameras. Heather hoped not because people might see her pee-pee. Besides, who would want to see a little girl without her clothes on?

	Heather wished she was more like her sister. Sure, Lola could be bossy sometimes. Alright - a lot of times. But she was never scared of anything and she wouldn't let people look at her pee-pee, would she?

	"You're looking at my pee-pee," Lola said with a saucy grin as Winston, Galois, Davidoff, and Sobranie came into the room. "You wanna see my pee-pee. You wanna see my pee-pee," she sang.

	"Oh, but we want to do much more than just see it," Winston said nonchalantly as he unbuckled his pants.

	Lola's eyes grew wide as the men undressed, displaying their hard cocks. Suddenly, she felt very much like just a little girl.

	"Why are your things like that?" she asked nervously, pointing vaguely to the men's groins.

	"Because we want to teach you how to act like a grown-up," Winston said. "I think you're more ready to do that than Heather."

	"She acts like a baby a lot," Lola agreed as she crossed her arms over her titless chest. "I'm a big girl."

	"We'll see," said Winston as he squeezed some gel from a tube onto his finger. "Let's get you ready first. Spread your legs, please."

	Lola wasn't sure about this, but, wanting to prove she was a big girl, she moved her thighs apart and followed Winston's gooey finger as he lowered it to her hairless pussy. She jumped a little as the cold gel came in contact with her skin, but relaxed as the man rubbed it all over her. That felt good.

	Then he started slipping the finger into the small furrow between her labia. This felt even better and she squirmed a little as the gel was rubbed onto her clitty.

	In the other room, Heather whined and shifted her hips from side to side.

	Lola was panting as Winston's rubbing grew faster and harder. She felt warm and gushy on the inside; not far from where he was touching her. Winston grinned as the aphrodisiac gel was taking hold. Soon, the gel wasn't the only lubrication he was feeling at the entrance to the little girl's quim. Lola looked at him with questioning eyes as she felt so hot and like something was pressing from the inside.

	"What is...why...uh, uh...no...I...AUGH!"

	Lola fell back onto the mattress as she came. She didn't know what had happened, but she was certainly glad it had.

	"Ohhhhhhhh!" Heather cried as she climaxed. By now, she had been writhing on the bed for several minutes - as much as her strapped wrists and ankles would allow. It felt good, but she was getting very scared. Not only was her pee-pee naked, but somehow it was wet!

	"Look at that sweet pussy," Dunhill drooled as Heather's cunny dribbled onto the sheet. 

	"She definitely came," Raquel said, taking a quick look at the nerve mapping screen. He didn't want to take his eyes off of the squirming little blonde for too long. 

	"A brilliant observation," said Vatra with a wink. "It's a good thing we have all of these monitors to determine this.

	"Hold her down," Winston ordered as he stepped between Lola's spread legs. 

	With Sobranie clamping her wrists in his hands, Lola's upper body was under control. Winston brought his cock to bear against the tiny virgin slit and plunged into the six year-old's cunt. Lola screamed as her cherry was ripped open and her guardian's prick crammed its way through her narrow tunnel.

	"How does it feel to be a slut?" Winston growled as he gave the little girl's pussy another shove. 

	Lola could only keep wailing as she tried to kick him, but her small legs were held open by the man's sheer size. She tried to clamp down with her pussy; to push the horrid thing out, but her muscles were being forced the other way. 

	Winston fucked the six year-old with all his might, bruising her as he pounded his meat inside her ruptured, unready cuntlet. He didn't care about prolonging this forced sex as there would be plenty of time for more. With another cruel jab, he forced the head of his prick against the child's straining cervix and let loose with a load of sperm that surged into her tiny uterus. 

	When he stepped away, gobbets of bloody semen poured from Lola's stretched opening. Galois took his place and Lola shrieked as it began again.

	Heather's screams even made the hardened scientists wince. The normally timid girl was bucking against her restraints so hard that the frame was rattling. She felt as if she was being gutted between her legs and could do little else but thrash and cry as she underwent the torment of her sister's rape. 

	The hurtful pushing stopped after she felt something wet burst inside of her. Then the hard presence was gone although her cunny was still throbbing in pain. Weeping, Heather raised her head to see what damage had been done to her precious pussy. The six year-old blinked the tears from her eyes as she looked down in confusion. The little bald quim looked perfectly undamaged with the small round labia pursed tightly together and no sign of blood anywhere.

	Although relieved, Heather was confused by what had just happened. Then another thick stab erupted in her twat and the girl threw herself back against the bed, howling as everything started again.

	After Davidoff had gone where Winston and Galois had cum before, it was Sobranie's turn with Lola. The child's battered fuck hole was still a very snug fit, something the men all appreciated even if Lola and, by proxy, Heather didn't. The collection of fuck slime in the little girl's twat helped the Russian as his tool with a little thicker than those of his colleagues. 

	Lola's eyes rolled up into her head as she nearly passed out from crushing pressure in her cunt that made it spread even more. She was helpless to stop the big man and his thing felt like it was pushing her insides out of the way. The little girl writhed and screamed as her pussy was violated, making Sobranie grin. He always enjoyed a spirited young piece of sperm meat. 

	After Sobranie soiled Lola's womb with his jism, he and the other three went to the observation room, letting Raquel, Dunhill, and Djarum take their turns. Vatra reviewed the neuro-readings from Heather, which Winston compared with Lola's scans.

	"Incredible!" he breathed. "Heather is over a ninety-six percent match with Lola."

	As he looked up and through the window, Heather's body jerked and the child wailed as she felt Dunhill's prick enter her twin's cunt with brutal force.

	When the men were finished, Vatra entered the room and sat next to Lola. The girl was rocking back and forth, sobbing as her hands cradled the bloody mess between her stained thighs. 

	"They hurt me real bad," Lola told her.

	"Of course they did. But you have to learn how to mix your pain with pleasure. Let me clean you up and show you how."

	Lola sniffled while Vatra wiped her outside clean. She became apprehensive when the scientist produced a douche, but Vatra was able to insert it enough to wash the scum from the Lola's abused hole. Then Vatra wiped a few drops clean with her fingers.

	"Let me be sure you're all clean inside," she told the girl as she slid a finger into the kiddy cunt.

	Lola sat for a few minutes and began to wonder how long it would take the woman to clean her pee-pee. It had been in there for a quite some time, moving in and out. Actually, it started to feel good, especially when the finger pressed in certain areas and when the lady used her thumb to touch that funny bump at the top of Lola's slit.

	"Oh!" the child said as she felt her cunny beginning to heat up. And then there was that wetness she had felt before the first man hurt her.

	"Vatra must be doing well with Lola," Davidoff said as he watched Heather moaning softly and rolling her hips. 

	"And how look her nipples are stiffening," Galois pointed out.

	Lola cooed as Vatra sucked her nipples, making hardened points of flesh stand out on her flat chest. Her cunt was completely wet, draining onto the woman's hand as the finger brought the child close to climax. Just as Lola came, Vatra pinched down on her clit, sending a sharp jolt of pain in the middle of the girl's orgasm.

	"That was your first lesson," Vatra said. "You will learn more. Now."

	Lola whimpered as Vatra produced a thick black dildo. She tried to scramble off the bed, but Vatra was too quick and too strong. Lola screamed and struggled as Vatra wiggled the fake cock against her sore, reddened cunt, but a sharp slap to the face stunned the child long enough to get two inches into miniature twat. Lola's cunny lips bulged around the thing, surrendering her hole to it.

	"Don't fight it," Vatra growled. "Use your body and your muscles as I tell you and then you shall see what happens.

	"But it hurts!"

	"Of course it does. If they were gentle, it wouldn't. But there will be no room for gentleness here."

	With a hard twist of her wrist, Vatra shoved the dildo against Lola's cervix. The little girl fought and struggled, but eventually began to tire until she had no choice but to obey the woman. The thing kept hurting her, but Lola was surprised to feel the tingly heat again when she did as she was told. Vatra saw the expression on the girl's face and knew she had won her over.

	For over an hour, Heather cried and lashed against her restraints as her pussy reacted to Lola's pain and arousal. While her sister was learning how to two could mix, poor Heather could only suffer the conflicting feelings in confusion.

	Later, she froze, trying to comprehend why she felt someone's mouth sucking on her down there. Then she was being licked, harder and deeper with every passing minute while she was alone in the room. Her immature sex responded once more to the stimulation, leaking fluids as Heather hummed with pleasure despite her captive state. Then came the sensation of a sharp stab as teeth clamped down on her clit.

	When Winston and three others returned, Vatra was sitting calmly on the bed, holding Lola's head between her legs as she made the child eat her snatch. With the girl bent over, Winston could see her hairless cunt, speckled with teeth marks and completely dripping. With a cross between a grunt and a growl, Vatra came. Taking Lola by the hair, she pulled the girl's head up and spun her around to see her visitors. Rather than yelp with pain, Lola gave her gentlemen callers a wicked smile. The woman's cunt slime was smeared all over her lips.

	"Are you going to let me be your whore again?" the depraved little blonde asked as she fingered her eager snatch.

	Lola was hot for cock and jammed her pussy on Winston's cock, practically trying to pull it off of the man. He responded in kind, bashing the six year-old's sex with man meat as hard as he could, making her scream and cum and beg for more when he scalded her young womb with thick strands of jism.

	It was about two hours later, after feeling the endless rush of phantom cocks pounding her innocent cuntlet that Heather passed out. For the time being, she was free of the agony and arousal of her mysterious treatment. Unaware of her twin's collapse, Lola kept demanding more like the slutty little bitch she had become.

	It had been two days since the first phase of the experiment. Now the group was once again assembled in the viewing room while Heather was alone in the test room. The exam bed had been replaced by a larger, lower one that a child could easily fall onto. This time, both girls had been given injections to enhance both their receiving and sending capabilities.

	Heather waited, hoping Lola would be here soon like they told her. She hadn't seen her since that day her pee-pee hurt and felt funny. Prior to that, the twins had never been apart for more than a few hours at any given time.

	At least this time she wasn't naked. In fact she liked her clothes because they made her feel so pretty and grown up. Everything was made out of soft white lace. On her chest was a bra with two flat triangles covering her nipples. Her panties clung to her body, outlining the tempting shape of her pussy (she felt a little naughty that she could see the shadowy slit of her pee-pee through the material) and barely covering the center of her ass. Her little buns protruded roundly on either side of the narrow rear strap that was only slightly bigger than a thong. And her legs were encased in white stockings patterns that ended midway up her thighs.

	Heather's face lit up when the door opened and Lola sauntered in. Her smile froze and faded as she sensed something different in her sister. Like Heather, Lola was dressed in a very grown-up way. Her clothing was very similar to Heather's except that hers was made of black leather and that her thigh-highs were boots instead of stockings. The tight leather in her crotch showed her crease and the puffy bulge of each lip. But there was a cold cruelty in Lola's eyes and leering grin that made Heather back up a step.

	"How are you, Heather?" Lola asked. 

	"Um, OK," Heather squeaked.

	"How were you the other day?"

	"Oh," said Heather, relieved that Lola was concerned about those strange happenings. "It was scary. My pee-pee felt funny and then got wet and something else happened inside. Then it really hurt on the inside and sometimes it also got that good funny feeling."

	"So you were scared?"

	"Uh huh."

	Lola shoved Heather back onto the bed and sneered at her mild-mannered sister.

	"I got the real thing," she growled. "Plenty of cocks right here."

	Heather winced as Lola slapped her leather-clad pussy. Then Lola was climbing on top of Heather, pinning her wrists to either side of her head and jamming her mouth against her sisters. Lola chewed on Heather's lips until they opened, then jammed her tongue inside in a cruel parody of face-fucking. 

	Heather gasped for air as Lola moved her mouth away. Then Lola searched for a nipple, chewing on the white lace before pulling and tearing it with her teeth. Heather cried out as she saw her pretty clothes being torn, but then Lola was licking and biting her nipples.

	In the viewing room, most hands were rubbing at crotches as the scientists observed the two sisters. Identical blondes, so pretty and yet so different. One as an angel in delicate white being mauled by the other as a demon in dark leather.

	"Let's cum!" Lola grunted and slammed her pussy against Heather's, forcefully rubbing the leather against the thin white lace. 

	Heather twisted her face away from her sister's snarling countenance, frightened by her actions. As Lola kept humping her, Heather's pussy reacted on its own. To the little girl's horror, she felt the wetness growing thanks to her sister's savage rutting.

	Lola's tight white ass, highlighted by black straps, bounced in the air as she forced her sister to climax. Her own cunt was drooling mightily and the juices that escaped her panties soaked Heather's making them transparent. The six year-old's hairless sex was exposed every time Lola bounced free of it and was captured on video as well. The soft, unprotected flesh of Heather's cunt mashed and changed form as Lola landed on top of it again.

	As she had been taught, Lola changed tactics again, this time keeping her cunt pressed against Heather's and viciously grinding against it. Both girls felt the other's arousal and fed on it - Lola greedily and Heather in fear. Heather mewled in both protest and lust as that feeling grew inside and she came. Her body quivered beneath her sister's churning hips. With a satisfied grunt, Lola came.

	Getting to her feet, Lola reached down to the soaked white lace between Heather's legs and squeezed hard. Then she took her wet hand and licked Heather's forced offering from it.

	Humming "Happy Birthday", Lola walked over to a cabinet and removed a child-sized strap-on dildo with a four inch long cock. After removing her panties, she fumbled with the straps a little, but finally got it into place.

	"That was the thing she had the most difficulty learning," Vatra commented from inside the viewing room.

	As if hearing her (but she couldn't) Lola leaned against the window (which Heather only knew to be a mirror in the examination room) and licked the glass. Then Lola returned to Heather, the dildo bobbing like a cobra about to strike. When she reached the bed, she ripped the sodden lacy panties from her sister.

	Heather tried to back away, but Lola leaped onto her and, like Vatra had done to her, slapped Heather across the face. Heather froze. Lola had never hit her before. She stared at her sister in disbelief until she felt the fake prick poking at her and burst into tears.
Lola nudged the cock in and out, giggling as she watched her twin's plump cunny lips flare out and back as she teased her. Heather's bald twat was smeared with sweat and cunt juice and gleamed under the harsh fluorescent lights.

	"Please don't put that in me," Heather sobbed. "It will hurt so much!"

	Lola stopped and gave her sister a sunny grin that quickly grew evil.

	"I like it when it hurts."

	And with that, Lola threw her small hips forward, planting the dildo in Heather's cunt and tearing her twin sister's virginity away. Lola felt Heather's pain sear in her twat and that excited her greatly. Heather in turn, felt Lola's jolt of arousal through the agony of her broken cherry. 

	Everyone in the viewing room leaned forward in their seats as they watched one six year-old rape another. Lola moved with savage fury, grinding her cunt against the dildo harness as she broke Heather's cuntlet in, ignoring her twin's tearful entreaties to stop. After the first few vicious thrusts, Heather stopped kicking and lay crying as her sister assaulted her most private place. 

	Heather's agony seared through Lola's hot little cunt, exciting her even further. She had been conditioned well and now pain was simply something delicious that enhanced her arousal. Lola came in mid stroke, but kept humping into Heather's bleeding cunny with orgasmic frenzy. Lola's climax hit Heather hard, making her pussy churn and tremble and making Heather cry even harder. She didn't understand how this mean, horrible act could produce such feelings.

	But Lola wasn't done. With the nearly inexhaustible energy of a six year-old, she fucked Heather non-stop for nearly an hour, making her sister cum whenever she did. She finally withdrew, but Heather's tiny pussy, despite its reaming, clung to the dildo and only released it with a loud slurping sound when the end came free. 

	Lola staggered to where Heather's head lay and proudly wagged the bloody rubber cock. She took her sister by the hair and forced the prick against her mouth. 

	"Open - or else," she threatened.

	Heather opened her mouth and Lola quickly stuffed it.

	"That's it, taste your pussy," Lola cooed as she thrust her dildo into her sister's mouth, making her choke. Then she removed the dildo and stood with her legs spread so that Heather was staring right at her dripping little snatch. 

	"Now taste mine," she ordered.

	Trying to fight her tears, Heather knelt on the floor and placed her mouth onto Lola's cunny. Lola pushed Heather's head against her and with sharp commands taught her sister how to eat pussy. She turned her head up toward the ceiling and moaned as her weaker sister's little tongue dipped into her twat. Responding to her twin's next demand, Heather sucked on Lola's clitty and felt her own button tingle

	In the viewing room, Sobranie dispensed with any form of decorum and pulled his cock out, stroking it as he watched one little blonde munching on the other one. He came when he saw the puddle forming between Heather's legs, courtesy of Lola's induced climax.

	Heather was unable to resist her orgasm. In everyway possible, Lola was dominating her. As her juices splattered to the floor, Heather wept in helpless frustration, but did not dare stop pleasuring her sister's twat.

	Something else the group learned was that an overly horny six year-old could go for a very long time at sex. They left for lunch in two's and three's, returning only to find the sisters in another position with Lola firmly in command.

	When they were all together again in the viewing room, Heather was bent over the bed while Lola was donning her dildo once more. It had been a rough time, with Heather's stockings now stained and hanging in tatters. Lola stepped behind her and painfully squeezed her twin's buttocks as she pulled them apart.

	"Heather," she said in a sing-song voice. "I'm so glad you're my bitch."

	Heather screamed as her sister ripped her virgin ass open with the dildo.

	
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