Soma had decided to cook a nice meal for dinner. He and Sophia would often go out to eat since they had the money to, yet not much time due to their studies. However, Soma had Mondays free this semester, and since he had no homework due and had just had his first exams last week, he had no obligations to take care of at the moment.

He enjoyed cooking. He had taken somewhat of an interest in it as a kid, and while he never thought of himself as a good cook - he was pretty insecure about his cooking prowess - he had developed some basic skills from doing it a lot over the years. And, Sophia was an absolute mess, since she had only eaten microwave food, eaten out, or had someone else prepare food for her. Her overenthusiasm for most things in life - especially related to her boyfriend - had made her even a bit of a hazard in the kitchen, which led to a ban from helping out for the time being, with the promise that Soma would teach her some basic safety and cooking tips soon.

“Pneum, dinner’s almost ready!” he called to her.

Sophia was watching TV; Soma couldn’t tell what was on, nor did he care. He wasn’t much of a fan of television to begin with. The kitchen, the living room and the entrance area were all basically the same room, so Soma didn’t really have to talk loud to get her attention.

“Alright, dear!” she responded. “This is almost over, just another minute or two. I’ll come over there soon.”

Soma had made lentil curry for dinner. It had taken the better part of an hour to make, but he was mostly pleased with the results. Curries were generally some of Sophia’s favorite foods, so they would often get them from various places for special occasions, but Soma wanted to try making one for once.

Sure enough, a minute or so later, Sophia’s show ended, and she turned off the TV. Soma had just finished a little bit ago and was placing the bowls of food down at their normal sitting spots when Sophia walked over.

“It smells wonderful, dear!” Sophia complimented him.

“Ah! Thanks. I hope you like it. I’ve never made this before, so it’ll be something new, I guess. Hopefully it turned out fine.”

“Pfft, it’ll be totally fine. Great, even.”

They pulled their chairs out and sat down to enjoy their food. Soma’s face dropped after he tasted the final product.

“Mmh, yeah, ‘s good.” Sophia told him after her first bite. “Really good, actually. Good job. It’s wonderful.”

“Hmm. That’s a bunch of compliments. It’s alright, I suppose. Not the worst.”

“Oh come on! It. Is. Good. Admit it!”

“Ehh, it’s fine. Not particularly great. But if you like it, then it’s good enough, I guess.”

“For fuck’s sake. I don’t get why you can’t take pride in yourself sometimes.”

“Like, I’m not saying it’s bad or anything. I like it fine, I suppose. It’s just not up to my expectations.”

“Listen, dear. Say it’s good. Then we can move on.”

“It’s good enough. You like it, so it’s fine. Happy?”

“Enough?”

She sat there a little stumped. It was clear neither of them was irritated or angry at the other, it was just clearly Soma being a little insecure, and her attempting to help him feel better. Suddenly her face lit up, and she began to scoot her chair out.

“What’re you doing?” Soma asked her, confused. “I thought you liked it.”

“You’ll see! And yes, I love it, dear.”

Sophia walked into their bedroom for a few minutes, as Soma stewed in his confusion. As he waited, he ate a little bit more and decided that he was being a little harsh on himself. He started to worry that Sophia’s food might be cold by the time she comes out, but that worry was quickly assuaged, only to quickly be replaced by another one.

Another Soma walked out of their bedroom, mostly naked except for some gym shorts (and presumably underwear underneath - or at least, Soma hoped so).

“H-hhwhat? Why?” Soma was completely baffled by Sophia’s decision.

“Well. I was thinking, and I thought ‘Hmm, how can I get him to appreciate himself and his achievements?’ And then my brain lit up! Be him, and complement the shit out of him, so it’s like he’s giving himself positive self-talk!”

“Uhh… you sure about this?”

“Well, if it doesn’t work, at least it’ll be fun!”

SophSoma went back to the table and sat down at his normal spot.

“Mmm-mmm! This stuff’s really good!” he said, taking a big, sloppy spoonful. “I’m so~ glad I made this!”

“C-can we please not be doing this now, Soph?” Soma said back, clearly embarrassed.

Soph ate another big bite. “No! This is important! I’m not stopping until you feel good about yourself!”

“Ugh, fine.” He began eating again, after a short pause. “Mm. This stuff’s really… good, yeah?” he said hollowly, clearly lacking enthusiasm.

“There you go! More enthusiasm, though.”

“Seriously, it’s totally fine.”

“Ok, really? Listen, repeat after me: It.”

“It.”

“Is.”

“Is.”

“Wonderful.”

“Wonderful.”

“It is wonderful.”

“It’s wonderful. Can we be done now?”

“Okay, fine. Just sit there, you don’t have to do anything. I’ll keep saying super positive things about it and you, and you just absorb them, alright?”

“Fine.”

They ate the rest of their food. Soma remained silent the whole time, fully mortified that his girlfriend was doing this to him. At the same time, he did appreciate that she cared this much about him to try doing something like this to make him more self-confident; he just wasn’t sure it’d work all that well.

SophSoma tried his best to compliment the everloving fuck out of Soma. Various things he said were: “I really like this, I’m glad I put the time into making a really good meal for me and my lovely girlfriend,” and “Ugh, I’m just such a good cook, y’know,” and “Y’know, I feel really fulfilled by and successful in the various things I choose to do.”

Soma’s mood was slowly getting raised by this, although not through any actual compliments getting to him - he found them rather cheesy and overdone. He felt the genuine love and passion his girlfriend was putting into making him feel better, even if he didn’t really feel all that bad in the first place.

“Listen, listen, Sophia.” He stopped him mid-sentence. “Thank you. Seriously. Your compliments didn’t really do much, to be honest, but I’m glad you’re doing this to me. It makes me feel loved, and that’s pretty good for now.”

“So you’ll say it’s good?”

“It’s great.” He said, with only a slight tinge of annoyance.

“Ya~y!”

“Can I clean up now?”

“Did you just say it’s great so you can leave?”

“No, no. Like, I mean it, it’s good. I just want to clean all of this up. I’ve been done for a little while. I know you got seconds. I dunno, it was nice of you, but were you really that hungry?”

“Mm, I’m not sure. I’m a little full, to be honest.”

“Well, anyway, let’s clean up. Can’t have dirty dishes everywhere.”

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After they cleaned up they decided to just chill out and do some stuff. Not much in particular, just be on their phones on their couch together. About an hour in, Soph looked up:

“Hey.”

“‘Sup?”

“Y’ ever thought about fucking yourself?”

“I mean, yeah. That was like, the first thing we did when you introduced these things.”

“No, no. Like, selfcest stuff.”

“Oh? Uhh, not really?”

“Now that I’ve brought it up, would you like to?”

“Uhh… I’m not busy. If you want to, I’m up for it.”

“Yeh! Let’s do it! C’mon!”

He jumped up from the couch, yanking Soma off of it.

They entered the bedroom, and Soph got out of his clothes in basically no time at all - an easy feat considering he was barely wearing any to begin with. Soma began to take off his clothes, too, although not with as much speed or excitement. Sure, sex was fun, and he was excited about it, too, but this was mostly Sophia’s idea, and so she took the lead this time - and most other times, really.

As Soma was taking off his clothes, he looked at his doppelgänger and noticed a slight difference:

“I-is your dick bigger than mine?” He inquired, already sure that it was.

“Yeah! I thought it’d be fun!”

“Did you have this planned the whole time?”

“Maybe…”

“Oh goddamn it. That might be a little too big.”

“Come on, I’ve railed you with far worse than this. Plus, you like getting stuff up your ass.”

“I mean, yeah, you’re not wrong, but I’m still a little hesitant. And I had flexible skins on for those bigger dicks.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it, it’ll feel great. I’ve rarely fucked you in the ass as a guy anyway. You’ll have your prostate stimulated this time; I’m sure that’ll feel even better than normal.”

“Okay, fine, alright. But I get to fuck you as yourself after, deal?”

“Deal.”

Soma removed the rest of his shirt and pants, leaving him fully naked. SophSoma looked him up and down, clearly turned on from seeing him nude.

“Well, I’m glad that after this time, with all of the different people we’ve been, you still like seeing me as I am, Soph.” Soma told him.

“Well, yeah, you’re the person that I fell in love with, not any of those other identities.” He responded.

Soph grabbed Soma’s hand and led him to the bed, a smile on his face.

“God, I can’t fuckin’ wait, this is so~ kinky. I’m really looking forward to dicking you down hard as yourself, dear.”

“I hope so, since it was your idea in the first place. Just, start out gentle, alright?”

As they laid down on the bed, Soph began to pump up his dick, getting it slick with an excessive amount of pre-cum.

“Don’t you need lube?”

“Nah, the suit should do a good enough job at that.”

“Alright, I hope you’re right. I don’t want it to burn.”

“Don’t worry about it, it’ll be fine.”

SophSoma teased the outside of Soma’s asshole, stimulating it and leaving him in anticipation of when he’ll get penetrated. Soph, with one of his hands, reached around and began to jerk off Soma. Soma’s breath caught from the stimulation, then he shuddered as Soph slowly inserted his girthy penis into his asshole.

He took it gentle at first, moving his hips back and forth slowly as he also slowly moved his hand up and down Soma’s length. Often they would just get right into it, but building up the pace was nice, especially since it was Soma’s real body, which wasn’t as durable as a skinsuit.

“Nnnnh…” Soma released some small moans, more feminine in nature due to frequently being girls.

Meanwhile, Soph was breathing heavily as he picked up the pace. The slickness of his dick caused it to slide in and out smoothly, and the warm, tight walls of Soma’s insides felt wonderful.

“Aaaaaahn!” Soma’s moans grew louder as he neared climax from the stimulation of his cock and prostate together. “You weren’t… nnh… kidding… about the… aaaanh… prostate stuff…”

“Hhhhhhhhn…” Soph was getting louder, too. “I’m getting close… hhhhhhhn… to cumming…”

“Me, too… I’m gonna cum like... ah! Right now...”

“Hold it for another second, then… ah! It’s coming!”

They ejaculated together. Soma felt his ass fill with warmth and sticky goo as he came a lot himself, soiling the sheets and clamping his asshole down best he could on Soph’s giant dick.

“Hhhhhhhhn…”

Soma lay there, shaking and moaning from his intense orgasm while his twin wrapped his arms around him, pulling out in the process.

“That was wonderful, dear.”

He kissed the original Soma on the back of his neck and waited for him to recover from cumming so hard.

When Soma began to regain his senses, Soph began to speak softly to him.

“I know that was great, but I still have a promise to fulfill. Are you up to it now?”

“Ah! Yeah, I suppose so. That’d be nice. Just… wait a bit, alright? I want to lie here for a bit. It feels nice.”

Soph cuddled up against him as he lay there, it wasn’t as nice without a soft girl or two involved, but it was still comfortable. He looked at Soma’s face, still wearing the remnants of pleasure on it.

Probably five or ten minutes passed before Soma sat up, with Soph shortly following. He yawned and stretched out a bit before asking Soph:

“So, Pneum, how about you get out of that, and I get in you so we can have some more fun, yeah?”

“Of course!”

Soph jumped up from the bed and began stretching his mouth as bubblegum pink hair began to appear from his maw. Soma slowly got up, too, and moved over to their closet, where Sophia’s skin resided in a special spot at the front. He took it down, a sweet smile on his face as he just looked at it for a second. Then, he entered it, happy to be her again.

Sophia was done getting out of Soma, his limp skin hanging in her hands as she put his skin in the closet next to the original one of him. They had multiple of each other, with slight variations in their appearance. Mostly sex attributes, really, but there were also some that made their bodies and faces a little more attractive, although there really wasn’t much they could improve.

Soma had finished getting into Sophia’s skin, and so now there were two of her.

“Lookin’ great, sis!” Sophia called to her.

“Well, yeah, you always look fantastic.”

Sophia blushed, still flattered, even though he complimented her often.

“I…Thanks.”

“Well, it’s true.”

“Yeah, I know, but it’s nice, and a little odd, to hear myself say it.”

“So, shall we get started?”

“Of course. Yeah!”

“Do you want me to eat you out? Or, how about we sixty-nine?”

“Hell yeah! Sixty-nining sounds good!”

They laid down on the bed for the second time that evening, this time laying down in opposite directions. It worked well, really, since they were the same height. They went at each other, albeit with different techniques.

Sophia went in right away, leaving no time for foreplay. Pneuma recoiled a little in surprise before starting hesitantly - despite her experience - using her tongue to tease Sophia’s labial area and slowly moving up to her clit. She softly and slowly licked around her clitoris, taking her time and trying her best to make it somewhat sensual. Sophia took a more aggressive approach. She had probably more experience than Soma, due to his insistence on being a girl almost every time they fucked.

They began to moan together, filling the room with sounds of multiple Sophias squeaking in pleasure, while also trying to stimulate each other.

The squeaking turned to longer moans as they became more and more stimulated. Pneuma had built her speed and intensity up to the same levels as Sophia, and now they were just going at each other, trying to please the other them as best as possible.

It took longer to reach a near-climax point than when they were both Soma, just due to the nature of being girls, but eventually they got there.

Pneuma started to shake and pull away first, but Sophia pulled her back into her face with her arms to finish her off, soon finding herself shaking as well.

“A-a-aaaaaah!”

Pneuma’s toes curled and her body tightened up as she came; yet she couldn’t stop, Sophia hadn’t cum yet. While Pneuma had pulled away in pleasure, Sophia had the opposite reaction, pushing into Pneuma as she got closer to orgasm. She came only a few seconds after her, and so they each let go as they both came together.

They were a loud couple, surely. Both were breathing hard and moaning their lungs out with the remaining air inside. Even after they were done cumming, they just sat there, basking in what they had just experienced. Pneuma eventually turned around, facing Sophia as her head rested on a pillow. They stared at each other, just smiling for a moment before they both blurted out:

“I love you!”

They pulled each other in as they began to kiss again and again, which quickly turned into full-on making out.

This went on for a good few minutes as they just enjoyed the love of each other, before they stopped to get some full breaths.

Breathing fast and deep, they moved to lay on their backs, breathing hard as they just talked.

“So…” Pneuma started.

“Yeah?”

“That was really nice, Soph. I’m glad you thought of this.”

“Well, it was partially your idea, y’know; I just wanted to be you, dear.”

“Well, I suppose so, yeah.”

“Still, it was great. Honestly, I’d love to do this again.”

“I’d be down for it.”

“Wonderful.”

They sat there for a minute before Pneuma piped up again:

“So… uhh… I’m kinda really tired, actually.”

“Me too. I’m exhausted.”

“I mean, it’s a little early, but how do you feel calling it a night?”

“I mean, yeah. Sure. It’s always nice falling asleep by your side, dear. I really do love you.”

“I love you too, Soph.”

They moved back onto their sides and hugged, falling asleep in each other’s embrace.

It had been a nice evening; one that each of them had really enjoyed. They were a bit surprised that they had never thought of this before, but it wouldn’t be the last time they enjoyed doing it.