A/N: So I been thinking that since I'm almost to 50 chapters. It's starting to get hard to keep track of all the characters I've used. So I took the time to write down every character pairing I have...not here. I've done it on a separate sheet irl. I did this so in the future, I can keep track of what character names I've used and prevent using them twice for a different chapter. For now, let's talk about the Doppelganger.
I find it sad how the Doppelganger has to spend a majority of her time pretending to be someone she's not. All just so she can get a husband. If it were me, I'd just want her to be herself. I know that's a cheesy sentiment, but it's true. I'd totally love her for her, I mean she looks hella cute, who wouldn't love her?
And since this is a Mamono pretending to be a woman she isn't. This takes place in a modern setting. I think we all know where this is going. That's right, online dating. I'm not a huge fan of online dating, call me old fashioned, but I prefer meeting people face to face. Which is ironic, given that I'm more of an introvert. But at least in real life people aren't hiding behind a screen name and a fake picture of a model. But again, maybe that's just me.
Chapter 49
The internet, a effective tool for modern times. It seems to make everything better for everyone, or at the very least more convenient for everyone. I myself, Vincent Riley hadn't used it for much. Aside from online shopping, but that's about it. A friend of mine told me that I could also use it for online dating.
Well, I'm kinda in the market for for a girlfriend so what the hell? I signed up on the first site I found and started perusing for a decent woman. While many of the ladies were beautiful they didn't interest me much. That was until I found one that caught my interest. Her screen name was Stuck_in_shadows16 and she didn't have a profile picture.
But going through her bio I found that she had a lot of the same interests as me. She liked reading, small animals and hated dishonesty. She said that a prefect day for her was being wrapped in the arms of her man while it's raining outside. I felt a connection with her and decided to speak to her.
At first I didn't get a response, but eventually we started talking to each other. Her name was Sydney Morningside and from what I got from her was that she was a nice person, charming, and pretty funny at times.
We spent several minutes to hours talking. We talked about how we were doing, our interests, our hobbies. For starters, I told I wanted to be a writer and since she liked to reading I thought that see might like that. We also got into arguments, they were civil, but they could last a while. But it got to the point where I wanted to see her, since she never sent me any pictures of herself.
Whenever I asked about what see looked like she'd be evasive about it. Saying something along the lines of that she's not particularly pretty. I told her told her that she was crazy and that she was probably gorgeous. Then she asked what I thought she would look like. Now I thought this was odd, but I played along.
I speculated that in my mind she probably had long dark red hair, deep blue eyes like the ocean, fair skin, and a nice curvy body. After that conversation ended, she sent me a photo of herself and apologized for the quality. But she looked exactly like I said she did. Red hair, fair skin, great body, and ocean blue eyes.
I was surprised, but I was also skeptically. There was no way she looked like that. So I looked up a series of photos of women with her description and none of them matched. Granted some were pretty close, but none of them looked like her. One of the issues I have with the internet is how often you hear about people getting swindled by others. I guess I shouldn't have doubted Sydney, after all she liked honesty in people.
I figured since I had a face and words to put to it I wanted a voice now, so I asked her out on a date. Since we lived in the same city together finding a place wasn't too difficult. The problem with this was Sydney. Much like her identity she was evasive about going on a date. We've been talking for about a month so I think meeting in person was a good idea. But she agreed to go out and I thrilled, but I was also concerned about how elusive she's been. She sent me the address of house and I was excited to see her.
I got to her house and was both excited and nervous. I rang the bell, and Sydney answered the door. She was even more beautiful in person. She was dressed in a blue top and it didn't look like she was wearing a bra, and a pair of jeans.
"Vincent?" she asked, her voice rich and sultry.
"Yes, you must be Sydney. It's nice to finally meet you." I said.
"Would you like to come in?" she asked.
"Uh sure, you know when we were talking online I was getting concerned about you." I said as I entered.
"How so?" she asked.
"Well, given the fact that you look exactly like how I thought you looked and how evasive you've been. I thought maybe you were some dude trying to scam me or something." I said.
"Oh...no, I'm just a little self-conscious about my appearance." she said.
"How so? I mean look at you you're gorgeous. I'm sorry for repeating myself, but it's true." I said.
"Yeah...sure. So where are we going?" she asked.
"I know a little café we can go to." I suggested.
"Sure let's go." she said.
We went off to the café together and it was quite an enjoyable time. I talked most of the time while Sydney listened to me the whole time. I guess since we were talking for over a month we probably knew everything we need to know.
"Vincent can I ask you something, and I hope this doesn't come across as too forward. But since we've talked online for most of time how about we go back to my place for some fun?" she asked.
"What kind of fun?" I asked.
"I think you can imagination." she said with a lustful smile.
Sydney and I returned to her home making out on her couch. She lips were supple and her skin was soft. As much as I liked making out with her I wanted to move this to a more comfortable location.
"Hey, Sydney? If we're going to do what I think we're going to do, wouldn't it be better if we go to your bedroom?" I asked.
"Yeah, but you don't want to go in there. I have a mountain of laundry in there." she said.
"Still. I'd be much more comfortable doing it in there." I said getting out from under her.
"Wait, I just remembered that I had something else I had to do today. So maybe we can pick this up at another time." she said.
"Sydney I don't understand why you dragged back here for sex if you had something else to do." I said.
"It slipped my mind." she said looking frantic.
"Is there something you're not telling me?" I asked.
"What? No. I just need to do something." she said the sweat from her brow made it obvious that she was lying.
"I should at least check out your room, just to see what I'm missing." I said heading upstairs.
"Wait, don't!" she shouted.
Sydney was hiding something, while I have been honest with her I don't like the fact she's keeping secrets from me. I go to what I assumed was her room and opened the door. Inside was dark save for the glow of a laptop screen, sitting in front of it was a girl. She was wearing black sweatpants and a black hoodie. She had short black hair, pale skin, and much like Sydney blue eyes. What was even weirder was I don't remember Sydney talking about having siblings.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. Hey Sydney, I didn't know you had a sister!" I called down to her.
"She doesn't..." the girl said softly.
"Oh, are you her roommate?" I asked.
"N-no...I know this'll be hard to believe, but...there is no Sydney." she said.
"What? What are you talking about?" I asked.
"The Sydney you've been talking to doesn't exist. Never had. I'm actually Sydney." she said.
I was confused, what did she mean Sydney wasn't real? If she wasn't real, then who have I been talking too?
"I...I don't believe you." I said.
"Wait! I can prove it! Your parents are Frank and Gina. They've been married for almost thirty years. You had a dog named Sparky. And you told me that you wanted to be a writer." she said.
I was stunned, I told Sydney all of that. But I still had my doubts.
"If this is true then who's the woman I've been spending time with?" I asked.
"That was me...or rather that was your idea of what I am." she said moving to her bed.
"Can you explain?" I asked.
"I'm a Doppelganger, a very self-conscious one at that. We can create an illusion of the perfect woman. I...I was worried about you not thinking I was pretty enough that you wouldn't want to date me." she said tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Sydney, I didn't as to go out because I thought you were pretty. I wanted to go out with you because I wanted to meet you in person and get to know you. I wish you were honest with me from the start." I said.
"Do you...do you hate me?" she asked fearfully.
"No, I don't hate. But if you want our relationship to work then you have to be honest with me." I said wiping her tears.
"I know, I'm sorry." she said timidly.
"I just want to know. Was everything you said a lie?" I asked.
"No! Aside from my appearance I've been hohonest about everything, I swear!" she cried.
"Okay, okay. I just wanted to be sure. But did you also want to have sex with me?" I asked.
"Well...yeah. I mean, do girlfriends have sex with their boyfriends all the time?" she asked sheepishly.
"Maybe not all the time, but you sure you want too?" I asked.
"Yes, ever since I started talking to you I've thought of notnothing but having sex with you...wait! I didn't mean to make you think I'm a pervert! I'm...I'm not a pervert! Oh god this is embarrassing!" she cried covering her face.
"You know, I don't mind you having dirty thoughts about me. I can make them a reality if you want." I said getting closer to her.
"You can? I...I'd like that." she said.
With that I kissed her, she seemed surprised at first, but melted into our kiss. I laid down kissing her passionately. I felt her tongue timidly feel it's way inside my mouth and I warmly greeted it with my own. She gripped me tightly and moaned as our tongues danced with each other.
"That was my first kiss." she said as we parted it.
"What about your copy? Didn't you technically kiss me through her?" I asked.
"Yeah, but that wasn't a real kiss. I wanted to kiss you directly." she said.
"Well you are now, and I've got something even better for you." I said.
I unzipped her hoodie and opened it to a black top. I felt her breasts through her top, while not as big as the other Sydney's, they were perfect for me.
"Are my boobs okay? They aren't too small for you?" she asked timidly.
"No, they're just big enough. Soft, supple, warm." I said as I fondled them.
"I'm glad...it makes me mmm...happy that you're okay with them." she said.
"Of course, I don't want you to feel unhappy Sydney. I just want you to be yourself." I said.
"In that case, can I...can I see your p-penis?" she asked.
I smiled, I sat up and took off my shirt and pants exposing myself to her. Sydney's face was bright red as she cautiously touched my hard member.
"It's so...big!" she stammered as she touched it.
"It's because of you. I want to love you Sydney." I said.
"I'd...I'd love that. Okay, let's do it." she said.
I helped Sydney out of the rest of her clothes and we were both naked. Although Sydney covered herself with her hands.
"Come on Sydney. I showed my genitals, show me yours." I said.
"Okay." she said softly.
She removed her hands showing off her perky breasts, soft pink nipples, and her vagina which had a soft layer of pubic hair. I grabbed one of her breasts and sucked on her nipple. She cried out and placed her hands on my head. I then switched to the other nipple and got to work pleasuring that one as well. Her moans were music to my ears.
"Be gentle." she said as I laid her down.
"I will, don't worry." I said.
I slowly penetrated her taking great care not to cause any discomfort to her. Once inside her I slowly thrusted into her. She moaned softly as my member slid in and out of her. I pressed her tightly against my chest as I continued thrusting.
"Oh Vincent, I love you so much!" Sydney moaned.
"I love you too Sydney." I said and kissed her.
I rolled over allowing Sydney to be on and she started grinding her hips.
"Is this good? Am I doing good?" she asked.
"Yeah baby, you're doing so good! I'll be cumming in no time if you keep that up." I said.
She grinded her hips faster and kept thrusting into her, I shouldn't be the only one to cum. Sydney fell on top of me, staring into me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. I kissed her deeply and she pressed her body against mine. I could feel our nipples rub together and it was sending me over the edge.
"Sydney, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum so hard into your pussy!" I moaned.
"I'm going to cum too! Let's cum together! I want us to cum at the same time!" she cried.
We were slamming as hard as we could. My manhood twitched inside her and my balls felt so heavy. Sydney's vagina was gripping my shaft like vice, and I flooded her womb with my seed. At this point Sydney screamed and her whole body twitched as she rode out her orgasm.
Once our orgasms finished, we stared at each other panting and sweating until we kissed each other. Once we parted lips she nestled into my chest and I wrapped my arms around her.
"I love you Vincent." Sydney murmured.
"I love you too Sydney." I said kissing her forehead.
Sydney and I kept dating after that. Only this time she went out as herself. Whenever we want out she would cling to me, afraid that I might leave her. I would just wrap an arm around her and told her that I was afraid I might lose her. She told me that was silly since I would lose her. And I told her she was silly for thinking I'd leave her.
Eventually we moved in together and I couldn't be happier. I even fulfilled something that she wanted. Cuddling her on a rainy day. Yep, the internet truly is amazing.