Hannah says she can make stand-ins

"Actually, darling," says Hannah, "Jessica won't be missed. I made a Jessica to live her life so I can be Hannah Wellington as long as I like. You can call her up if you don't believe me!"

"How did you do that?" you ask. Never being David again, yet not worrying his family with his disappearance, would be perfect.

Hannah grins mischievously and before you know it she's zapped you with the brown pen gadget again. This time the mental change is subtle: your David memories and self recede a little further into the background and you're more you, more Angelica Maria Baggio than before. There's also a strange fullness in your abdomen, and a feeling that something's been inserted up your vagina.

"There's a David suit up your sweet twat," says Hannah. "Pull it out. Slowly and gently."

You find that you're able to, and you start pulling out the empty David suit. "But I don't want to wear this!" you say.

"You don't have to," says Hannah. "Zip it up empty and it'll become a David who does what you tell him."

"That would be perfect!" you say.

Once the suit is out of you, Hannah helps you seal it up. Things go exactly as she said. The new David is docile, at least when you give him orders, and he gets dressed, promises to check up on Jessica, and leaves.

"Totally David, wasn't he?" asks Hannah. You nod and light a cigarette. Ah, that nicotine hit! "Mine's exactly Jessica! Not even they will ever think they were Angelica and Hannah, and nobody will ever think we aren't!"

You realize at last exactly what's been done -- David and Jessica have traded their bodies and lives for those of Angelica (you, now!) and Hannah, retaining memories of who they were but leaving the older, hotter women as, and thinking they're, boyfriend and girlfriend.