They were identical twins. Beautiful, tall and both with the looks of a movie star. They both bore an uncanny resemblance to a television and film star. They both dyed their hair black and wore nose rings. They wore their nose rings on the left side of their nose. They were a temptation to men everywhere. They were thin, yet voluptuous. They were true freaks with their green eyes. Their beautiful green eyes. Like emeralds or sapphires, every time they looked at you, they would electrify the soul and create a spark that would enlighten the heart and set fire to your groin. They were a perfect mix of everything that men could desire. And they knew it.
They would go around town, catching buses and going about their business. Because they knew that men desired them, they played a game tempting them. They didn’t have to do anything. All they would do is smile at you and then they would knock you away. Knock you right off of your feet.
Identical twins, especially if they were female, were a curse to the plight and desires of men everywhere. To have them both at once, the idea rolled around in the wet dreams of men and boys alike. Many fathers would go mad if they had identical female twins because they knew this fact. And the girls, at knowing this, would play around with all of these desires and twist men, bend them to their will because of their fantasies.
Deep down beneath their beautiful green eyes. Lay demons. Only demons would attempt to twist men into desiring an incestuous relationship. It was true every man would think about it. Every man would want to do it. But who, by all accounts, would commit the act? Faithless men. Men who did not believe in the punishments of the higher planes.
Now the twins. The actual twins were actually somewhat innocent to the fact that they would not actually commit the act. What they would do is travel around the town and play a different game with one another. And that game was to find out who was the better one. Who was second best. Men would approach them. Men would approach them every single time in an attempt to lure them into a fantasy, in an attempt to make their wet daydreams come true.
When the men approached them, they would trap them into a conversation. Playing a game with them. Trying to pinpoint exactly which one of them was the ‘better one’. They kept score, kept a tally. They had a running tally. Each time a man would approach them, they would force them into a confrontation. That confrontation was that they had to choose which one of them was the better one.
They would trick men into asking for their phone numbers. Every time they ran into a man they would play this game with them. They would put the men on the spot. Asking the men to pick which one they liked more.
They met their match one day. They met a man who could not give a fuck. He knew what they were doing, he told them they were awesome, wished them a nice day and then went to continue on with his day.
They were, after all, the devil’s daughters and they played the role beautifully.