For a while they hold back but their obsession is too strong, Richard struggles to become Zoe

Zoe got into her car, the other her into Richard's, the thought of the other her sitting next to that man was infuriating her.

And yet it was all planned. She took a deep breath, started the car, and began driving straight to her house, everything as planned... except for a couple of traffic violations and a passerby almost getting hit because she was too busy watching the two of them in the rearview mirror.

They both parked in the driveway and headed straight inside, while Richard made a few comments about Zoe's driving.

Zoe simply couldn't wait to get it over with. They entered the apartment, she sat on the couch, Richard sat next to her, his hand resting on her thigh, she refrained from having to slap him, she turned to the other her... the other Zoe had a red face and was smiling, a smile she did when she was angry and trying to hide it, Zoe found her sexy, she was jealous that Richard was touching her, just as she was jealous when they were alone in the same car.

Zoe forced herself and started to take off her shirt, the other her sat on the other side of the couch doing the same.

Seeing herself undressed excites her, it's a shame Richard was there too, Zoe thought, then she shook her head, he was here because he needed to be purified, transformed into a new her.

Zoe1: Richard, do you know what I like so much? Having my breasts touched, it turns me on so much.

Zoe2: Same, we love it.

When she saw Zoe2 lean her breasts against Richard's back, she felt herself quiver with rage, cursing the man.

Richard: Really? If we're going to start off like this all of a sudden.

Richard stood up, one knee resting on the couch, his hands grasping one of each Zoe's breasts.

The two Zoes moaned, not so much from being touched by Richard, but from the sight of each other's breasts being squeezed by Richard's hands. It was erotic, too bad they weren't their hands. After a moment, a trickle of milk came out of Zoe2's breast, startling Richard for a second and interrupting him.

Zoe2: Oh? Did you see anything interesting? You can drink it if you want, I'm delicious.

Richard gave Zoe a lascivious smile, then leaned over and licked Zoe's milk soaking her bra.

Richard: Really not bad, sweet like you.

Zoe1 had the urge to throw the man away and nurse the other self. How dare she think he's only good! He's divine! she thought furiously.

Zoe2: Then help yourself.

Zoe2 lifted her bra, exposing her nipple. Her face filled with relief; it was almost done.

Richard leaned over and began to suck her breast, a couple of sucks, about a sip of milk, down the man's throat.

Zoe1 lost control. She yanked Richard away from Zoe2, throwing him to the floor, and then leaned back in his place. Her mind was filled with a single thought: Zoe belongs only to me, he doesn't deserve our milk, he's mine, mine alone. Her left hand reached for the crotch of the other woman's pants, beginning to rub against the zipper.

Zoe2 reacted with satisfaction, pushing Zoe1's head against her breasts, wrapping her legs around her, and starting to scream their names.

Richard landed confused on the floor watching the two "twins" pleasuring each other, unaware that his transformation had begun the moment Zoe's milk touched his tongue for the first time. His face began to lose its beard, while it began to thin and round into a more feminine shape. An intrusive thought entered his head: he needed more of that milk.

He rose up, trying to slip between the two, reaching the other nipple. Zoe2 pushed him away in disgust.

Richard felt he should be angry, but instead what he felt was inadequacy. He grabbed Zoe1 and, not allowing her to push him away, ripped off her bra and began to nurse on her nipple.

Zoe1, initially horrified, tried to push the man away, but he was in a better position and couldn't push him away. Then her resistance weakened when she saw his face glare at hers. She was no longer looking at him. Not a man's face, but that of a goddess, who looked back at her lustfully.

He was becoming her, the thought made her boil with lust, they were about to become three, she grabbed his head by his hair, and he pressed his head against her breast as if to prevent him from interrupting the breastfeeding and the transformation.

Zoe2 wasn't very sympathetic; from lying on the couch, the changes between Richard and Zoe were still barely visible, only his hair growing longer and turning blonde, still too little to associate Richard with herself. She got up, pushed Richard away again, and lunged at Zoe, this time stealing his lips.

Zoe2: You're only mine.

Zoe1 giggled

Zoe1: He's becoming us! He's becoming Zoe.

Zoe2 turned around. Richard looked identical to them from the shoulders up. He was breathing heavily, his hands wandering, trying to unbutton her shirt, while the soft mass of a female breast began to visibly grow beneath it.

His waist made both Zoes let out an excited moan. Feeling each other, their eyes met.

In unison, they spoke.

Zoes: You're only mine.

They clung to each other as if they had to prevent the other from moving towards the future Zoe, and began to fuck each other while holding on tightly.

Richard, or what was left of him, was confused, his mind eroding every second, forgetting who he was with every instant as Zoe's identity forced its way inside him.

One thought among all the others in his head took over... Zoe is mine.

They dragged themselves back to the couch, climbing behind Zoe2 and caressing both of them.

Richard: I am... Zoe... we are Zoe... you are mine.

Richard joined them, trying to untangle them. He/she wanted their milk, he/she wanted to be... complete.

Zoe1 struggled to hold Zoe2 close, but somehow Richard, still half-transformed, possessed much of his original strength and managed to untangle them and then throw himself between them, nursing Zoe1.

Richard/Zoe felt Zoe2's hands tightening her ass, which was becoming more swollen and feminine at that very moment.

Zoe1 slipped her hands into her pants, then stopped in disgust.

Richard/Zoe was the same; his masculinity hadn't yet disappeared, it was still incomplete. He squeezed his legs together, trying to crush what little remained of Richard.

behind Zoe2 began to take off the rest of her clothes, it was noticed by both, Zoe1 tried to extricate herself from Richard/Zoe to reach her goddess but he/she held her down, she had to complete herself, so she did, with the last sips, her masculinity disappeared replaced by her femininity, the transformation was complete, from the tip of her hat to the last toe, Richard was no longer there, now there was only Zoe who happily stood up to take off the pants of the other self under her, she was in a hurry to lose her virginity with herself, she found herself pulled away by Zoe2 now totally naked, who pulled Richard's pants and underwear off her, undressing her in turn, the two hugged each other and began to make out, the first Zoe threw away what remained of her clothes and threw herself on them, not bearing being exclused, not bearing not being the center of attention of the other two.