After hours of being unconscious, Adam and Drake both awake at the same time. Neither of them had no idea where they were, and why they were there in the first place. Oblivious to the other being there, each of them tried getting off of the bed on their side. They are immediately tugged back together when they tried moving in opposite directions.
"What the fuck..." Adam and Drake spoke in unison, which alerted them to each other's presence. They turned their heads inward and looked at each other. "What the fuck are you doing so close to me, Drake? What are you, gay?" Adam angrily questioned Drake. "I could ask you the same question, you faggot!" Drake responsed just as harshly.
They tried to move away from each other, but to no avail. It was like they were stuck in place. Both of them looked down to see what was wrong with what they thought were their separate bodies. But, they both grew wide-eyed when they saw that there was just one body between them. They looked at each other's necks, and saw both of their heads attached to this single body.
Both of them immediately screamed as they tried to pull away from each other. They tugged their body left and right as they tried to distance themselves as much as possible. "What the fuck are you doing on my body?" Drake yelled right into Adam's face as he tugged their body to the right. "Your body? Don't you mean my body? You're the intruder here, not me!" Adam retaliated right back in Drake's face as he tugged their body to the left.
They began to push and punch on each other's faces as they fought an internal tug of war with one another. They fell off the bed, and rolled around on the ground as they fought for which direction to go in. 'This Fight went on for several minutes until they began to have problems breathing. They shared lungs now, and their breathing was out of sync, causing them to only get quick, short breaths.
"Hey, you idiot, quit making us breathe so fast, were going to suffocate!" Adam yelled at Drake. "How am I the one doing that? You have the same lungs as I do obviously, so it's your fault too!" Drake retorted.
They were forced to stop fighitng with each other so that they could finally breathe in sync correctly. A few of their breaths here and there would be out of sync, which is not surprising because it would take them a lot of practice to stay in perfect sync.
After finally realizing that they wouldnt be able to get away from each other, Adam and Drake looked away in opposite directions as they laid on the floor, refusing to even look at or speak to one another.
This would go on for a whole two hours before this strategy eventually failed. The felons began to feel cramping in the lower part of their stomach, signifying that they needed to use the bathroom.
Drake was the one to speak up about it, as he couldn't hold it any longer. "Yo, I gotta take a leak man. Help me get up so I can go to the bathroom." Drake lifted his side of their shared torso, but he couldnt get far as Adam's side didn't respond to the movement.
Drake glared at Adam, who was still looking in the other direction. "Hey dumbass, lets go before I pee in our pants!" Drake poked Adam's face. Adam slapped it away before glaring back at Drake. "Ugh, fine. I have to take a leak too, anyways." Adam responded.
Finally, with Adam's help, Drake was able to lift their shares torso up into a sitting position. After some arguing, they were able to slowly stand up. They wobble around a little bit as they were still not used to having to rely on each other for balance. Drake slowly lifted his foot and stepped forward. Adam responded with his own foot, and slowly stepped forward with it.
With some surprisingly good teamwork, they were able to slowly shuffle their way to the bathroom. They stopped in front of the toilet before looking at each other. They tried to undo the button on their jeans, but found it hard to coordinate their fingers to do this. After fumbling around with the button, they were finally able to undo the button. They used their hands to pull down the jeans down to around their ankles.
They were wearing boxers, which was split into a green color on Drake's side, and Red on Adam's side. As they placed their hands on their respective sides of the boxers, they slowly pulled them down, but abruptly stopped at where their groin would be.
Both Adam and Drake gasped as they both stared down at their groin. "Well isn't that just fucking great!" Drake spoke in an annoyed, angry tone. "Not only do we share a body, but we also have to share a dick?" Adam shared Drake's anger as he also discovered that there was just a single dick between them to share.
The right half of the sick was Drake's, and the left was Adam's. It was simply opposite halves of their own dicks fused into one. They glared at each other, confused on what to do. After a few seconds, they eventually...
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