The doorbell rang and Ann Summers looked up from her breakfast. She’d been a bit late for her job this morning to she rushed through her morning routine at top speed. The 23-year old blonde had a face full of freckles, with a pair of blue eyes. Her cheeks were a rosy shade of red even though her face was somewhat thin. While she wasn’t by any means impressively shaped in her rear, her D-cup breasts definitely made up for it. Ann was wearing an office outfit existing of a pair of jeans, a blonde shirt split in the middle to show off and a dark blue jacket. She rummaged with her hair that was quite short for a woman, but she kept it in a sort of short bob-cut to keep it more businesslike.
“I wonder who that could be…I don’t think I ordered anything…” Ann got up from her chair, walking through her small kitchen to her front door. She straightened herself out and opened the door. “Good morning, how can I help you?”
Ann looked down at a goth teen, maybe 16 or so. She had several piercings in her lip, while her skin was unnaturally white to contrast with her black hair and clothing.
“You’re Ann Summers, right?” She said with a rather monotone voice. The Goth was definitly checking Ann out, unnerving her slightly
“Eh, yeah, that’s me.” She smiled, hoping to break the tension. “So who are you then?”
“You.” The Goth pulled out a pistol and shot Ann in the chest. Even before she could react Ann had collapsed to the ground in the form of an empty skinsuit dressed in Ann’s clothes.
Without skipping a beat the Goth stepped inside and closed the door behind her.
She lifted up the Ann skinsuit and carried it to the bedroom on the right. After closing the blinds the Goth began to get out of her stripperiffic black latex dress. The Goth herself was far less of a stunner, in fact, she was what you’d best describe as average. The latex slipped past her small breasts and down past her crotch to reveal her whole form. A few piercings here and there, and a tattoo which read SLUT across her belly.
“Okay, Ann. Now it’s your turn.” She easily separated the skinsuit from the office outfit, taking a few moments to examine Ann’s face a bit more closely. “Pretty girl…” With a big pull, Ann’s face separated from her hollow body. The goth wasted no time on lowering the Ann mask over her own face, making sure the masks ripped neck aligned with her own. “Oooh…” The rather dour monotone voice faded and was replaced with Summer’s warmer tone within the same moan. “Ann” waited for the mask to finish attaching itself to her body, checking herself out in the mirror.
“My name’s Ann Summers and I’m a huge slut.” “Ann” chuckled. “Enough playing around now, I’m on a schedule…” “Ann” sat down on “her” bed, brushing her own clothes aside as she began to open the decapitated skin by it’s neck. She pressed one of her legs inside, grabbing hold of the skinsuit as she pulled up the far end to make her leg slide into Ann’s. Ann moved her feet a bit to check if it had worked, before pulling the neckhole open as wide as she could. With one swift movement she slid herself inside. All sorts of warm and tingling sensations overtook her entire body as she made sure to align the suit’s genitals with her own. “This is always the best part…” In the mirror she could see the wrinkles and shapes inside her lower half quickly dissapear into perfection while the upper half of Ann’s body was crumpled together against the white chest of the Goth. The last part was easy, simply slipping her arms inside and using those arms to lift up the rest into place. Ann’s breasts covered the Goths and seconds after the skinsuit reached Ann’s neck it closed itself tight. Two perky breasts expanded forward into it’s full form “Yeah, that’s an excellent pair.”
Ann Summers in her naked glory sat on her own bed, fondling her own breasts. No one would know that she had been replaced, until it was too late. Ann took a moment to access the real Ann’s memories. A predatory smile appeared on her face as she reached down under the bed for a box that had been placed in the very back. She opened the unmarked gray box and gazed upon Ann’s small set of sex toys. A vibrator and a small device with two metal clamps that stimulated one’s nipples.
“Oh, how perverted of me.” Ann gazed into the mirror in front of her as she reached for the clamps, attaching them to her erect nipples. She looked around for anything that would…fit before deciding to settle on the wooden beam on that stuck out vertically on the side of her bed. Ann climbed up onto her bed with the vibrator and the nipple stimulator in one hand, before standing upright with the wooden pole just behind her. She kept looking at the mirror as she placed her ass just above the pole that must have at least been as 10 centimeters wide and 40 centimeters tall. Ann crouched down further, the pole now pressed inside her just a bit. Ann switched on both of the sex toys in her left hand, while swapping the vibrator to her right. She began to really go down on the pole feeling it fully penetrate her. The small shocks rocked her new nipples as her breasts freely bounced up and down with Ann’s feverish movements. Finally, she used the vibrator to penetrate her already thoroughly wet pussy, applying a ton of pressure on the vibrator as she completely slipped it inside while applying pressure down below to really keep it inside. Her insides and back moved and rocked with her every movement in the most unnatural way possible as she lowered herself onto the pole again and again. Ann could only moan, but sometimes she just smiled at the mirror, looking at the spectacle she had created. “You’re mine Ann, and I get to do with you whatever I want… I’m a huge slut, Ann Summers is a massive dirty slut!” Ann could only chuckle as she could feel the tension rise inside her entire body. “Ann Summers is going to cum on her own bed!” Ann finally came as she let herself fall down onto the wooden pole one last time to remain here as she squirted out the active vibrator with an unusually large stream of vaginal fluid that burst out of her. Ann screamed as hard as she could, as she continued to squirt all over her own bed. She rocked her body back and forth as the bedpole held her in place as much as it could. Finally she finished as she went slightly limp, letting her body just hang off the pole deeply shoved up her anus. “Okay, that should be enough for now…” Ann slowly moaned as she rose to her feet, the pole scratching and simulating her insides one last time. Once free Ann leaned forward to lap up some of the fluids off her own bed, occasionally looking the mirror to enjoy her humiliation of Ann…and of herself.
“Playtime’s over.” Ann picked up her clothes and sat on the side of the bed. “Black panties…nice.” Ann removed the nipple clamps from her body and began to dress herself. Panties, a bra to keep her new pair in place, the jeans, and finally the two-part office outfit. She got up, a warm smile on her face turning to a mean one. “Well Ann, it’s time to get to work before I’m too late.” Ann straightened out her short blonde hairs before applying a deep red lipstick to her lips. “Now that’s a killer look…”
Ann drove up to the company parking lot, on instinct (stolen instinct) parked her car in her own spot. The person that was currently inside Ann was just letting her daily routines play out normally. Enter with keycard, greet the guards, greet others, pick up some coffee, get in the elevator and finally sitting down at her own desk. Since her boss hadn’t showed up yet she continued on standby as she began to answer some e-mails and update her boss’s calender. She would have to wait until he actually shows up before the fun stuff could begin.
After a while she’d ran out of work for now. And that boredom meant that the girl inside Ann began to enjoy her body once again, in a subdued manner. Squeezing and rubbing her chest at the desk while also keeping a clear watch out if anyone was near. Gently she applied some pressure down below.
“Oh Ann…” she said to herself “your tits are so sensitive…and massive…”
Footsteps. In a blink Ann straightened herself, intensely looking at the screen in front of her. She smiled as she saw her target approach. Markus Creneth, the 20 year old heir to the Creneth fortune.
“Morning Ann!” Markus was quite tall but not exceedingly handsome. Slightly above average at best. Yet he walked with a confident strut and his smile was disarming. Even his brown eyes seemed to be shining brightly. His short brown hair seemed to shine quite a bit, and she wasn’t sure it was too much hair products or just by nature.
“Morning, sir!” Ann waved and smiled back. As soon as Markus’s back had turned the smile on Anns face turned sinister once again. She picked up a piece of paper and swung her purse around her shoulder as she followed him into his isolated office on the 17th floor.
Markus sat down behind his desk and eyed up his hot secretary that was approaching. Not too obvious, as he began starting up his computer. Ann gripped the paper tight as she stood behind the desk next to her boss.
“Oh…” She said as she dropped the paper in front of her. She bowed down to get it while her other hand gripped her jeans and panty and pulled them down, revealing her nude backside to her boss while positioning herself so that he could instantly take her.
Markus was silent for a second. “Is this what I think it is?”
“You’d better hurry up before I am done picking up this paper.” Ann teased, hoping he’d go for it.
“I’ve been waiting for this…” Markus immediately lowered his pants, kicking them off. “This is what I keep hoping for with every new secretary I get. You’re a keeper, Ann!”
“I just love to please..”
Markus pumped his erection a bit before sliding inside Ann’s ass. She moaned instantly, shivers going through her body. “Oh, yes, this is it!” Markus began to truly fuck her behind, his arms grasping around her ass. Ann moaned a bit louder, her hands grasping into the carpet. Her fake body easily adapted around Markus’ erection as every thrust seemed to reverb through her body. Markus slapped her ass, pushing her down deeper into the carpet. “He’s a real good fuck, he is…such a shame…”
“I always knew you were a bit slut Ann. I’ve seen you staring….what took you so long?”
“Seize the day and such…”
“I know what I’m seizing…” Markus continued to push Ann down, pushing with a flat hand on her back while his free hand delivered a series of slaps on Ann’s rear.
Markus could really feel it now…everything he wanted…a secretary that would truly deliver on all his desires. He’d no longer need to rub one off at work…
Markus came, and both of them moaned as one as Markus shot his full load into Ann’s behind. His movements slowed, and with a final slap he pulled out. He quickly zipped back up and fell back into his chair with a happy sigh. “Simply amazing..” He looked in surprise as Ann quickly pulled up her panty and jeans without bothering to deal with the slight dribble of cum that was leaking out from behind.
“Shouldn’t you clean that up?”
“No.” Ann got on her feet and rummaged in her purse. “I like it when it just…sloshes around in there.”
“Someone’s a damn dirty slut.”
“Besides, I’m not going to run around as Ann for much longer.” Ann pulled out the costume gun and aimed it at Markus
“Sorry, “boss”, but Ann’s been replaced, and so will you!”
“What the hell?” Markus looked at his secretary with confusion. “Are you yapping about?”
“Oh, let me show you…” With her free hand, Ann reached under her chin, pulling until the Ann mask ripped from her face. The Goth girl flashed another smug grin, this time with her true face.
“Raise your voice and I shoot.” The warmth had truly left her voice…and face.
“Who the hell are you?” Markus asked in anger, before it turned to desire. “And why is so god damn sexy to see a wrong face on Ann’s body. He examined the mask that “Ann” held in her hand.
“I’m here to replace you, and steal from you. Don’t worry, I’ll put you back after a few days and a lot of money lighter…” The Goth face on top of Ann’s body licked her lips.
“Wait, give me that thing!” Markus pointed at the mask.
The Goth raised an eyebrow. “Eh, you did fuck me correctly…” She tossed him the Ann mask, ready to shoot at any time. Markus grabbed the mask and touched it, feeling it just like human skin…just empty.
And then he instantly flung the mask straight at the Goth’s face, while leaping from his chair. In one movement Markus had grabbed “Ann’s” hand with the gun in it and spun it around, forcing Ann minus her face onto the ground. She dropped the costume gun and the smug smile on her face dissapeared the moment she noticed Markus had her on her knees with the tip of the costume gun against her head.
“Okay, bitch, I don’t know who you are, or what you are, but you’re going to answer me. GET UP!” Markus motioned upward with the costume gun as he let go of Ann’s hand. “Turn around and face me…”
The goth on top of Ann’s body couldn’t help but notice that Markus had quite a bulge down below, as if he found this whole thing highly erotic.
“So, answer my questions or I shoot.”
“You don’t even know what that gun does.”
“Tell me, then.”
The Goth seemed defiant until Markus fired the gun at an angle clearly meant to miss her. The ray hit a nearby chair and did nothing.
“Okay, some weak-ass laser gun.” Markus aimed back at The Goth.
“So it won’t matter if I shoot you with it, eh?”
“No!” The Goth merely glared. “It’s a costume gun. Turns anyone you shoot into a wearable costume.”
“…so you…you shot Ann? Are you wearing her right now?” The bulge down below seemed to grow just a bit more as Markus spoke those words.
“Yep.”
Markus used his free hand to scratch his hair. So many thoughts and ideas were running through his head.
“And you wanted to…shoot me and become me?”
“Yeah, dipshit.”
Another silence fell.
“So now what.” The goth barked.
“Bring Ann back. Stop pretending to be her, right now!”
Markus’s eyes flashed to the monitor on his right showing the security footage.
“Crap, I don’t have time for this.” He could see two people approaching his office, arriving in only 20 seconds. And here he was pointing a strange gun at the woman who was now impersonating his secretary minus the head of his secretary.
“Put the Ann back on, stand right next to my desk and be quiet.”
“You aren’t serious…” Markus fired another warning shot.
“Fine!” The Goth lifted the Ann mask up and over her head. With a quick movement the face crumpled and distorted into its place. With a look of utter fascination Markus saw the face and body merge and meld into one. Ann was back…but this time he knew just who was below the mask.
“You’re going to be Ann for a moment longer. And if you do anything I WILL shoot you! Understood?”
“Go fuck yourself.”
Markus glared as she sat down behind his desk, lowering the arm holding the gun below his desk, forever pointed at his secretary.
Moments later two men in matching suits came in. “Johnson, Green, what can I do for you today.” Markus used his free hand to wave, and Ann sheepishly joined in to try and mock Markus.
“We need you to sign off on this, please.”
“I’m rather busy today, just put it on my desk and let me sign it.
Ann giggled as she noticed that one of the businessmen was obviously checking her out.
The other man put down a few papers, laying them out wide. Markus reached for a bit but then pulled out a pen and signed it all.
“Now go, i’m very busy.”
‘Yes sir, have a nice day.”
“Bye Ann!”
“Bye mister Green!” Ann responded with a blow kiss that was quite out of character. As the door was closed behind them Markus continued his interrogation
“How do you do the voice?”
“It’s in the mask, stupid. It’s not just some recreation of a person, it is the person.” Ann built up a bit of courage to pull her business jacket and shirt open, flashing her boobs.
Markus’s eyes strayed for a moment, but then regained focus. “Using her body won’t help your case, liar.”
“You know you want to get some more of your sexy sexy secretary, don’t you?”
“You’re just here to steal from me. I’m not stupid, girl.”
Ann squeezed her breasts, rubbing in circles as her nipples pressed outwards as much as they could
“So…you can just pull off any part you want from her body? And it just…reattaches itself.
“Yes, you idiot. I am Ann, in every sense of the way. I have her memories, her thoughts, her subtle body langage, her subconcious…but I can shut it all down any moment I wish.”
“Pull off her breasts.”
“What?”
“Do it, remove her breasts now.”
“I’m just having fun.” She squeezed her own nipples and almost tried to suck on one when another warning shot grazed past her head.
“Fuck you.” With a big glare she tugged at both breasts until they came loose, revealing the far less impressive very pale looking breasts below it. She tried to throw it at Markus’s head, but he easily deflected it.
“Someone’s a feisty girl…” Markus lifted the empty chest skin off the ground, pushing it in his pocket without looking at what he was doing. “Now cover yourself.” Ann closed the buttons and did her best to straighten out her jacket even though it looked horribly ill fitting without big breasts to fill it.
“Now, we’re going somewhere, and if you run or make a noise I will chase you down and expose you for the freak you are!” Markus couldn’t help but notice that under the semi-crumpled blouse two dots pushed themselves forward. “She gets turned on by being dominated…something to keep in mind.” he thought
“And if you think you can beat me in a sprint in those shoes you’re sorely mistaken. Now, it would look real bad if I am threatening my own secretary with a gun as I leave the building. So, you’re going to walk in front of me and don’t look back.”
Markus put the gun in his pocket, making sure to keep a good distance.
“Move.”
“Asshole.”
“Thieving Bitch.”
Markus had gotten his driver to pick them up in his own limousine. Ann had been silent all the way, occasionally throwing death glares his way while he himself felt rather smug. He had her by the breasts, so to say. They both didn’t say much, mainly because Markus kept her at at least arms length and his hand was never far away from the costume gun.
“We’re here.” The car stopped and both of them got out. Ann couldn’t believe just how luxurious Markus’s mansion was. 4 floors high, really wide, with all sorts of pools and training grounds surrounding it.
“Thank you, Dirk. I’ll be in touch.”
The driver merely nodded as he drove off back to the garage.
“What are you going to do to me you prick?”
“I haven’t quite figured out yet… come on, move.”
Markus used the remote to open the metal gate in front of them to let them onto the property while Ann could only grumble. She should be him, rolling around and living in luxury doing absolutely nothing. Yet here she was, held hostage in the form of his secretary. The luxury in front of her, unattainable and certainly distant.
“Hello, Escorts Tonight? Yes, One please. Pretty Girl. Blonde. One evening. Price doesn’t matter. Hayhill 3.”
Markus pushed Ann inside as he pulled out a loose cable from one of his kitchen appliances. “At least give me my breasts back, this just looks wrong.” Ann motioned at her ill fitting chest. “Whatever.” Markus reached in his pocket to grab the loose skin that was missing from her chest and chuck it at her. Ann opened her blouse, pressed the skin onto the pale tiny breasts and waited for the holes to close and her breasts to fill up.
“Now ,lie down on the floor.” Ann shouted a few expletives but did comply. Markus quickly tied her hands behind her back before she could attempt anything more.
“Now sit and shut the fuck up. I need to think.” Markus sat down in a chair while Ann chose to just sit on the floor in defiance.
Some time later…
The doorbell rang, and Markus let the pretty girl in skimpy clothing onto the property. He headed to the door while still keeping a close eye on Ann on the ground.
“Hey, you ordered an escort for tonight? I’m Celeste.”
“Please come in.” Markus closed the door behind her and pulled the costume gun out. As Celeste entered the room she stared in surprise at the tied up Ann before she collapsed onto the ground in the shape of a skinsuit.
“Okay, show me how it works.” Markus untied Ann and quickly got out of arm’s length. He kicked over the escort’s skinsuit and pointed at it. “Do it then.”
Ann rubbed her wrists. “You do it!”
“I insist.”
Ann rolled her eyes as she picked up the escorts empty skin. You just think of a zipper as you touch the skin.” A zipper appeared on the escorts back. “Its just like wearing clothes really.” Ann opened the zipper and showed the empty back to Markus.
she put one first into the face to straighten it out a bit before slipping her head into the skinsuit. The form of Anns face could still be seen inside that of the blonde escort but it soon merged into one.
“As i said, the voice also changes when the mask is activated. Happy now, asshole?”
“Put it all on.” Markus unzipped his pants but kept them on, letting his erection free. the tip was deeply purple and was leaking pre cum.
Ann noticed it and began to turn the process into a private show. With two hands in her new skin she tugged at her own shoulders before letting one hand go down and massage one of the limp nipples. Another hand followed and she pulled both of her new breasts in to place while her nipples stretched along. As soon as her new breasts had settled she began teasing Markus with them.
“Go on!”
“Ann” sighed as she worked the rest of her body inside, the clothes scrubbing against the inside of the skinsuit causing all sorts of strange shapes to form underneath it. Ann pulled up the zipper and smiled at Markus “Ta-daa.”
Markus couldn’t resist it all and came on the floor, doing his best to squeeze as much out of himself as he could. Of course, he kept an eye out for “Ann” or rather the naked escort on the chair opposite him. Markus cleaned himself up and closed his zipper
“Are you happy with the free show, pervert?”
“Yeah…that was something else…” Markus kept the gun aimed at “Celeste” at all times
“So will she remember any of this? And Ann?”
“Not a thing. They wont even remember getting shot.”
“How long have you been doing this?” Celeste raised her hands, her breasts shaking along with the movement. “Years.”
“So, you spend years being other people, living their lives and stealing from them. AND!” Markus continued. “You’re a lonely freak l that gets turned on by being dominated.”
“What the hell are you on about.”
“You can be a perfect copy of my secretary, but you cant hide your own arousal about this whole thing!”
“Neither can you!.” Ann pointed at the cumstain on the floor.
“No…seeing you become that escort…was the hottest thing ive ever seen. Get out of that escort, i think Ann is prettier.
“I agree.” The escort pulled at her own neck until her face came loose. Ann flung the mask aside as she opened the zipper behind her From there it was as easy as stepping out. Ann Summers was back, her blouse a bit crumpled due to being compressed.
“Undress.”
“What, you want a blow-job too now?”
“Just do it.”
Ann ripped off her clothes in a wild uncaring fashion and put her legs and arms wide so Markus could see it all
“You are not getting away with this.” Ann could do little else to spite Markus.
“I want to offer you a deal.”
“I come here to steal from you and you want to hire me now? Please.”
“You get to be Ann for a while longer, doing her job and living her life…while spending your evenings here.”
“And what would i get out of that exactly?”
“A free stay, anything money can buy and you wont have to be lonely ever again.”
Ann was taken aback. “Thats too good to be true! Why would you do that for me?”
“Because ive never seen anything hotter then you becoming that escort. And because i really want to meet the person underneath the Ann mask. Who you really are…”
Ann doubted for a moment. “Deal.”
She removed her face once again revealing the piercing laden goth face.
“And what is your name, your real name?”
She smiled as she ripped off another mask, pale skin parting to reveal a redhead girl. She wasn’t pretty, a 5/10 at best but there was something cute about her freckles and fuzzy hair.
“I am Andrea Lencroft.”
Markus pocketed the costume gun, approaching her carefully as he tugged at her face. It didn’t budge or stretch. This really was her.
Markus leaned in for a quick kiss on her face.
“Pleasure to meet you Andrea. Now. I want you to go back to Ann and ill get someone to pick you up and bring you back to the office. You’re going back home to Anns place, and i will speak to you in the morning.”
“why not just drive me home?”
” i want to avoid giving any substance to the rumor that im fucking my own secretary.”
“Well you did…”
“That was you. Ann never would have done that.”
Markus shook his head. “And i don’t need my secretary asking questions about the day she cant remember in which she was last seen leaving the office with me. I need you as Ann until we figure some things out.”
Andrea nodded. “I see. And for playing her and “more”. I get to use your credit card and stay in this mansion?”
Markus nodded . “Just follow my orders and you’ll be fine.”
Markus handed Andrea a credit card. “Theres no limit on this one. Go out and get Ann a sexy black latex outfit and wear it to work tomorrow morning.” Markus handed Andrea both of the masks. She slipped the goth mask between her neck while putting on the Ann mask. The bump in her neck faded and Ann was whole once again.
Ann got dressed, and just as she wanted to leave Markus grabbed her by her blouse, holding her very close.
“Make no mistake. You work for me now. Do as I say and i can make anything you could possibly want for be delivered to you front door. But don’t step out of line, Andrea.” Markus let her go. “Now go and get me something sexy to dress Ann in tomorrow. And remember there really is no limit on that card, and you’re free to use it.” Ann nodded. “See you tomorrow.”
“Yes…sir.” Ann left through the front door, and both of them were deeply in thought about what had just transpired.
“I hope this gamble pays off.”
“Was that even real? Why would he just…let me go and give me his credit card? Is this whole thing worth it?”
“Is it?”
As Markus entered the room he was somewhat nervous. Ann was at her desk doing her morning routine but her clothes were more conservative then yesterday. Her blouse was now tightly shut all the way up to her neck which got him worried for a second.
“Good morning Ann.”
“Morning, sir.” The blonde nodded and smiled. “Everything all right?”
“Andrea?”
Ann frowned and crossed her arms. “Who else?”
“Ah i thought because…” Markus stopped himself. “Lets head to my office.”
“Yes, sir.” Anns voice was a bit too cold and uncaring for Markus’s taste.
“Ann never sounded that cold.”
She suddenly went into a very mocking childish tone. “oh im sorry sir ill make sure to sound as sweet as i possibly can.”
Markus sat down behind his chair, and Ann sat opposite him.
“Undress.” Markus didn’t need to raise his voice. Ann began to fiddle with the buttons on her blouse t. As she opened more and more a black latex suit was revealed underneath keeping Anns large breasts tightly in place.
“Good.” As Ann tried to take off her blouse Markus coughed.
“Just keep it open. Show me the rest.” Ann complied as she lowered her skintight jeans to show off the rest of the skin tight latex outfit which covered her entirely below her neck except for a triangular hole revealing her vagina.
“Are you happy now? is this what you want? A sexy secretary to fuck whenever you feel like?” Markus got up and closed the distance within five seconds
“I want you.” Markus grabbed her by the shoulder while his other hand began to stimulate her exposed vagina with three fingers at the time. Ann shivered and instinctively returned Markus’ embrace. She tried to kiss him but he suddenly backed off. “Sure…the body you’re in right now is incredible.” Markus squeezed her breasts, rubbing them in circles. “But i want you. You in many different forms, but you being the one underneath.”
“Show me your true face, girl.”
Ann already had a warm face but now she was truly blushing. She reached for her both of her cheeks, pulling them forward, distorting her face. She gripped the two extended cheeks tight, as her whole face was now pulled forward. Her blond hair shook around and she flung it forward, pulling it as well. Ann’s head came loose, but her neck remained Ann’s thinner version. Andrea positioned Ann’s arms in front of her in a sort of defensive, embarrassed manner while she looked away.
“You’ve already seen my face…my body isn’t any better. I wouldn’t mind just staying as your sexy slut secretary Ann.”
“Absolutely not.” Markus was absolute in his dismissal. “That would basically be murder. Sure, Ann would still exist, but you’d take away her chance at a life by being her forever. I told you yesterday, this is just a temporary thing until we figure out exactly what we’re going to do.” Markus smiled. “And maybe I do like to have a secretary i can fuck on command.”
Markus looked past Andrea on Ann’s body through the glass door, seeing someone approach.
“Quick, get under my desk!”
“What?”
“Grab your stuff and go.” Andrea lifted the Ann mask of the ground, quickly clambering underneath Markus’s desk, the only real place she could hide in his office. Markus sat at his desk, making sure Andrea was well out of sight.
“Green.”
“Morning sir.” The man in the business suit sat down opposite Markus. “There’s been some rumors going around that you and Ann are a thing.”
Markus didn’t flinch, not one second. “She broke down crying yesterday over her workload. I took her home, gave her the rest of the day off. We talked for a bit and I let her be.”
“She didn’t seem all that worked up when you left with her yesterday.”
“Would you want to show off that you cried at work?”
“Well no…but…”
“So let her be.”
“Where is she anyhow?”
“Oh shes underneath my desk sucking me dry.” Markus leaned back and smiled.
Mr. Green could only glare in shock “I’m making a joke you dick. Get the hell out of my office and never come in here again talking about useless rumors.”
“Yes sir.” Green left in quite a hurry. “You can come out now.” Markus smiled as he gazed down at the sight of Ann in a black latex suit going down on his dick
“We have to be more covert then this, Andrea.”
She lifted herself up. “Call me Ann…that’s who am right now.”
“Yeah, okay then Ann. I’m not done yet.” Markus pointed down to his erection that was leaking pre-cum
“Yes sir.” Ann went down again, head sticking out from underneath his desk as she bobbed up and down, circling her tongue around. “You have a ton of experience at this don’t you, Ann. I bet you’ve been all the pretty girls at the office.”
Ann pulled off. “Actually, no I came here for you…to milk you. Just not like this.” Markus pushed Ann back down
“Finish up and then we can talk.” Ann increased her pace and pressure , quickly pushing Markus over the edge. He came, shooting a full load into Ann’s mouth whom swallowed it all. She continued to go down on him until he was completely dry. “Good.”
“Get dressed and sit down.” Ann crawled underneath the desk, quickly putting her office outfit back on. “Did you spill any on my hair?” Markus slapped her on her ass. “No, now sit down.”
“So tell me Ann, what did you buy outside of this lovely hidden outfit of yours?”
“A few things…but that’s for when we get to your home. It should be delivered about now.”
“What did you buy?”
Ann waved her finger and showed her tongue in a joking fashion “You’ll see it when you get home.”
“Iloveyou.” Markus blurted it out, almost in a puking fashion
Ann sat there quietly for a moment. “So…it’s true. You’ve completely fallen for me.”
“Yes.” Markus, the powerful, dominant heir to an uncountable future blushed and looked away.
“For me….Andrea? Or for me, Ann the hot slut on command.”
“You, Andrea…I don’t know what’s gotten over me but i think it must be love…love after one day. Love after…first unmasking.”
“I…I love you too Markus.”
They embraced one another, slowly kissing and hugging each other passionately in a way reminicent of a romantic movie.
“So tell me, what did you buy, Ann?”
“Extra equipment. But as I said, dear, you’ll see it tonight.”
“Can’t wait, dear. Now get back to work. We do not need to fuel any more rumours now, do we?”
Markus thought that he had been pretty clear. Go home to Anns place after work. Dress up as the goth and leave Ann at home. Meet him at his mansion around 6. Yet it was now 7, and Andrea wasn’t answering Anns phone. Markus decided hed pay her a visit and see what happened. Part of him also considered the possibility that Andrea had bailed on him. He pushed those thoughts away as he stepped into his dark red sport scar. He programmed Anns address and activated his GPS.
“Lets see whats keeping you.”
Markus rang the doorbell again but there was no response. He checked but couldn’t see Anns car parked anywhere nearby. “Great.”
He decided to go around the back, crossing through the run down garden behind her house. Markus checked the back door and to his luck it was open.
“Ann?”
“Andrea?”
Anns house wasn’t particularly big so Markus had quickly gone through every room yet came out empty handed. Markus did another check of the bedroom, noticing just how filthy the covers were with stains. “Thats just filthy…”
He crossed his arms. “So she ran…” Markus sighed. He felt betrayed and saddened. ” I really thought i was working my way towards her heart.”
And now he would never see Andrea, or his Secretary Ann again. “God damn it.”
The phone rang. Markus paused for a second, before deciding to pick up.
“Hello?”
“Good evening sir, we’re looking for Ann Summers.”
“Ann?” Markus asked with genuine surprise. “Who is asking for her?”
“This is the St. Gallon police, Craig Penderson speaking. We just arrested a youth driving in Ann’s car without any identification that refuses to answer any of her question. Can we speak to Ann?”
Markus didn’t have long to think. The police had Andrea in her goth skinsuit. She didn’t leave him. And he had to get her, but Ann seemed to be the only one that could bail her out. “She’s out for a walk on her own. I will have her call back when she gets back.
“Please contact us the moment she arrives. Have a nice day.”
“Same.” Markus hung up the phone, still feeling overwhelmed. Especially with the ony course of action he could see.
“Shit. Shit. Okay…so…Andrea needs Ann…and she is Ann. No one else knows…so..” Markus looked around him, before settling on the large wooden cabinet on the far side of the room. He pulled it open to see the naked, deflated skin of his secretary hanging among the clothes. Like…a suit. “So if i want to get her back, I’ll need to be Ann.” Markus could feel a rush of blood down below, but he wasn’t sure if it was the naked body of his sexy secretary, or the fact that he was going to be her.
Markus lifted the skinsuit from the rack and couldn’t help but fondle the skin’s empty breasts. He sat down on Ann’s bed on a spot devoid of stains.
“I’ve seen how this works, she just puts it on and it actually becomes her. Just rip off the head…” Markus grabbed the suit by its chin and shoulders. He pulled and pulled, but it wouldn’t budge. It distorted massively, but the moment he let go it just slapped back into place.
“Right, then there was a zipper on the back, right?” Markus turned the skin around, but her back was devoid of anything that remotely looked like a zipper. “…how do i put this stupid thing on then!”
Markus grabbed Anns face, trying to once again pull it off when he noticed that he could pull open Ann’s entire mouth to something that would actually let him slip inside. He peeked inside Ann’s mouth, followed by carefully putting his arm inside. It felt…strange, somewhat moist and very soft. He could see his arms movements inside Ann’s skin as her mouth and throat simply stretched to let Markus’s arm through. It was somewhat comical to see Markus with his arm deep inside a deflated woman’s mouth. Markus retrieved his arm, and put both hands on both sides of Ann’s mouth, her blond hair falling back behind her. Markus began to pull her mouth in two directions, getting a good look of her empty insides. He lowered Ann’s wide open mouth in front of his own feet.
“I get her back, and I get back out. Shouldn’t be hard.” Markus didn’t bother to undress as he pressed both feet in Ann’s stretched out mouth. It was quite moist and slippery as Ann’s neck extended to let both feet in. Markus glared at the mirror to see himself dressed in a suit being half eaten by a deflated snake woman. “Ugh, that’s just wrong.” He pushed himself deeper inside, feeling two holes on either end where he pushed his feet into. Ann’s feet suddenly regained their original form. Markus could…feel them, all of them as if they were his own. He circled his left foot, and Ann’s feet complied. Markus pushed on, pulling Ann’s stretched mouth up to his chest while her hair hung limply on Markus’s back. He touched Ann’s feet, feeling every motion on his skin. “Now the big one…” Markus pulled Ann until his crotch aligned with hers.
“Oh shit, damn.” Markus could feel the clothing on his skin appear..along with his erection. Ann’s butt filled out, and her vagina deepened itself out. It was as if something just…put a hole inside him where his bump should be. In the mirror he could now see Ann’s skin crumpled between his feminine crotch and the stretched mouth and chin that tightly hung from his chest. Markus decided not to wait and let this surreal scene continue. He pressed both arms past Ann’s mouth around his chest, letting them settle into Ann’s arms.
“And up we go…” Markus used his new thinner arms to pull up Anns mouth to his neck, her blond hair looking like a mismatched extension to his short brown crop. Anns breasts filled themselves into their D cup size. “Oh man…that’s just…weird.” Markus looked in the mirror. His entire lower body was feminine…and the type of body he’d want to fuck, not be. Yet…he was enjoying this, far more then he should. Ann’s hands grabbed her hair, pulling it up and over Markus’s face, until suddenly Ann’s face snapped into place. “Ouch!” Ann, now complete rubbed her face.
“O…O god I’m Ann.” Ann sent her hands all over her body, rubbing and touching and squeezing. “These nipples are so sensitive…” She rose to her feet as one of her hands rested just shy of her vagina. “It feels so…empty…a big hole…inside me.” Ann checked herself out in the mirror.
“I need to get Andrea. I’ve got no time for this…no matter how pretty I look.”
Ann rummaged through her clothes when suddenly Ann’s memories kicked in, leading her to find her panty drawer.
“…I can remember that…even though I’ve never been here before. So…I have her memories…” Ann suddenly giggled. “What do I think of my boss?”
“He’s such a weird guy but nice enough. Hope I can use his favor to get somewhere in this company.” Ann suddenly crossed her arms, struggling for a moment due to the fact that she had forgotten she had breasts. “Weird guy? What is she on about?”
Another look in the mirror reminded Ann of her situation.
“Right. Andrea.” Ann focused on her memories, and within moments she was gathering all she needed to get dressed. Markus didn’t notice it, but Ann wasn’t walking around like Markus would. In stead she had Ann’s natural sway of the hips. Not to mention any other smaller subconscious things. Ann didn’t just look like Ann, she was Ann except with Markus inside in full control.
Ann got dressed, easily slipping on a pair of panties and a skintight pair of jeans. She reached into the closet in which she hung less then 10 minutes ago, grabbing a shirt that had quite a low cut that showed off a lot of side boob. After she put it on she could clearly see her own nipples slightly poke through. “Maybe some extra…sex appeal would help.” It took Ann a lot of self control not to break down and just masturbate right there in a whole new way, but Markus was far more determined then the real Ann would’ve been in this situation. Ann picked up her purse, slipped into one of her jackets and made her way outside. It was then that she noticed she’d forgotten her shoes.
She picked out a pair of high heels. Markus was feeling bold, but so far everything about being Ann felt shockingly…right. And easy. And..natural. Markus would have been disturbed by it if he wasn’t busy rescuing Andrea. Ann stepped into the high heel, smiling as the heels produced a distinctive “CLACK” when she walked. One final check in the mirror, and Ann was good to go.
With a confident strut she headed for the police station which wasn’t far off. A brisk walk through a nearby park while the sun was setting. Ann kept up the pace until she got caught off guard by a wolf whistle from a man sh7e had just passed. This whole experience was new, strange, and certainly enjoyable but Markus simply didn’t have time to stand still.
“Need to keep focused. Gotta bail her out.”
“Good evening ma’am, how can i help you?” The officer behind the desk seemed to shortly stare at Anns chest before resuming a more neutral look.
“I’m Ann Summers. I am here because you called me about someone driving my car without a license.”
“Let me get my colleague, one moment please.”
As the officer left Ann found herself staring at a glass window. “I really am her….its her, but im still me inside. I cant believe im a woman! A real, fully functional female! And why was this turning him on so much?”
“Miss Summers.” The officer had returned with his colleague, a short, fat and bald man with a mustache who looked more like a stereotype of a policeman then anything else. “Craig Penderson.” They shook hands. “I have a few questions for you.”
“Oh?” Ann faked a bit of surprise but Markus was standing by to bullshit and lie as much as was needed to get the job done. Thats what years of boardroom experience teaches people.
“One of our officers pulled over this creepy looking girl in a yellow car, license plate nr. M4S-K1NG. Thats your car isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Was your car stolen today, ma’am?”
“No i let a friend borrow it. im here to pick her up actually. Shes the goth girl you arrested.”
“That still leaves us with the fact that she was driving without a license. i don’t know if you’re aware but that is a serious offense!”
“Time for some feminine charm….or is it just my tits?” Markus thought.
“Officer Penderson, please let her go.” Ann leaned in real close, until her breasts pressed against Pendersons chin. He was caught completely off guard but he seemed to really enjoy it. “It was my mistake for not asking if she had a drivers license. I should be behind bars, not her!”
Craig backed off for a bit before sighing. “Ill let this slip by. One time. And get that woman to dress normally, it just aint right what shes doing.”
“Thank you officer.” Ann leaned in for a quick kiss that seemed to knock Craig off hos feet. “I will make sure it never happens again.
Craig led the way to the cell block in the back of the building. The Goth sat in one of the cells, looking at the ground in silence.
“Hey freak!”
“Her name is Erica.” Ann lied, making sure Andrea heard it.
Erica looked up in surprise and shock at who was standing there, followed by a sweet smile.
“You get to go this time, but if i catch you doing crap like this again you’ll regret it! An I clear?”
“Yes sir.” Erika’s tone was dull, dry and sarcastic.
“Just get out of here.” Craig opened the prison cell, and led Erika and Ann out of the building.
Erika looked at Ann with a smile that didn’t fit her dour looks. Yet, one “Be quiet” look from Ann was enough to silence her.
Craig handed Ann the keys to her car. “Right there on the parking lot.”
“Thank you. Have a nice day Craig.” Ann smiled
“You too, ma’am.” Craig stared at the two strange women until they got in Anns car and drove off. “What a lovely woman…why would she want to be around that freak?
“Soooo..” Erika smiled as she poked Ann. “Tell me about your first time Markus.”
“Im driving.” Anns eyes never strayed from the road as she navigated to her home by memory.
Erika just crossed her arms, her glare amplified by her dark eyeliner. “You can lie to yourself but not to me. You’re enjoying this, Markus. Being a pretty girl.”
“I didn’t have time to think about it since i was too busy worrying about you.”
Another silence fell before Erika replied with a soft “Thank you.”
“Dont mention it.” Ann parked the car in front of her house. Erika followed her inside, slamming the door shut. Ann motioned Erika to sit down on the couch while she closed the blinds.
Ann sat down next to her. “So what happened?”
“I did exactly as you asked. Leave Ann behind, come to your place as this.” Erika motioned at herself “But this body doesn’t have a drivers license.”
“Shit. Right.” Ann shock her head.
“Then some nosy cop pulls me over and arrests me, asking for an ID while i dont even have a name.”
“Yeah about that.” Ann pointed at Erika. “Who is this and how long has she been missing?”
“Oh Markus…no, this isn’t anyone. This is just an empty skin, it never was a person. Unlike who you are wearing right now.”
“So you dont need to replace anyone to be pretty?”
“Yeah, but i do not like leaving much evidence and they’re pricey.”
Ann laughed.
“You dont need to worry about that any more. Did you forget im rich?”
“Not right now you’re not. Right now you’re a rich mans secretary. So tell me about your first time suiting up.”
“It feels amazing, all right? Everything i do, the way i move, how i am totally someone else. I fully get the appeal now.” Ann removed her jacket. ” I didn’t have time to enjoy this before but now i can. Tomorrows Saturday, anyhow. Ann doesn’t need to be at her job till Monday.”
“Are you saying you’d want to be Ann over the weekend?”
“No.” Ann stripped down further, revealing her naked form. Erika followed suit, stepping out of the black dress.
“But i do..want to try…” Ann rubbed her ownD-cup breasts, while comparing with Erikas rather small ones. “I cant believe i am my own secretary! Im a woman…and i can feel everything. Its so…strange having a hole up front.”
“Let me share some of my female expertise then.” Erika snuck her hand inbetween Anns crotch, catching Markus fully off guard with the feeling of fingers entering “her” vagina.
“Ooh, so thats how it feels…its like…sex but different.”
“Yeah.” Erika massaged one of Anns breasts while she continued to work her vagina with fierce thrusts of her fingers.
Erika crawled in front of Ann, her mouth centimeters away from Anns wet pussy.
“Let me show you something new…”
Erika put her black hair to the side as she began to use her mouth to stimulate Ann the best she could. She had quite some experience with lesbian sex, though she preferred hereto a lot more.
She took a moment of pause to let Ann breathe a bit. “Oh God thats good.”
“I know something better. I want you to think of your own dick. Markus’s dick. Focus on it intensely.”
“Why?”
“Trust me.”
Ann shrugged as she attempted to focus on the thought of his original set of genitals .she was wondering just how it would feel to be penetrated by a penis. She could feel something funny happening down below, deep inside her vagina.
“There it is…” Erika reached inside Anns vagina, putting her whole hand inside and part of her arm. It looked surreal but Anns vagina stretched out to fit an arm.
“Got it.” Ann pulled back out and Markus could suddenly feel a massive rush of a male and a female orgasm at the same time, yet it wasn’t complete. She fell back into the couch, breathing heavily. “What did you just do?” Erika smiled as she pointed at Ann’s crotch. Markus’s dick and balls hung out of Ann’s vagina which was barely visible on the sides of Ann’s brand new cock.
“Welcome to the world of being a she male Female body, with a dick…” Erika grabbed Markus’s erection and pushed it to the side revealing the left half of Ann’s vagina. “Your vagina is still there, but it’s kind of filled right now.”
“Holy, crap…i can feel both…” Ann gently poked her erection. “This is just incredible…”
Erika didn’t give Ann a moment of rest as she immediately turned around, positioned her rear over Ann’s brand new erection and lowered herself on to it. “Squeeze your own nipples, Ann! This is the first day of the rest of your life. Ann was overwhelmed by it all, her vagina penetrated from the inside out with Markus’s cock that was now being ridden by a goth girl. While he, was his own sexy blond she male secretary, squeezing and rubbing her own breasts as a pale goth girl pressed herself onto Ann. Erika kissed Ann, helping her touch and stimulate her body Ann returned the kiss even though Erika was still riding her. Ann pulled Erika close, off her dripping erection for a long, sensual kiss.
“This is the best sex ive ever had. Its soo..unique.”
“Ill make it even better.” Erika rubbed her vagina on to Anns belly, leaking fluids all over. Then with a quick flick of her hand she pulled off Anns face, revealing Markus’s confused face. Markus tried to reach for the Ann mask but Erika slapped his hand away.
“Do me like this, Markus. Your face, Anns body, your dick.” Markus tried to reach for the mask again but Erika had already grabbed it. “Oh no no no, lets make it even better.
Erika smiled as she opened the Ann mask’s neckhole wide, lowering its blond hair and warm face over her own. She pressed on hard and pulled at the hair as the pale skin color on her neck seemed to get a bit more lively. Then, Anns head rested on Erikas body. It didn’t even seem to stand out, like Erika had always had Anns face
“Now Go fuck yourself!” Ann giggled as she played with her own (Markus’s) nipples.
“This is just getting weirder and weirder.” Ann pulled Markus along to her bedroom. She leaped on the bed, positioning herself so that Markus could easily slide into her read. And on top of that she could look in the mirror to her left to see it all happen.
Her body stepped into the room, Markus deeply busy with playing with his own breasts.
“Like the first time we met.”
“Exactly!” Ann slapped her own (Erika’s) ass.
Markus crawled onto the bed, his breasts and dick swinging along with his every movement.
His soft feminine hands grabbed his erection, pumping it for a moment when he noticed his own reflection. Markus’s head on top of Anns body, jacking off Markus’s dick. In front of him sat Anns head with Erikas body, waiting for her body to take her from behind.
“This is so weird. But it just feels so incredible.”
“Hurry up, Erikas asshole is waiting.” Ann shook her behind one more time.
“I dont know if…” Markus penetrated Erikas anus while Ann moaned. “I will last long.”
“Just go for it!”
It had been to much. A new body…a whole new way of thinking…his own balls slapping against his vagina…Anns face on the naked body of a goth. Markus came not much more then five strokes in. Ann moaned loudly as Markus deposited a load in her rear until it leaked out. Markus kept going for quite a while before finally stopping. “Hoooooly crap.”
“You said it, Markus. Did you check yourself out in the mirror yet?” Ann crawled forward until Markus’s erection popped out, covered in cum. As her rear leaked a bit of semen she sat down on the side of the bed.
“Look at how pretty we both are…in a way, we’re both Ann.”
Markus sat down next to her, quietly staring at his tits in the mirror. He lifted one up gently, slowly stroking across the nipple.
“Okay. Can I get Ann’s face back, now?”
“Sure.” Ann reached under her neck with one hand while the other tugged her long blond hair. As her face crumpled upwards Erika’s true face returned. Without skipping a beat she violently rammed Ann’s face onto Ann’s body, not giving Markus a moment to breathe as Ann’s face realigned itself over Markus’.
“And how do you fix this?” Ann pointed at Markus’s limp dick still sticking out front.
“Just…think of your vagina and vagina alone, while you press it back inside.” Erika grabbed Ann’s dick, teasing her a bit as she stroked it. Then she grabbed it tight and just rammed it back inside Ann who leaned back overwhelmed by the stimulation down below. A moment later, and Erika removed her hand. “And now, you’re back to being Ann. Feels good to be a pretty girl, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah…now undress.” Ann’s voice was devoid of any emotion.
“I’m already naked, silly.” Erika pointed at her nude form.
“Andrea, take her off. All the way.”
Erika looked defiant, but not for long. She looked away and scratched her own arm. “I’m ugly, Markus.”
“Undress. Now.”
“Fine, but i refuse to walk around as myself for long!” With a grumble she reached behind her back, where a zipper had suddenly appeared. Erikas face collapsed inward, and one of her hands pulled Erika’s belly forward. Andrea had quite a stout face and body, while her red hair wouldn’t stop being curly. As she stripped what remained of Erika off, she flung the Erika suit aside and showed the rest of her body. She wasn’t too fat, but she definitely was as flat as a man in the rear and the front.
“4/10, at best” Ann noted to herself silently. “Kind of cute, but everything just seems misshapen.” She now totally understood Andreas’ desire to be someone else
“Seen all you need to see, Markus?”
“Yeah.” Ann nodded.
“I think it’s about time for you to return to being Ann in stead of me being Ann. How did you create that zipper again?”
“Let me help.” As Andrea moved behind Ann she had to hide a smile. “Just think of a big zipper on your back. Focus on it.”
“Okay then…” Ann could suddenly feel a metal zipper sticking out of her back. Andrea lowered the zipper down to just above Ann’s behind. She could see Markus’s real back underneath Ann’s.
“Can you feel this?” Andrea poked Markus on his back. “Yeah…i can feel the real me in the back and Ann’s whole body in the front.
“Good.” Andrea acted quickly as she pulled the hole in Ann’s back wide, pressing herself inside it. Her head quickly got inside Ann’s positioning itself behind Markus’s head while the Ann skinsuit stretched and widened to accompany her.
By the time Markus had responded Ann had already positioned her upper half directly behind Markus’s body inside the suit.
“What are you doing?” Ann couldn’t do much but feel Andrea struggle to get herself inside as quickly as possible. Andrea pressed herself forward, making Ann fall on her knees in front of the bed. This moment of confusion gave Andrea enough time to pull in her legs and slam them inside Ann’s skinny legs that now seemed extremely thick. She removed one of her arms from Ann’s to reach behind her back, pulling up the zipper from the inside. As it reached the top, it dissipated. Markus, as Ann could now only watch at all the weird shapes inside Ann’s body making everything double as thick, moving from the inside. Everything suddenly straightened out, from her top to her toes, Ann was whole once again. And confused.
“Andrea…where did you just go?” Ann spoke as she tried to feel for any lumps on the back of her body, but there were none.
“I’m in here, I’m…Ann with you.” Ann could suddenly hear a voice speak in her mind. “I’m letting you be in charge because this is your first time being…a dual person.”
“A dual person…so you’re…you’re me?”
“Yes. And so are you. Just relax, this is new to me too. I just read about this possibility once, but i didn’t think Id ever get a willing partner.
Ann frowned, speaking aloud to the voice in her mind. “I wasn’t very willing, Andrea.” One of her hands gained a mind of her own and gently rubbed her own cheek.
“I doubted if you would actually ever sign off on it. So i just…did it.” Andrea’s voice was as clear as day. Ann focused on the hand that was rubbing her cheek and easily regained control of it.
“This is so…strange.”
“Stranger then your head on Ann’s body fucking Ann’s face on someone else’s rear?”
“Well, no, but…”
Ann got up, doing her best to get used to moving around the room. “So you can step in at any time to move me around?”
“As can you. I think we should let one move, or the other…don’t want to get confused though. Ann suddenly lost control over her legs as she positioned her anus above a bed pole and sat down
“Hey, cut that out!” Ann’s upper half protested as her lower half began sliding as deeply onto the bed pole as it could, before resting in place with legs crossed while Ann herself was being penetrated by a thick wooden pole. Ann’s upper body could do nothing but sit there. Markus tried to get Ann’s legs back in order but Andrea refused.
“Come on, this just feels…”
“Intense? Sexy? Incredible?”
Ann frowned, pausing for a moment. “Yeah.”
Her legs immediately began to rise again, rising until Ann almost was clear of the pole before crouching again. Ann suddenly lost another hand that began to masturbate wildly with expert movements. “Andrea, are you just going to take over all of me?”
“You’re not really fighting it. And you’re enjoying it.” Ann suddenly flashed a dirty smile at the mirror as her other hand began to tightly squeeze one nipple. “So let me run this for a while and you be the voice in the back of my head.” Ann spoke aloud as she continued to masturbate while fucking a bed pole
“This is so incredibly hot…I can’t believe I’m…in Ann’s body…but not her, but i am her, and I’m…you, and..” Markus’s voice rambled on in confusion and extract Ann didn’t let up, now violently smashing one hand inside her vagina, truly fisting with large punches. With every “punch” Ann’s vagina simply stretched to accompany the entire hand inside until at one time Ann just pressed inside all the way to her elbow. She moved and shook around inside herself, letting her long blond hair wave around wildly as she moved in a pure minimalistic rhythm. With little time to prepare for it Ann pulled out, feeling her hand scrub alongside her insides until she came not long after it left her. Ann squirted more fluids on to her already very filthy bed while she let her legs go limp, ramming the pole as deep inside her as she could.
She hung limply for quite a while, before suddenly getting back up. “Okay, so, this is great and all, but I’d like to go home, I’ve got much more things to offer at home then in Ann’s tiny house.”
Andrea spoke in Ann’s mind. “Just do me a favor. Put on the goth so we can transport her along.”
“…whatever, I guess i get to be the goth girl too.” Ann reached for the Erika skinsuit to find it covered in cum. “That wont do.” She tugged it along to the bathroom, shoving it in the sink, quickly washing it out.
“That really was not necessary, Markus.”
“It was for me.” Ann responded to the voice in her head.
She picked up the still wet skinsuit of the B at best-cup pale goth with extremely dark hair, pulling the back open. Ann stepped one foot inside, and it immediately shortened itself to fit Erika’s far smaller size in everything. With her other foot inside she easily pulled the suit up to her crotch, a spark of excitement going through her body as Ann’s vagina became Erika’s. Ann’s breasts squeezed themselves inside Erika’s smaller ones, easily being compressed beneath the white breasts of Erika. With two hands slipped inside like one would a coat, Ann now found her head once again standing upon Erika’s body with Erika’s face hanging limply behind her.
“Here we go.” Ann grabbed hold of Erika’s face, pulling it over like a foodie, pressing it over her face until Erika’s neck met with Ann’s. Immediately, they merged, and Erika smiled at her reflection.
“Oh, I’m wet.” Erika grabbed a towel, quickly drying herself up (and of course, for a moment lost control of her hands that immediately rubbed the towel against her vagina. “Andrea!” Erika proclaimed in her dull tones.
“Yeah yeah. Let me take care of this part. I promise i won’t masturbate.” Erika frowned, before she suddenly got a warm smile on her face.
Erika returned to Ann’s bedroom to pick up her own clothing. But before she did that she reached for a box on the side.
“Andrea, what are you doing? I can..” Markus suddenly remembered what was in that box even though he’d never noticed it before. Erika activated the vibrator and pressed it inside her anus, forward until it was completely inside her. She tightened her sphincter, feeling a low rumble go through her body from inside her ass. Then she picked up a small box with two clamps, applying both clamps and activating it. Immediately she could feel a tight stimulation in her nipples, with little shocks keeping her off her balance for a moment. She was now holding the tiny box on a wire.
“Hmm, where do I keep this?” Erika smiled. “I know.” She shoved it inside her vagina, as deeply as she could before tightening her muscles around it. The wire now stretched from her vagina to her tits.
“Oh god. Are you serious?”
“Yes.” Erika replied. She put on a pair of Ann’s panties, before heading back downstairs to lift her black latex dress off the couch. “I ve walked around for days with covert sex toys inside me…trust me, you’ll like it.”
Erika slipped into her dress with ease, examining herself to make sure nothing was visible.
“He’s going to hear it buzz…I know he will.”
“He?”
“My driver, of course. Erika can’t drive!”
“Yeah…” Erika, happy with her looks and certain none of her kinky fun was visible at all, grabbed Ann’s purse, and began to lock the back door.
“I can’t have some random goth order my driver around, I need to get out of Erika and Ann and make the call.
“Oh, that’s simple.” Erika picked up Markus’s phone, while she grabbed herself by her lower lip. She pulled straight down, revealing Ann’s neck and chin. Then she did the same to Ann’s underlip, pulling both Erika’s and Ann’s mouths extremely wide.
“What are you doing?” Markus’s voice now came out of Erika’s body “Oh…I see.” Erika dialed the number for Markus’s private driver.
“Hey man, one of Ann’s friends needs a lift to my house pronto. She’s at Ann’s house, goth girl, black and white kind of wierdo.”
“Yes sir. I’m on my way.”
“Thank you.”
The moment that Erika had hung up was the moment that Erika let go of her and Ann’s lips. They smacked into place with a violent thwack, almost knocking Erika off balance.
Erika sat down on Ann’s couch, as both sex toys inside her continued to do their work at maximum speed.
“Oh, I don’t think how long we can last.” Markus said.
“Excellent, that means we get to walk around secretly filthy too!”
Erika shook her head. “What have i gotten myself into?”
“Trust me.” Erika replied to herself. “You’ll want to see what I ordered to be delivered to your house. We’re just getting started!”
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