An exam of your own

You grinned a little, as you put a hand on your hips. "How about... I play doctor for a little bit. Yvette could use a physical..."

With a snicker, Yvette strolls over to the edge of your bed and takes a seat, crossing her legs. "I spend so much time with doctors, myself... but I would appreciate seeing your take on it, then. So, at your leisure, doctor."

You clapped your hands together. Good choice, John, you heard Jane speak into your mind. I'm amazed you haven't already put your hands on her. This raw energy I'm getting from you, is this how you are all the time? I kinda like it, feeling like you want to aggressively pursue the thing that turns you on.

You nodded, stepping forward, looking down at the corset, particularly the laces at the front binding it tight around Yvette's midsection. Your hands start at Yvette's cheeks, as you pretend to examine her blue eyes and flawless skin, before your hands trail down to her shoulders. Yvette shivers a little, her eyes shutting, once your hands were just barely tickling along the exposed flesh of her breasts, before reaching the cups of her overbust corset. You dipped your fingers just below the fabric briefly, before trailing down to tease at the laces, undoing the bow tied at the front like you were readying to open a birthday gift.

"Does Yvette watch from the back of her mind, like Jane does with me?" you asked, though you never stopped your work. You merely filled some silence as you loosened the laces bit by bit.

Yvette shook her head. "What I find most fascinating about the neural harness is that it works directly on brain signals, to and from. I'm not driving Yvette's body, but her mind. She thinks every movement and word spoken comes from her, and her brain tries to rationalize it. In fact, she is most likely thinking she is pretending to be controlled by me, like she is trying to fool you. I assure you, this is not the case. She will, however, do anything that I would will her to do, which appears to be similar to your instance at least."

You nodded, and eventually the laces are undone, and you tugged the corset away, lifting the looser fabric up away from Yvette. The grinning blonde leaned back, her arms propping her up on the bed, breasts at attention with the nipples pointing at you like they were choosing you to touch and explore. Yvette's breathing was shallow and you could tell her movements were a little shaky--was that just Emilia's nature, or was she herself excited to be piloting a sexy body in ways the original owner never intended?

So, uh, John, what are you gonna... do next...

You decided to show rather than tell, letting your girlfriend experience her first time licking and kissing another woman's breast in silence. Your lips met Yvette's right nipple, as you suckled lightly and then began to lick at her flesh slowly, nuzzling Jane's nose into Yvette's breast flesh as your hand rose up to meet the other breast, not wanting to leave it without any attention either! You kneaded and toyed with Yvette's body, tasting the flowery essence of her form, all while Emilia's control caused Yvette to lightly moan, trying to brace herself from your onslaught of touching, your soft hands better suited for a delicate job than your original ones.

She's so beautiful, Jane thought in your head. Not to be rude or anything, but if you were to stay in me for good, I'd want to marry someone like her instead..! I wonder if this will last, what will it be like when you leave my body. Will I still feel this way when I think about these memories? Or...

Jane didn't have time to finish her thought before Yvette's hands began to run along your own body, as your shared form shuddered under her own touch. Yvette's hands knew their way around a body with all her medical experience, so when she slipped a finger below your pajama pants and began to tease your body with a slender finger, rubbing the little nub expertly, you almost felt like your mind wanted to shut off and just ride on the wave of pleasure the good doctor was bringing to you!

After a little maneuvering, in particular you climbing up onto the bed and scooting Yvette further up onto the silky cushions on this impossibly soft guest bed, finding that it's a little harder to move a beautiful woman with your smaller arms and frame, but you make do. And then you turn around, sliding your legs and hips toward Yvette's head, as you propped your body up above hers, your head placed precariously above those royal purple panties. With one hand, you started to tug at the fabric, until Yvette's lovely pussy came into view, already wet and ready for attention.

Hey, wait, what are you... the thoughts began, but you knew that Jane couldn't help what she was feeling as well! You wanted a taste, therefore she wanted a taste, regardless of what the logic in her mind was telling her.

You buried your face in Yvette's pussy, your tongue darting along her slit to taste her. For as much as Jane was protesting before, she was encouraging it now! And the moment you felt Yvette's hands start to pull down your pajama pants and tug your wide hips down to her face so she could do the same...

The next while was filled with endless moaning, licking, and juices, your hands feeling over and under some of the sexy lingerie, while your hips squirmed at Yvette's soft lips teasing your body. Your hair tickled along Yvette's thighs, while her hands ran along and under your tank top and hips, feeling your ass to gliding along your back... it wasn't long before bliss gave way to the next level, as orgasm struck Yvette first. You'd already came earlier in the day, multiple times, and your body was a little slower to recharge, but a couple minutes later, Yvette had found all the sweet spots as you lapped up all the juices flowing from her body eagerly, and you felt her licking away at everything that spilled from your slit as well.

Your fiancée was stunned silent. For some reason, she found what she had just been made to do to be so incredibly fascinating, but she didn't really know how to phrase anything. You weren't sure she knew what words were, anymore. After you took a few moments to recalibrate your mind, you lifted yourself up off of Yvette, tugging your pajama pants up before righting yourself next to her, your head resting on a pillow to look lovingly at Yvette.

Yvette, for her part, looked winded but otherwise happy. She was grinning back at you. "Oh, Yvette is going to have some fun memories of tonight, that's for sure," Emilia, via Yvette, said. "I can't wait to talk to her tomorrow about it." Yvette calmly grabbed one of your hands, bringing it to her breast again--apparently she couldn't get enough of the sensation of being touched, and you were happy to oblige as the sleepiness began to set in.

And then... out like a light, exhausted from the day.