Argue with Chloe

"Chloe, this is insane!" You said in a sudden burst of frustration after you'd finally built up the energy to do so again. Despite Chloe's passionate actions via Kim's body, seeing an angry Kim's face on top of her body moving so sexily was two things at once: extremely hot and incredibly disturbing.

Chloe had taken full control of Kim's body and face again, pouting up at you. "Something wrong, pumpkin?"

"Don't call me that! You and me, we're not like that!" You climbed out of bed, storming away in the nude to the other side of the room, where you could retrieve your clothes. Starting to get dressed, you turned back to the Chloe in Kim, who had carefully positioned her body to show off her sculpted breasts and shapely curves to you atop the rumpled sheets of your bed. "I thought you could make this work, Chloe, but then you have to go and pull some antics like that!"

Chloe huffed, sitting Kim up to glare at you. "Antics? I wanted to resolve it quickly, I figured maybe Kim would be more receptive when her body was enjoying sensations she'd deprived herself of for so long! It, uh... okay, maybe things could've gone better. But I like making impulsive, spontaneous decisions, and with me around those are going to lead to some pretty strange scenarios! If you want the best love of your life in ways no humans could ever imagine while still keeping Kim around, she's going to have to get used to weirdness too."

You turned around, putting your shirt on, and suddenly you felt Kim's hands at your waist, hugging you from behind. You turned around, and stared into her pleading eyes. Kim would never look at you like that, so you weren't subconsciously fooled for a moment by this trick. You'd calmed down, but stayed grounded in your decisions.

"No, this won't work. For this to work, Kim has to be in the mix. I want Kim to be with me, Chloe, and she isn't dependent on you for turning things around. So you should get out of her body now."

Chloe contorted her borrowed face through a rapid-fire shift of emotions. Anger, grief, sadness, shock, pain... and then a smile began to form on her lips, seemingly reaching the a stage of acceptance far too quick. No, not acceptance... there was still mischief in her eyes, her smile becoming a grin. You took a step back, looking at her, trying to prepare for whatever Chloe might be plotting.

"You want me out, huh? Fine. I've got just the trick."