Luke tells Emma about his power, seeking her advice.

Luke took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He knew he had to act normal, despite the whirlwind of thoughts and temptations swirling in his mind. "Yeah, you know me, always making a mess," he said, forcing a laugh. "Hey, could you give me a hand with this? I'm not sure how to sort everything properly."

Emma turned to look at him, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Sure, I can help. You're such a typical guy, clueless about laundry," she teased. She walked over to him, her hips swaying gently, and knelt down beside him.

Luke tried not to stare at her cleavage, but it was difficult not to. Her shirt was low-cut, revealing the soft mounds of her CC breasts, and her bra was barely visible, a lacy black number that hinted at the curves beneath. He could feel his cock stirring in his pants, and he quickly looked away, trying to focus on the task at hand.

Emma began to sort the clothes, her hands moving deftly as she separated lights from darks. Luke watched her, trying to mimic her actions, but his mind was elsewhere. He kept glancing at her body, at the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips, the way her jeans hugged her ass.

Luke took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he was taking a risk, but he couldn't keep this secret to himself. He needed someone to talk to, someone to help him navigate this new and overwhelming power. And Emma, despite her teasing, had always been there for him.

"Emma," he started, his voice barely above a whisper. She turned to look at him, her eyebrows raised in question. Luke hesitated, his eyes flicking to the lacy black bra in her basket. "I, uh, I need to tell you something. Something weird."

Emma's expression softened, and she walked over to sit beside him on the floor. "What is it, Luke? You know you can tell me anything," she said, her voice gentle and reassuring.

Luke took another deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "I just found out... I have this power. When I put on someone else's clothes, I... I transform. I become them, or at least, parts of me do."

Emma's eyes widened in disbelief. "What do you mean? Like, you turn into someone else?"

Luke nodded. "Yeah, sort of. Like, if I put on your bra, I'll... I'll get your breasts," he said, his face flushing at the words.

Emma looked at him for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, to Luke's surprise, she laughed. "That's crazy, Luke. Are you sure you're not just imagining things?"

Luke shook his head. "No, I'm serious. Look, I'll show you." He reached for the lacy black bra in her basket, his heart pounding. He pulled off his shirt, his hands shaking slightly as he put on the bra.

As the fabric touched his skin, he felt the warmth spread across his chest. He looked down, watching as his flat chest swelled, filling out the bra. He could feel the weight of them, the way they moved as he breathed. He looked up at Emma, his eyes wide.

Emma's laughter faded, her eyes widening in shock. "Oh my god, Luke. That's... that's insane," she whispered, her hand reaching out to touch his new breasts. Luke shivered at the contact, the sensation of her hand on his sensitive skin sending a jolt of pleasure through him.

"See? I told you," Luke said, his voice barely above a whisper. He could feel his heart pounding, his body responding to Emma's touch. He could feel the heat between his legs, the wetness growing as Emma's hand lingered on his breast.

Emma's eyes met his, and he could see the desire in them. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his. Luke hesitated for a moment, then kissed her back, his hands reaching up to tangle in her hair. He could taste her, the sweetness of her lip gloss, the warmth of her mouth. He could feel her body pressing against his, her curves fitting perfectly against his new form.

He broke away, gasping for breath. "Emma, what are we doing?" he whispered, his eyes searching hers.

Emma smiled, her hand trailing down his chest, over his stomach, and down to the waistband of his jeans. "I think we're exploring your new power, Luke," she said, her voice husky with desire. "What do you want to do next?"

{What does Luke do?}