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“Akari, do not fret. It will be over in a moment.”
He turns to you again and swings the pendulum in front of your face once more.
“Yui...Akari is your twin sister.”
“Huh? Akari is mom,” you say, the tiniest bit unsure.
“You stop right now! No more change!” Wails Akari.
“Yui...Akari is your twin sister.”
“Akari...is twin sister?” You ask. She was your mother, wasn’t she? She had to be, but why do you have some memories of a twin...named Akari?
“Yes. You two are twin sisters.”
“But Akari...mom...” you whisper, clinging to the memories of your beloved mother as they pop like bubbles. Oh, how your head hurts! Akari stumbles backwards from her head pain, her body beginning to lose some of its age in the process...
“You are twin sisters with Akari.”
“Akari...twin sister...right?” You ask, needing confirmation. It was becoming clearer that you grew up with a twin sister. Your mother wasn’t named Akari...at least you don’t think she was.
“Yes. Yes she is.”
“Mhmmm...Akari twin...” you murmur. The memories become clearer as Akari cries as she gets younger and her body is now more or less a clone of yours, with the same eyes and skin and face, save for her undyed hair.
“Actually... you are fraternal twins with Akari.”
“Me fra-fra...Um...”
“It means not identical.”
“Akari and me not identical...” you say back, more memories forming in your head. You knew Akari looked a little different. As you visualize your sister, Akari’s body takes on a few variations from your own, now being taller, with longer hair and a longer face and larger hips and breasts. You were always jealous of her figure a little; you knew that much. Regardless, you two were were also...best friends. You had the same personality, more or less, but Akari was smarter and a lot more promiscuous. All the while, any memory of Akari as your mother was gone. You had a mother, named Mia.
“Akari is your twin sister.”
“Akari...is twin sister!” You shout, knowing it to be true.
“Akari is wearing similar clothes to you.”
“Akari wear similar clothes,” you repeat in your broken English, Akari now wearing a very similar outfit down to the makeup.
“And Akari has no memories of being your mother.”
“Huh? Akari no remember being mother?” You ask. “But she-”
“Is your sister?”
“Yes yes!” You say loudly, the affirmation squashing the last remnants of Stephanie left in your sister’s brain.
Satisfied, Kurt releases you from trance and looks at his newest, hot Asian creation.
He turns to you again and swings the pendulum in front of your face once more.
“Yui...Akari is your twin sister.”
“Huh? Akari is mom,” you say, the tiniest bit unsure.
“You stop right now! No more change!” Wails Akari.
“Yui...Akari is your twin sister.”
“Akari...is twin sister?” You ask. She was your mother, wasn’t she? She had to be, but why do you have some memories of a twin...named Akari?
“Yes. You two are twin sisters.”
“But Akari...mom...” you whisper, clinging to the memories of your beloved mother as they pop like bubbles. Oh, how your head hurts! Akari stumbles backwards from her head pain, her body beginning to lose some of its age in the process...
“You are twin sisters with Akari.”
“Akari...twin sister...right?” You ask, needing confirmation. It was becoming clearer that you grew up with a twin sister. Your mother wasn’t named Akari...at least you don’t think she was.
“Yes. Yes she is.”
“Mhmmm...Akari twin...” you murmur. The memories become clearer as Akari cries as she gets younger and her body is now more or less a clone of yours, with the same eyes and skin and face, save for her undyed hair.
“Actually... you are fraternal twins with Akari.”
“Me fra-fra...Um...”
“It means not identical.”
“Akari and me not identical...” you say back, more memories forming in your head. You knew Akari looked a little different. As you visualize your sister, Akari’s body takes on a few variations from your own, now being taller, with longer hair and a longer face and larger hips and breasts. You were always jealous of her figure a little; you knew that much. Regardless, you two were were also...best friends. You had the same personality, more or less, but Akari was smarter and a lot more promiscuous. All the while, any memory of Akari as your mother was gone. You had a mother, named Mia.
“Akari is your twin sister.”
“Akari...is twin sister!” You shout, knowing it to be true.
“Akari is wearing similar clothes to you.”
“Akari wear similar clothes,” you repeat in your broken English, Akari now wearing a very similar outfit down to the makeup.
“And Akari has no memories of being your mother.”
“Huh? Akari no remember being mother?” You ask. “But she-”
“Is your sister?”
“Yes yes!” You say loudly, the affirmation squashing the last remnants of Stephanie left in your sister’s brain.
Satisfied, Kurt releases you from trance and looks at his newest, hot Asian creation.
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