It took a few groggy moments.
Regaining consciousness, Candice felt a momentary sense of relief. The phobia inducing clown, the creepy mirrors... it was all just a bad dream, right?
She slowly rose, a new reality hit her, seeing a rusty locked gate that barred escape.
Fear suddenly gripped her mind, whatever she was in, was narrow, lined with dilapidated corrugated steel. It was stuffy in here, the air still with eerie quiet.
Until something shuffled from behind...
What? Was. That?!?
Candice gasped out loud, paralyzed in disbelief. This thing that emerged before her, could only exist in horror fiction dreamt by the most deviant of minds.
Perhaps it was an act. Yes, yes, maybe just part of the freak show in the funhouse.
Except... it's nakedness was a dead giveaway that this was no act.
She shrieked at the sight of what appeared to be conjoined twins.
The bigger Siamese twin labored to amble closer, bearing the dual weight of bodies on it's own.
The second looked her up and down, in a disturbing approving manner, like predator assessing prey.
Her mind could not put two and two between the scene before her and whatever reality she could reconcile. Those baby blues now focused squarely at the horrifying scene growing between it's legs.
Her legs suddenly felt like jelly. It was like staring down a weapon that portended the fate of one's impending doom. And they were still growing in size and length, drooling, much to her abject panic.
That thing continued to strut towards her. It's two dangling appendages became less floppy, pointing with far more attention at her direction. The musk emanating from cock and balls were now in alarming proximity.
"W-what do you want," Candice managed to ask, realizing the futility of the question. Pressing the back of her body against the bars, there was no escape.
Twin one answered by grabbing her arms. A lifetime burden of carrying his twin had conditioned him to extraordinary strength. He lifted Candice with ease, leaving her to dangle in a mock crucifixion-like posture.
Twin two, as usual, reaped the rewards of his brother's brawn. With hands free, he could focus on examining their newfound plaything.
There was the initial shock of being suspended in midair with such ease. Now her brain kicked into survival overdrive, as she struggled to break free, only to sap her remaining energy.
"Please! Don't! Nooooooo!"
Twin two was no slouch in the strength department either. His wiry arms rippled and bulged, manhandling her clothing. The split down her neckline easily tore down the seam, as steel-like hands rendered the fabric, like tissue.
Rough fingers instinctively grabbed at her waistline, hooking the top of her thin panties. In one fell swoop, Candice was completely exposed, shivering at her destitute vulnerability.
The scaly calloused skin of twin two's rough paws slithered all around her naked flinching flesh. Candice whimpered, grimacing, not daring to look as the feels were already too overwhelming. The sounds of heavy breathing accompanied the lewd noise of skin gliding on skin.
Both twins grunted as two's hands turned over, palming underneath her breasts. Their conjoined brains delighted at the fondling of her plump tits, and their pendulous weight which seemed to defiantly counteract gravity. The hot malleable orbs were so firm and supple to the touch, yet invitingly oozed languidly between squeezing fingers.
"uugghh... nooo....."
Candice groaned as Two began to molest her with fervor. Back slouching, she did what she could to assuage the dual assault on her chest.
On the right, Two's talon-like grip was kneading heavily on her soft mound. Like pincers, he'd crush the pink tipped nipple, causing her squirm and yelp anew.
She squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to see what was obviously Two's mouth going to town on her left. The steamy maw opened up, as if to breastfeed and consume it's bountiful volume. The wet tonguing salivated over the entire dome, amplifying the slurping noises to her dismay.
Twin One, feeling left out, eventually shuffled backward, interrupting Two's fun. It was a subtle move to indicate it was time.
Two reluctantly disengaged from the tit play. With one hand, he lifted Candice's dangling leg. His free hand went to work, manipulating everything in position.
With the mauling stopped, Candice couldn't help but look. She bucked when one of the spongy cockheads touched between her inner thighs. There was no doubt what was going to happen, but it was still inconceivable in every which way.
"Noo! This... you.. can't! Nooo!"
She tried with all her might to wriggle away. But it was inevitable. Being hung like this, leg dangling in the air, there was no escaping twin cocks with their swollen rigidity.
Her screams pierced the air, the same way their manhood pierced her entrances. Inch by slow cruel inch, the immense girths forced their way into her passages. The tight confines of her internals were divine for each twin, and excruciating hell for her.
Candice's hyperventilated cries only spurred their desires. Onward, their shanks plunged their way through, with little regard for her soul. Besides the unholy coupling itself, her ordeal centered around these cocks that seemed way too big to fit.
Additionally, at full erection, unperturbed, their cocks pointed and curved in opposite direction. That further exacerbated Candice's ordeal, as the askew cock alignments moreover pried her orifices apart.
Now that they successfully penetrated her, Two grabbed her other thigh, splaying out her sexy lean legs.
For the twins, Candice was a visage to behold. Even panicked, her face was incredibly beautiful, adorned by those sparking blue eyes that were even wider in fear. They also preferred blondes, and those elegant blonde locks framed her head perfectly in every way.
They were already quite familiar with her tits. With arms strained overhead, they rose prominently over her chest wall. The left pink nipple still glistened magnificently with Two's spittle and saliva. Overall those perfect spheres were sized proportionately, especially atop her trim tapered waist.
And those gorgeous legs were spread wide in unladylike fashion. The long taut calves and thighs led your eyes between her legs where everything was happening.
Just minutes before, her pussy was a pristine slit, lined with the just a hint of charming pink labia edges. Her rosy anus seemed to barely peek out of a dimple just below. Now Two's cock was savagely working it's way into her slit, while One wormed his way into her ass.
Despite being smaller than his twin, One's cock was still gargantuan by most standards. The ugly ridged veined shaft contrasted aesthetically with Candice's delicate sex. Her labia strained to accommodate One's overwhelming girth. Those pink folds stretched, in cringe inducing tension, where the membrane seemed to get more translucent in it's distressed state.
And as Two began thrusts back and forth to work his way up her ass, One could see Candice's labia push and pull as his penetrations were powered by his twin's actions.
There was nothing Candice could do but surrender everything. She felt her internals acquiesce to the undeniable force of their combined penetrations. The fleshy channels, being bored out slowly but surely, began to ever so slightly loosen. And with that, they began to fuck with more tempo and depth.
Candice wouldn't wish any of this on her own worst enemy. Each barbaric fuckthrust seemed to bottom out to the thuds of crashing bodies. There was nothing pliable or springy with each hard penis. She could feel each one ream it's way between her legs, and it felt like each one went all the way up her sternum.
There was nothing conceivably natural about any of this in her shocked brain. It was already traumatizing to get raped by one man, but TWO?! And at the SAME time?! Each jarring stroke seemed to strip away at her soul, breaking her down into nothing but a sexual receptacle toy, for the pure pleasure of this monster... THESE monsters.
It was a sight to behold for each twin, seeing Candice endure with not one, but two massive cocks deep inside of her.
Furthermore, with fused spines, each twin's sensory perception were crosswired to each other.
Twin One could feel Two's shaft plunging balls deep inside a surprisingly still tight pussy. He could swear feeling every ridge of her velvety fuck tunnel, sliding around his shaft.
And Twin Two could feel One's cock snaking it's way into Candice's rectum. The pure depravity of the act added more delicious shockwaves to his brain.
It all resonated to both brains in fact, amplifying pleasure twofold into searing bliss. Despite their physical issues, Candice was enough to bring them towards their end goal.
The sight and feel of impaling her orifices drove them wild. And knowing they were taking her... raping her, underscored everything. Both central nervous systems eventually overloaded, sending stimuli and synapse to a spasmodic explosive conclusion.
Candice screamed as she could feel each twin erupt inside her with what felt like a gallon of stored spunk. Each gush seemed to emanate deep inside her body, and spreading as it overflowed within. She turned red with humiliation as each twin bellowed with orgasmic bliss at her expense.
Wayward thoughts, of all things, crept into her brain at this moment of resignation. Candice realized nothing felt more submissive being violated anally and pumped with virile cum up her butt. But then there was the paralyzing fear of insemination, as the penis in her vagina continued to spasm and inject potent sperm into her defenseless womb.
Twin one's legs buckled, unable to continue suspending the helpless blonde captive.
As her arms slid away, the deflating cocks began slipping out her holes. Her raw inner folds clung one last grasp at the departing shafts, shaming her with the sound of the fluid slime of raped holes.
The combined orgasms sapped the twins, as they too collapsed, now face to face with Candice on the cold hard floor.
"Please... help us...," Twin one croaked before turning over to snore.
Those three simple words shocked her to the core.
She couldn't wrap her mind around it at all. Wasn't she the one who needed to call for help?
Who was forcing whom?
Eventually, pure exhaustion settled in, and Candice once again succumbed to darkness in this mad mad place.
