Amy ideas

They eat their dessert, laughing as Brendan struggles with this or that. First its holding a spoon with the long fingers. Then its him not use to the large butt, half falling off the couch, with finally not knowing where to put his tentacle. They clean up and sit around and chat about things. Work, the great get away, the flying. Brendan describes it as free but brutal on the nipples. "Cold wind, plus the metal. Should have taken them out." He says with Amy hanging on every word. Things start to calm down and Amy gets up and hands him two bags. "Okay this bag is like your little grab bag." she says referencing the soft black duffel. "This one, is something we haven't tried yet. Remember masks equal faces." she says holding a blue drawstring bag. Brendan takes the bags. "What do I start with? Grab bag or special one?" Amy thinks and grabs a coin off the counter. She flips it up and says "Heads is special." She catches it and Brendan grabs her hand with the tentacle. She shivers and lets him take it with a suction cup. "Not going to lie, that one legit weirds me out." she says as Brendan shows her tails. He sets down the duffel and brings the drawstring into the bedroom. He undoes the tentacle, extra boobs, hips, hooves and hands. Brendan opens the bag and pulls out a women's suit skirt set. There is a dark grey pencil skirt and matching blazer with a black button down blouse. He also pulls out a black bra and panty set with black pantyhose. First he puts on the underwear, then the hosiery. With his body matching shape, he slips into the skirt and blouse. Tucking in the blouse, he finds black heels and a winter face guard still in the bag. He puts on the shoes and blazer, leaving the mask for last. The mask looks out of place, kind of like the ninja masks from Mortal Kombat. He brushes himself and looks in the mirror. He shrugs and starts to put on the mask. First his horns come off, then he slips the mask over his face and head. He takes it off and puts the wig back on. His red skin really pops against all the dark colors and then he sees why this was so experimental. He looks like a red skinned Amy. He stops for a second and changes his skin tone to as close to her as possible with his makeup palette he bought recently. He walks out and Amy looks up. "So, turns out I can be you..." Brendan says quietly. Amy walks up and says "I thought so. But can I make a request before you ditch all my clothes?" "Sure." Brendan says kinda nervously. Amy smiles "Can you be devil me? Like whole nine, or eight. Everything but the wings. I don't want you to be weirded out but I think it would be cool." Brendan nods, relaxing a bit "Fine but only if I can bother you more with the tentacle." Amy agrees and Brendan gets the devil look going again. Red skin, black horns and tail with now the hooves and fur. Just before he leaves the bedroom. Amy shouts "Oh wait." He hears her run. She cracks the door and hands him a small black case. She shuts the door and Brendan opens it to find fake fangs. He puts them on his lower incisors and looks as the teeth jut out and over his upper lip. He grins and heads out to Amy. Amy gasps and hugs him. "God I knew I looked hot as a devil." she says. Brendan licks his new massive teeth then kisses her. They fumble and laugh as they break apart.