Head them off at the Pass

"Okay," Jessica said, still holding the damaged petal dress. "You get showered and I'll help you redo your hair and make up. Then as long as we are done before 8pm, one of us will stand at the end of the drive way waiting for either Brendt or Dean."

"Ah, so whichever one of us does it gets in immediately and we don't have to worry about mom and dad or the other date meeting," John continued, "But what if its the wrong date?"

"Simple," Jess said, pulling a needle and thread out to start sewing, "If we get the wrong date we immediately go to the bathroom when we get there. Then we switch dates."

John thought real hard about this. There were so many different ways this could go poorly, but the plan seemed solid enough. "Okay, I'll be the one waiting outside. I've already climbed the house so I should know where to step without tearing the dress again."

Jessica nodded and motioned John to head to the shower. He took two of her cozy towels and dashed to the shower. The warm water was comforting. She hadn't had time to examine the body too much in the mall bathroom. She dipped her finger down into her slit. At a simple touch there was a tinge of pleasure that shot up. As soon as she removed her hand the pleasure dissipated slowly. With her finger she continued to play with her clit, biting her lip down to stop from letting her parents hear her moan. She grabbed her breast as she fell against the wall in ecstasy. Juices were washed away by the shower.

Looking good sweet tits, said Andrea's voice.

John was getting used to Andrea's voice in her head. It was kind of comforting to know that she didn't make this all up and that there was some kind of connection. Returning to the bedroom John was drying off, only to see Jessica laying sprawl on the bed.

"Everything alright?" John asked his sister.

Flushed Jessica responded, "I just... Wait when did you do your hair and make-up?"

"I didn't I just got out of the shower," John said bring the towel closer to her body.

Jessica sat John in front of her mirror. Instead of a wet Jessica clone there was a beautiful young woman with professionally done make up and curled brown hair, a single red flower was sticking out quite beautifully.

"Where did you get the flower?" Jessica asked, worried.

"I don't know," John replied, "I was just in the shower rubbing one out and..."

"I was masturbating too, John," Jessica admitted, "And my makeup and hair didn't change."

John grabbed at the flower, but it felt like it was stuck. Maybe, perhaps, apart of her body. "What does it do?"

"I don't know, but all this plant stuff is weird," Jessica said, "Isn't it?"

They both let the question linger for a bit until Jessica noticed the time. "We only have a half an hour before they arrive!"

She handed John the mended dress and began doing up her hair and make up. "Wait," Jessica said, she took out her camera and took a picture of John. "This will help me try to look like you. I might not be able to make it perfectly identical, but maybe close enough to fool the boys."

With that John left through the window. Carefully she made sure to not let her dress catch. Once on the ground she walked the long way down the driveway to the end. She stood against one of the trees. If mom and dad were looking outside they wouldn't even notice she was there.