[Twinning, Identity Erasure]

A young man opened his eyes. Or rather, it would be more accurate to say that his eyes began to focus once more. Just as they had done in an endless cycle since he laid down in bed all that time ago.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he first laid down here, with the tablet pointed towards him, the same video playing out over and over and over again. That mesmerizing dance that had repeated over and over. It never tired him out, seeing those turquoise-haired girls dancing and strutting their stuff on the screen.

His name... He still remembered that much. Shuu. But the rest? He could barely even think of anything that wasn't the video in front of him. It wasn't even the girls themselves that were keeping him watching at this point. It was the lights drawing him in. The wonder of the world in front of him. The wonder of a world that actually had light and life. The world around him barely had any light...

Or at least, Shuu couldn't perceive it. Even as the sun was shining in through his window. He just kept on watching the video, ignorant of how bright the world around him was. The lights pouring forth from that screen were much brighter, to the point where they overshadowed everything.

What he could remember beyond that... Faint fragments of somebody that was close to his heart. She... She didn't matter at this point. No, he remembered how much he had been watching this video. It loved him much more than she loved him. That's why he kept watching. Even though he knew what would happen if he kept watching.

Shuu just smiled a little, even as those girls on the tablet started getting more and more erotic. He could practically see the glistening juices pouring off their lower lips as the video zoomed in. The whole world around him, the real world, was being deafened by the sights and sounds pouring through him. The tender beat, the swaying hips, the way they started squatting down and letting him see it all. It was just so engrossing. It made him ignore how painful the world around him had gotten, even though it was all the video's fault that he felt that way.

This was what he had done for so long. Look at the same video of attractive girls erotically dance for him and him alone. He needed to do nothing else. He needed nothing else. The only thing that he needed was this video, and the experience that it provided him. Because it was the only reason he was still alive. He had gotten rid of all other worldly attachments, just by watching and indulging in this video so many times that everything else about him had eroded to the point of vanishing completely...

Even as the video finally stopped on a familiar sight, a masked girl's tits pressing against the glass, he didn't seem to react. This had happened so many times before that he already knew what would happen. If anything ,he was just waiting for the moment to unfold. For the events to transpire. So he could go back to enjoying himself. Or failing that, loop back around to the moment where this would all start over.

The screen shattered as a swift shadow emerged, the masked girl and her naked body sticking to the corner of his ceiling. Normally, something like this would've frightened him. To have something from the video you were watching try to jump out at you and assault you? That would cause anybody to end up terrified. Not him. Shuu had seen it all so many times before that he didn't even look towards her. He just looked at the screen that she had broken.

Looking down upon him with her gaze seeming to shift ever so slightly from predatory to confusion, the masked girl remained perfectly calm. Normally she would've forced him to the ground and let him get assaulted by his own collection. Instead, she just watched. Had he snapped free from the loop, had he overcome her influence? Whichever was the case, she needed to make sure...

He just kept staring vacantly. Like there was nothing home behind the empty eyes that were barely reflected in the broken glass. He was... Satisfied, in some fashion. Because othewrise he wouldn't be laying there. He'd be running and trying to escape from his own issues. Had he come to terms with them? Or had he fallen completely under her sway...

The masked girl leapt down from her vantage point and grabbed Shuu by the throat, dragging him towards the shelf where he kept all his figurines. But unlike every other time where she tried to assault him, the dolls did not come to life. They weren't going to torment somebody that had either gone completely off the wrong end, or had recovered from their addiction.

Shuu just looked up at the masked pink-haired girl. He really did like how she looked. It reminded him of something. No, it was probably just his imagination. because while he recognized the naked and masked beauty, he did not recognize her as anything except for the one that had continued his torture over and over and over.

As her mask slowly fell off and bounced against his chest, he looked upon her face and a warm, familiar feeling washed over him. Ah, he remembered her. Of course. But he didn't deserve her. He totally understood that now. That was why they had tried to do all of this. That was why they had locked him into this endlessly repeating cycle. So that he could understand exactly what he needed to do. The only possible thing that somebody like him, who had fallen off the deep end, could muster up the will to do.

The former masked doppelganger slowly opened her mouth as some sickly white liquid started to pour out. Almost like she was vomiting on the boy that she had ensnared. But what ended up surprising her and making her honestly lose control over the situation was how Shuu suddenly reached out and pulled her close to him. Because she hadn't bothered trying to pin him down like she usually did, she was left vulnerable.

And what did he do with her in his arms? Simple. He pressed his lips up against hers. Letting that disgusting liquid pour down his throat as it kept leaving her throat. Normally, it was what would end up bringing him into a situation he could fight against but always end up losing. The fact that he was going straight for it this time around represented something else...

He was accepting his addiction. He was accepting this situatiion that she had pulled him into. And once he pulled back for but a moment as the flow of her disgusting liquid came to an end, the liquid drooling down the edges of his surprisingly blissful smile, she couldn't help but smile a bit as well.

As his grip grew lax, it was her turn to wrap around him, planting another kiss on his lips to trigger the true effects of what he had swallowed. As the world gradually started to warp in front of his eyes. Gone was the room that kept tugging away at his heart. Gone was the bed that he had been wasting away on. All that he could now see were the pulsating colors that made him think of that wonderful video. The same video containing all those pretty and horny girls that he had grown addicted to.

Shuu didn't say a thing, just letting the last bits of that strange substance roll down his throat as he watched the environment around him shifting bit by bit. Seeing all these familiar colors, and the equally familiar beat filling his head... It made his blissful smile grow bigger and bigger. Had he managed to... Had he managed to enter the video? Was he now a part of it? It would be an amazing experience if he had. Then he could forget everything about the world at large...

As the music kept pumping through his head, and the pink-haired girl let go of him and stood up once more, he started noticing silhouettes emerging around him. Silhouettes of the same dancing girls that he had grown so addicted to. The turqouise-haired beauties that showed off their beautiful bodies and their erotic curves. All giggling down at him, waiting for him to do something as they slowly swayed their bodies left and right while having their hands behind their heads.

A simple glance towards the pink-haired girl revealed that she had put her mask once more. And now she was sitting on a throne, much like she did whenever he watched the video. Those many eyes in her mask were all open. Each of them peering down at him, as if they were telling him to do something.

Shuu slowly but surely got up onto his feet, his body moving to the beat of the music around him. All while the softest giggle started to leave his lips as well. There was something about this beat. Something about this world around him... It was pushing him bit by bit. And while he didn't consciously understand what it wanted him to do, his body and his subconscious certainly did.

Just like the girls around him, he stared to sway his body back and forth. With every sway that matched the beat perfectly, his body started to grow warmer and warmer. Encouraging him to keep the routine up. Encouraging him to be just like them. Letting his body do the talking, just like their bodies had talked to him.

Of course he had fallen so far that he didn't even notice how his clothes were shifting. From the same casual outfit that had grown so sweaty and so tight over the long period of time he had been trapped in all of this, into the same kind of simple pink dress that showed off just enough of his body. Even down below there were changes, whether it was his boxers turning into the familiar pair of blue and white tstriped panties, while a set of stockings clung to his thighs...

Bounce. Bounce. His body was bouncing. Or was it truly his any longer? Those breasts that had started to fill out his dress, and the strange lack of pressure down below... Just looking at himself for a brief moment, something that was practically impossible due to how much all of this dancing was riling him up, would make it seem like he had always been feminine. If not an outright girl.

The transformation that had started came to a quick end as his hair suddenly grew out from being scruffy and black and short to long and straight and turquoise just like all the other girls. Because... Because that's what she was. She was just another one of the many girls that worshipped and obeyed the masked girl that had given them their form.

She forgot all about her name as she kept dancing, giggling as she turned her attention towards the masked girl sitting in that chair. Joining all of the other identical girls as they slowly started to squat down, their dresses turning into little more than chains connecting their breasts and their pussies as they let their leader enjoy it all..!

This was the fate of anybody that ended up truly addicted and ended up taking the easy way out. The escapism of joining with the one that had broken him down and worn away at his will to resist led him to becoming just another girl amongst the crowd of horny copies. And just like they had seduced him, he would help seduce somebody else that was on the verge of falling.

Shuu was quietly forgotten, as the video started to make its way through the net again. All until somebody just like him would watch it... And end up just like him, a slave to his own addictions.

The thought of making a boy fall made the new girl tremble, as she eagerly awaited the chance to dance and show herself off much much more.