A Visit to Salmacis Ch. 01

[Alexia]

Guess I'll have to get Lexa to pick me up.

After firing off a text to her twin sister, Alexia had to pat herself on the back for making the responsible choice tonight. She had been partying for a couple of hours already, and was good and wasted. After striking out with her last several dance partners for coming on too strong, she chided herself for behaving so poorly. She considered herself a bit of a charmer, but she was allowing how backed up and upset she was to mess with her normally respectable game. Her balls ached for release, if only to further highlight her failures. Needing to kill time until her ride arrived; she spotted a short busty brunette who was staring at her with fuck-me eyes. Stepping forward and pulling the girl into her arms, they began dancing in a style that looked closer to dry humping for anybody watching. She found her diminutive partner to be an amusing contrast pressed against her own slim, six foot three body. Moving on auto-pilot to the beat of the retro dance track blaring around them, Alexia became lost in thought.

Salmacis had opened its doors five years ago when Alexia was still underage, and she nearly screamed in frustration at having to wait to enjoy the pleasures within. Built exclusively as a club for futanari and the other women who liked them, it was a godsend for girls like her. Although she was a little shocked at how intrusive the club was on her first visit, she became a regular every weekend when she turned 18. She had even met her last girlfriend, Joan, here. That bitch! The relationship ended last month after Joan decided she'd try her luck with an older male boss, rather than continue on with the dickgirl she'd been fucking for a year and a half. Earlier in the week, Alexia had been kicking herself for wasting so many days moping about, and called up a few friends to make plans for Friday. Lexa had refused as always, but in the end she would have to come, if only to pick her sister's sorry ass up. Alexia felt a little bad that her shy sibling wouldn't be able to enjoy herself on her first visit, but comforted herself with the thought that maybe dipping her toes now would let the girl take the plunge later on.

The curvy body Alexia had been grinding on for the past several minutes eventually brought her out of her reverie by slowing to a halt, and the girl it was attached to grabbed Alexia's black-stamped hand. Pointing a hand that had a white symbol of its own in the direction where the private rooms were located, she began pulling the dickgirl toward them.

Seeing as Lexa would be here shortly, Alexia considered the wisdom of slipping away with this girl. But she eventually shrugged and allowed herself to be guided along. I should have a bit of time before she gets here. Besides, I really need to fuck...

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[Alexandra]

"Goddammit, Lexi!" There were three things in Alexandra's life that she considered a pain in the ass; the cock between her legs, the stutter that turned every word she spoke to mush, and her twin sister when she got wasted.

Pausing the movie she had been mindlessly consuming on Netflix when she got the text, Alexandra left the living room and went to her bedroom to change. After shedding the pajamas she had been wearing, she glanced at the reflection in the full-body mirror by the dresser, and found herself giving the giant girl in it a once over. Dark brown eyes bore back at her, while the rest of the fair face frowned in disapproval. Long auburn hair flowed lazily down her back, and she made a mental note to give it a brush before she left. Modest B-cup breasts stood out like peaks on a lean if otherwise unremarkable torso, and narrow hips only further accentuated the abnormality between her legs. With a quick glance at the large bulge tucked in her pink panties, she looked away and began dressing.

She still remembered the day they were outed to the rest of the school back when they were kids. A mutual friend of theirs got into a fight with Alexia, and spilled the beans on a secret she promised to take to the grave. What followed were years of open harassment by girls who were grossed out by fellow females with dicks, and boys that were freaked out by these "he-shes" trying to act like normal girls. Although the teachers made half-hearted attempts to curb the bullying, they didn't seem to have a clue on how they were supposed to treat the strange children, either. Their parents had wanted them to transfer schools for a fresh start elsewhere, but Alexia threw a tantrum about not wanting to run away, and Alexandra had followed her sister's lead as she typically did.

Laws were passed by the time they reached high school that recognized the "third gender" that had always quietly existed in society, and the open bullying had ceased. It was instead replaced by snide remarks muttered where authority figures couldn't hear, and social exclusion outside of class hours. Alexia was always the more outgoing and "normal" of the two, and had done better in their attempts to make friends. Alexandra had resigned herself to quietly making her own way through school, despite her sister's repeated attempts to get her to socialize with her circle. Alexandra didn't mind Alexia's friends, but found that she tended to prefer her own company, anyway. Her speech difficulties made it difficult to talk to people outside of her family in real life, and instead opted for online friends that could silently keep her company in lonelier hours.

A tumble down a flight of stairs when she was toddling along in her early years had left her bruised, bleeding, and nursing a broken arm, all of which fortunately healed. The head trauma she had sustained, unfortunately, hadn't. Her parents were hopeful that she would grow out of her verbal failings over time, but it became apparent as she aged that it wouldn't go away on its own. A visit to a speech pathologist confirmed that she suffered from neurogenic stuttering, and while her parents considered it a tragedy for their family; Alexandra was just grateful she hadn't broken her neck back then. Years of speech therapy had helped to a degree, but while she did great during her sessions, unscripted conversation outside of a safe environment had her tripping over sounds like she was 8 years old again.

Having to suffer through a girl often taller than them massacring whatever sentence she was trying to get out seemed to test people's patience, even when they were trying to be polite. Their attitudes became uncomfortable, amused, angry, or worst of all; pitying. Although she still tried to talk when possible, she found a pen and notepad were a viable substitute when it became clear that conversation wasn't going well, or she wasn't in the mood to bother trying. Some people were actually under the impression that she was mute, and she never felt inclined to correct them. Alexia had been upset about Alexandra's speech difficulties for the first little while, but she eventually seemed to understand that her little sister was more insecure about how others treated her regarding it, than she was over the stutter itself. She poked fun at it when it was really bad, and her lighthearted ribbing made them comfortable enough for it to be a non-issue between them. Alexia often joked that people couldn't tell the two apart until they opened their mouths, and even tried to mimic a stutter of her own to confuse them sometimes.

Alexandra loved her older sister to pieces. Alexia was her best friend, her confidant, and the confident girl had taken on the role of protector when they were still children. Although they were still very close, Alexandra had grown frustrated at how much time her twin spent fussing over her as teenagers, and had spent the last several years pulling away. Not only so that Alexia could live her life without worrying about her lesser twin, but so that she herself could have some independence away from a person who tried to shield her from everything wrong in the world. It had put a strain on their relationship until Alexia clued into what was going on, and allowed herself to cut back on the mothering she did for a girl only a couple of minutes younger than herself.

They tried moving separately from one another for the final year of high school, and Alexia had done very well for herself when she wasn't held back by a verbally challenged sibling. The girl had gone through several partners throughout the year, once the other students realized that making fun of futanari didn't get as many laughs as it used to, and instead found themselves wondering how they stacked up to the other sexes. Alexia seemed to have a new squeeze on her lap every other week! Alexandra couldn't help but feel a little jealous, as she hadn't yet had her first time.

After graduation, Alexia had chosen to go directly into the workforce, while Alexandra wanted to further her studies at the university in their city. Unfortunately, staying local meant that some of her former classmates were there to innocently let it slip about her extra appendage. Fortunately, however, it didn't appear to be nearly as much of a deal breaker as it was previously. Most attention went toward the older twin when they were together, but time apart meant that people were finally showing interest in Alexandra. She had been chatted up by several other girls during her first year, and had even caught the attention of a few boys who had made similar advances. Most of them seemed nice, and many had claimed her stutter didn't bother them (a few even calling it cute). However, she hadn't wanted anything from the boys, and she didn't feel comfortable enough around the other girls to take things any further. The only thing her cock had felt was her own hand, while her pussy had only ever been intimate with her fingers. Solo sessions were becoming more frequent of late, and she felt a little worked up at the moment. Maybe I could rub one out real quick before I leave...

Shaking her head to banish those thoughts; she threw on some black pants, a white button-up shirt, and a quick brush to straighten out most of her flyaway hairs. Grabbing the car keys, she began heading out. Her parents had already gone to bed, and she hoped they would stay that way while she was pulling their other, inebriated daughter up the stairs in a little bit.

The drive took less than 15 minutes from their home, and she had pulled into the parking lot nearby to send her sister a text. While waiting for a reply, her eyes studied the club in front of her. It was a large, brightly lit building with "Salmacis" in neon pink letters on the sign. To the right of the name was the female gender symbol, with the top right arrow from the male symbol situated on the top right of the head portion. While she watched, the sign made its way through every color of the rainbow, before returning to the original pink to start the cycle over. Her sister said the club was always very busy on the weekend, and even though it was after midnight, she saw there was still a line to enter. Two girls stood behind a table at the entrance, referring to their tablets as each guest came up. After receiving their cover charge, they'd switch between multiple ink colors and stamp their hands. Oddly enough, some people weren't stamped at all, and instead seemed to receive instructions before being directed to enter. After multiple texts that all went unanswered, she tried calling Alexia. It rang several times before going to voicemail. Goddammit. She had to go in.

Removing the trusty notepad from her pocket, she wrote her main introduction on a new page, and used other pages to jot down a few phrases she thought she'd probably need while inside. The notebook was already filled with several common questions and answers she kept on standby, but she didn't think she'd need most of them tonight. Stepping out of the car, she nervously made her way to the line. Taking her place at the tail end, some of the other patrons turned around to appraise the new arrival. Evidently a few didn't mind what they saw, as they donned little smiles and tried to catch her eye. Keeping her own gaze downcast, she hoped none of them would try for a chat. As flattering as it was, she still felt a little uncomfortable at being viewed as more than the quiet shadow of her sister. One of the ladies called out that they'd catch up with her inside, but she tried not to think about it. She was only here to grab Alexia.

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[Dara]

Dara had been working the door since 9, and she was glad that things had begun slowing down. There was such a crowd earlier that she had been pulled from her usual spot in Sizing to help out here. Working with Diane, they had functioned like a well-oiled machine in their efforts to admit everyone. With how busy she was, she hadn't noticed her friend in line until she was next. It was puzzling to see Alexia quiet like this; she was usually so boisterous and forward. Besides, didn't we let her in a few hours ago?

"Lexi! Did you really slip out just to change outfits and mess with your hair?"

The large girl blushed in embarrassment, which was something else unusual about her tonight. After an awkward pause, the girl proffered an open notebook for her to read from. And yet another odd occurrence; why'd she remove the stamps on her hands? Trying not to think too closely about how strange this encounter was turning out to be, she leaned forward to see what was written on it.

[Good evening, my name is Alexandra. I'm sorry for doing this by note, but I have a hard time speaking. I'm here to pick up my twin sister, Alexia, who is already inside. She hasn't been answering my texts or phone calls since I got here, but she asked me to come and get her just a little while ago. You might recognize her, as she looks just like me, only with shorter hair. I'm not here to drink or party. May I just go in for a minute to get her?]

Well, that explains the differences! Dara hadn't ever met the elusive other twin. She hated having to disappoint her friend's sister, but rules were rules.

"My apologies, but we can't admit anyone who hasn't paid the cover, and been logged in our system."

The redhead looked stricken by the news, but eventually pulled a wallet out and looked at her expectantly. "The door fee is $30." She blanched. Dara couldn't help but giggle; this girl was so expressive! Even without a voice on her end, they were still carrying a conversation.

"Sorry, hun. This is a special club after all! The money goes toward the upkeep and extensive cleaning we need because of our clientele. You understand, right? Oh! And I'll also need your ID for verification purposes."

Grumbling, the money was finally forked over. The girl then extracted her ID and handed that to Dara as well.

[Name: Kokkinos, Alexandra Agatha

Number: ******

ADD: ***********

ISS: 2020/05/27 EXP: 2025/09/07

DD: ** Gender: FU

Eyes: BRO HGT: 191 cm]

"Well, I guess you really are Lexi's twin, eh? Luckily most of your info is just a carbon copy of your sister's, so this won't take long at all. And I see you're a futanari like her?"

She seemed petrified at being asked so bluntly, but eventually offered a meek nod.

Handing the ID back, Dara told her, "Since this is your first time here, you're gonna have to go to Sizing when you enter. Enter the first door on your left when you go in, and please don't ignore me and try to head straight for the main area. The girls working inside will kick you out as soon as they see you don't have your stamps, and it'll take even longer to get back in. I know you're just trying to grab your sister, but this will honestly be the fastest way."

Taking a moment to consider the advice given, the statuesque wallflower finally spoke.

"Th-th-th-ank you."

Oh my god, that was so adorable! Watching as the girl turned away and entered the building, Dara made a note to press Alexia for more info on her sister. Shit, Maya will get all the fun with her! Drawing her out of her envious musing, Diane took that moment to lean over and whisper. "If a gaze could fuck, you'd have that girl carrying quadruplets by now."

"Oh, fuck off, Di! I just wasn't expecting how different she'd be from Lexi. Stop worrying where my eyes are looking, and let's get back to work. Next!"

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[Alexandra]

As Alexandra entered Salmacis, she was surprised at how small the entrance area was compared to the size of the building proper. The hall was brightly lit, the floor an eye pleasing mute-blue tile, and the doors in her immediate vicinity looked to be made of solid mahogany. If they were any indication of the quality of things around here, she certainly understood why they had to charge so much to cover the costs of maintaining the place. At the end of the front hall were a set of double doors, the direction of which she could hear the muted sound of blaring dance music. It was flanked by two women large enough to snap her in two, who seemed busy eyeing her up. One of them waved in acknowledgement, while the other nodded. Despite their seemingly amiable attitudes, she decided that she didn't feel like trying her luck at getting past them. With a heavy sigh, she turned left and knocked on the door with a sign that said [Sizing♥] in cursive writing. A distant voice called from inside, and although she couldn't hear what it said, Alexandra took it as an invitation. Opening the door a crack, she slid through.

Upon entering, she was greeted by the sight of two women. They were exiting what looked like a private booth area; the brunette beauty idly toying with the tape measure in her hands, while the blonde in tow looked mortified as she slunk along. They moved toward the table where the dark haired one sat down.

"A nice hearty 7" will do great around here, hun. Just give me a second to put it in the system, and I'll have you stamped and ready to go!"

Speaking while moving, she spent half a minute typing on a tablet, before opening up a red ink pad and a stamp in the same half male/half female shape that was on the sign outside. Pressing it into the ink, she then marked the back of both of the blonde's hands.

"The girls at the door can stamp you the next time you visit, so you don't need to do this again. Now go and have some fun! Of course, you can always come back to Sizing if you're feeling lonely~!" As she finished with a flirt, the blonde flushed and rushed out the door.

Watching the scene unfold in front of her, Alexandra's mind raced as it came up with some of the scenarios that would cause the girl to run out like that. Oh, God. What's gonna happen to me? Turning her attention to the woman at the table, Alexandra blushed upon realizing that she had been watching the various expressions flitting across her face with a grin.

"Well, hello there, young lady. My name is Maya, and I'll be taking care of you tonight. Between the data that appeared in the system a minute ago, and you looking like a more respectable Alexia; am I correct in assuming you're Alexandra?"

Nodding in acknowledgement, Alexandra took the introduction as her cue to give Maya a closer look. She was very pretty, with plump cheeks, tantalizing lips currently turned up in a smirk, and almond shaped eyes in a rich hazel color. Brown, wavy hair hung just below the shoulders, and the neckline of her red dress dipped low enough to show some fine cleavage courtesy of what looked to be D-cup breasts. Alexandra had seen how tight the dress clung to childbearing hips when she was walking toward the table, and she had no doubt that a gorgeous ass was currently hidden underneath. Noting the examination she was being given, Maya openly looked Alexandra up and down as well. Wanting more than ever to finish with her business, Alexandra asked,