Clothing roulette

James was immediately turned on by Luke's seductive display as she moved Ivy's body all about. Luke's skill at controlling a womanly form had vastly improved from the first day, no doubt thanks to Ivy's inclusion in the mix, and it meant Luke had very fine-tuned control over her movements, augmented by the fact that she knew what James would want, just knowing what she herself would've wanted as a guy. With the way Luke was moving, though, it seemed like she had no interest in going back...

"How easy is that?" James asked, pointing at the orange swimwear and tights. "Changing the clothes, that is. You made it seem effortless, does it hurt or anything?"

Luke shook her head. "Kinda tickles, but I'm able to do whatever I want pretty easily. I don't even need to think about it too much, and it'll just happen, all properly adjusted to my size if I want it. I can even mix and match colors of threads to different styles of attire, or put a logo from one on another shirt, really whatever I want as long as I've absorbed it to replicate! The possibilities are pretty endless, but it's all real fabric."

Luke climbed onto the bed, her large breasts precariously close to her 'boyfriend' as she reached down to take one of James's hands, putting it on her ass and running it up and down. "See? Feels real. I can remove them like they're real clothes, I can re-absorb them later, I just need some fabric absorbed into me as a starting point. Kind of like an ink cartridge, I'm not making anything if I don't have the ink."

James nodded, and started to feel. His hands roamed along the legs, and then up the sides of Luke's stolen body. The hands found their way onto Luke's sizable breasts, giving them a moan-inducing squeeze... for experimentation of the fabric, of course. Yep, it worked like fabric! Just as those sensitive breasts worked as they were meant to... Luke smiled down at James. "Aww, does Jimmy like his girlfriend's boobs? That's great news for us both! Because I love having your hands on them... I could get addicted to you touching my body, were it just me in control like this. Something about how I'm 'wearing' Ivy at the moment instead of interpreting brain signals from her makes it all the more special to me. It feels like I'm right at the surface, there's no distortion or loss of sensitivity from connection issues." Luke winked, starting to grin. She was really getting into this!

"...Back to what you were asking about though. Here, watch this." Luke sat up, stretching her arms upward and out, as her outfit started to shimmer and pop into a new shape. A blouse, and a skirt, still with stockings. Then, a summer dress with big pockets on the front. Then, a bikini top and short shorts! Each lasted for little more than a fleeting moment, as Luke grinned down at James. "When I put Hilda back in and integrate these abilities into her, you'll be able to fully customize me, attire and all, like I'm an avatar in one of your games. Then I'll have you move me around..." Luke shuddered at that. "This body really does find that so delightful, no idea what it is. But I want it as much as Ivy does, for you to control me soon."

With a shimmy of her hips, Luke started to grind against James's pants, feeling his erection through the fabric that she continued to alter. Shirts, skirts, pants, jackets, dresses, costumes, whatever Luke had found in Mackenzie's closet now belonged to her knowledgebase! With changes to the colors, or superhero logos appearing on outfits that normally wouldn't have those designs, the variations were infinite. It was a wonder that Luke could keep doing that. "Oh, I know! Tell me when to stop. We'll give it three tries to find the 'perfect' outfit. Okay?"

James nodded, and watched carefully as Luke's clothes continued to pop in and out of existence with frightening speed and efficiency. "Okay... stop!" James said, and Luke's outfit paused on a partially zipped hoodie, a mismatching frilly costume skirt, and some knee-high socks. Luke's generous chest seemed to want to explode out of that hoodie... James shook his head, and the roulette began again! The second result was an unbuttoned blouse, a sports bra, and some capris. It looked a little strange still.

"Hmm, one more shot then...!" Luke said, with a grin as the outfit started to randomize all over again.

"Aaaaaand... stop!"

This time, when Lucas stopped... her clothes simply vanished. There was no fabric covering her ample breasts, or her moist pussy, as she leaned a little further forward with a seductive look on her face. "Good choice, dude..." She winked, and leaned in for a kiss.

While everything still felt very feminine in his hands and against his lips--he grasped at Luke's dangling, naked breasts as his pseudo-girlfriend moaned into his mouth--James encountered conflicting emotions. He was kissing a beautiful girl who was going all out to please him. But he was also kissing the guy he'd known since forever, and he'd never thought about Luke like this!

Oh, but he certainly was now. There was almost nothing else he could think about. And instead of letting it bother him, he leaned in further, pushing against Luke lovingly as he spun her around, putting her down on the bed as she looked upward.

When James broke the kiss, he found Luke smiling up at him with tears in her eyes.

"I was, uh..." Luke seemed choked up, turning away for a moment. "I was so worried how you might respond if I kissed you. With my head like this. I could've changed it back, but I had to know. And... thank you. Just, thank you."

"For what?"

"For treating me like this was real! Like this is how it happened for my life. I know we'd talked about it in a joking what-if way when we were younger, but this is actually happening..."

When James realized what Luke had meant, he nodded. Both James and Luke were hardly alpha-male material, they ventured further into feminine waters than other guys they knew. And during a time in their high school years, they had an interesting discussion at one point: what if one of them were born a girl? Rather than brush off the question as a joke when Luke posed it, James gave it serious thought during that night. Both had agreed that either way, had Luke grown up as Lucy or James had been Jamie or whatever, they would have probably been more than just friends. No one knew each other like these two did, and likely they would have been lifelong loves. Both thought it was an interesting possibility, and each had thought to themselves how interesting it would be to try that life, at times thinking about being the girl that caught the interest of the other side. Both James and Luke had occasionally dreamed about it. Now, Luke was living it.

"I guess I have a confession." Luke propped herself up a bit, looking down at her body. Ivy still didn't really factor into this day, even though it was technically her form, but both Luke and James seemed to be able to suspend disbelief. "I, uh... when I asked that question, I was seriously considering at one point that maybe I was meant to be like this instead. I'm pretty good about playing the dude part of things I guess, I mean it's easy mode to just be a nerd guy and do what we do, honestly. I don't know that I wanted it all the time, I think it's more a fluid thing, at least the intensity of it. But I've, uh, had dreams of this." Luke gulped a little, baring her soul to James, who just hovered above her, looking her right in the eye and seeing the true Luke, it would seem.

Suddenly, James felt a hand on his pants, unzipping and unbuttoning his jeans as Luke started to pull the fabric down. "And now, I think, since you're believing in me how I am now and treating me like it's right, you deserve everything. I'll give you everything. I love this, I love you, and when I mix Ivy and Hilda into me again, can we still do this from time to time? Just us, me in this body, no other minds to distract us? Just, you're as close as anyone might get to a soul mate, and this feels so clear in my mind when it's just me. I'll give the others the same deal, you can have Ivy days or Hilda days or Ivy-Hilda or Luke-Hilda or Luke-Ivy along with all of us together. You can pick and choose, as long as you don't forget about me how I am now..."

James smiled, leaning down to kiss Luke again as his pants were tugged further down, exposing his member above the naked body that awaited it. "I'll never forget about you, 'Lady Luke'. Just, don't do the brain thing on me, and I promise this will be a part of our future, okay? Which... you're gonna have to do that trick like you did on your mom to a lot of people to make this work."

Luke giggled a little. "That won't be too bad. As long as I 'infect' one person, they can spread it to others. I could have the whole school thinking I was normal like this in a couple days, tops. And then when we move on to college, and beyond..."

James caught Luke's lips again, this time leaning down to thrust into her waiting pussy, as his body glided along top Luke's voluptuous form. Unlike the other times where the bodies had simply been a vehicle for raw exploration, this time it felt romantic, passionate, like their souls intertwined as much as their limbs. James would kiss Lucas's breasts tenderly, his hands would slide along her hips, his fingers reaching down to tease at her clit--after a bit of exploration to find it. Moans and yells echoed through the house--fortunately, Luke seemed to not mind, as the mental adjustment she made to her mother likely inhibited thoughts about the passionate embrace regardless of what she heard.

It didn't take long when confronted with his beautiful best friend, but James came within her body, legs spread wide and inviting for the results of the climax. James grunted and groaned, realizing that he'd never had such a strong response until seeing this configuration of a woman, his girlfriend's body with his best friend's head, staring up at him with a smile, prepared to do anything and everything to repay James for his attitude.

Eventually James collapsed next to Luke, his breathing labored and heavy, hair messed and sweaty. Luke fared the same, covered in a sheen of sweat on a body that he'd assumed control over to feel so incredible. But, Lucas wasn't done. She turned to James, and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Hey, I do have one more question."

"Yeah...?" James asked, his exhaustion evident in his response.

"Back to that conversation, about when we were talking about if one of us were girls. I want to ask... when you said you'd have been with me if you were a girl, was that something you truly were interested in, or were you just saying it? Because, you know, I wouldn't mind if you wanted to try things from the other side too... where you can be the girl. This body needs a little more help to go all the way... and if you don't mind, either I want you to help me finish as you are now, or I want you inside it as either we share this body or I help you climax in a whole new way as my other self."

James paused. This offer was serious! He's had thoughts along those lines in the past, somewhat in the same boat as Lucas when it came to his fluidity of expressing himself. But, was it serious enough that he would want to try out being a girl? Even if he didn't have the interest, wouldn't he want the experience? It sounded like Luke was giving James a variety of options, as part of knowing how to best please him. Luke hadn't ever gotten this far with a girl either, which likely is where Luke's curiosity started to bubble up.

Luke looked at James expectantly. He would have to make a decision soon, whether he wanted to continue with Lucas in girlfriend mode, whether he wanted to let Lucas try to be the boyfriend for a while--and likely get to share thoughts with Ivy in a very intimate way--or simply there was some other way that they could both experience that body's orgasm together. What to do...