Keep insisting you're Trish

You're loving this. Jessica's explained the "pens" repeatedly and apologized to you profusely, but you insist that you're the real, original Trish O'Neil and couldn't possibly be a transformed David Anderson who's had his memory overwritten with Trish's, if only because such devices and transformations are impossible.

For the fourth time, Jessica insists that you try to remove your Trish suit, and for a fourth time you make a show of graciously humoring her and concentrating on the idea of your skin opening up to reveal David. It's starting to get hard not to think about your Trish suit coming off, but as on the previous three attempts you instead concentrate on remembering the female orgasms you enjoyed so much when Jess ate out your transformed body. "See, nothing happens. I'm really me, Jess!"

Jessica sighs and, very reluctantly, picks up the black "pen" and puts it in your lovely Trish right hand. "Maybe you need to see someone turn into a people suit before you can visualize it," she says. "Zap me with this, point it at me and press the button, but when I turn into a me suit, don't put me on! It might not be safe, wearing it over your Trish suit!"

"But I'm not wearing anything," you say.

"Just zip me shut so I turn back into me, okay? Then maybe you can imagine your skin's a suit and it'll come off and you'll be David and a Trish suit we can turn back into the real Trish!"

You're about to protest further but Jess glares at you and you zap her. In moments a Jess suit is on the floor where Jess had been standing. You smile a purely Trish smile