Emma, coming to check on him.

Luke's heart pounded in his chest as the door to his room creaked open. He had no time to change back, no time to hide. He was completely transformed into Emma, except for his own cock, which he was stroking feverishly. He lay naked on his bed, one hand cupping his new breasts, the other wrapped around his throbbing dick.

Emma stepped into the room, her eyes widening in shock and confusion as she took in the sight before her. Her mouth fell open, her voice shaking with disbelief. "Who... who are you? Why do you look like me? And why do you have a... a cock?" she stammered, her eyes flicking from Luke's face to his groin, her cheeks flushing a deep red.

Luke froze, his mind racing. He knew he had to act fast, had to find a way to explain this impossible situation. But before he could say anything, Emma let out a scream, her voice echoing through the house.

"Jake! Jake, come quick!" she shouted, her eyes never leaving Luke's form.

Luke panicked. He couldn't let Emma expose him, couldn't let her ruin everything. He sprang into action, leaping off the bed and rushing towards her. Emma let out a scream, her hands flying up to defend herself, but Luke was too quick. He clamped a hand over her mouth, muffling her cries, and used his other arm to pin her against the wall.

Emma struggled, her eyes wide with fear and panic. Luke could feel her heart pounding against his chest, her breath hot and ragged against his hand. He knew he had to act quickly, had to silence her before she alerted the whole house. He looked around the room, his eyes landing on a heavy textbook on his desk. He reached for it, his heart pounding in his ears, and brought it down hard on the back of Emma's head. She crumpled to the floor, ****. He had done it. He had silenced Emma, bought himself some time. But now what?

Luke stood there for a moment, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his heart pounding wildly. He looked down at Emma, her body limp and unmoving. He knew he had crossed a line, had done something unforgivable. But he also knew that he couldn't turn back now. He had to see this through, had to protect his secret at any cost.

He heard footsteps pounding up the stairs, Jake's voice calling out in concern. "Emma? Emma, what's wrong?"

Luke quickly hid the real Emma under the bed, his mind racing. He had to act like Emma, had to convince Jake that everything was okay. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come and grabbed a robe from his closet, wrapping it around himself just as Jake burst into the room, his eyes wide with concern.

Jake burst into the room, his eyes wide with worry. "Emma, what happened? I heard you scream."

Luke turned to face Jake, his heart pounding. He **** a smile, his voice mimicking Emma's perfectly. "Oh, hey Jake. Sorry about that. I, uh, I thought I saw a spider. You know how much I hate spiders."

Jake looked at him, his brow furrowed in confusion. "A spider? But I heard you shout for me. You sounded scared."

Luke laughed, the sound **** and unnatural. "Oh, you know me. I'm such a drama queen. I overreacted. Sorry about that."

Jake nodded, turning to leave the room. Luke let out a sigh of relief, his body sagging with the release of tension. But just as Jake reached the door, he paused, turning back to look at Luke, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"You know, you're acting kind of weird, Emma. Are you sure everything's okay?" he asked, his voice filled with a sudden sharpness.

Luke's heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing. He knew he had to act fast, had to come up with a plan. He couldn't let Jake suspect anything, couldn't let him find out the truth. He **** a smile, his voice filled with a false brightness.

"Of course, everything's fine, Jake. I'm just... I'm just a little shaken up, that's all. You know how I get," he said, his voice filled with a **** laughter.

Jake hesitated for a moment, then nodded, his expression softening. "Alright, well, if you're sure. Just... just be careful, okay? I don't want anything happening to you," he said, his voice filled with a genuine concern that made Luke's heart ache with guilt.

Luke nodded, his smile never wavering. "I will, Jake. I promise. Thanks for looking out for me," he said, his voice filled with a warmth he didn't feel.

Jake nodded, turning to leave the room. Luke watched him go, his heart pounding in his chest, his mind racing with the implications of what he had done. Luke turned to look at the bed, his heart sinking as he thought of Emma lying **** beneath it. He knew he had to do something, had to come up with a plan.

{What do you do next, Luke (as Emma)?}

Option 1 - Place Emma in her bed and act like this never happened.

Option 2 - Try to wake the real Emma and explain the situation to her.

Option 3 - Tie Emma up and do something taboo (**** dark)