Marion the sex bomb

-Flash!-

"Uhm, what the fuck was that?" Marion's shrill voice leaked into your returning hearing. You were already moving quickly towards where you knew she had been standing, intent on taking the gun out of her hands before she could use it against you.

You blindly pull the gun out of her hand and blink to see her regaining her own senses.

Marion looks like you remember her, but she seems a bit more confused than usual. Then you realize, she used the gun on herself! Whatever she is now is what she imagined when she pulled the trigger. You told her it was a vibrator and she probably had some dream stereotype in mind that would make her cream her bleached panties.

And you can only remember Marion as the bimbo slut that can't say no to any man or woman's advances. But, when she was horny and without any rich boyfriends around, very few could say no to her pleading eyes and alluring presence. Living together with Marion was... a bit of a challenge, but she was a **** of nature. Bobby and you both had had sex with her. It was impossible not to be in an open relationship with a doll like Marion sharing in the rent.

In fact, sharing the rent was a bit of a understatement. Marion paid 80 percent of the rent while you and Bobby took care of the remaining items like electricity, water, internet, stuff that required paperwork. She worked as a glamour model when she wasn't a professional escort and would be a millionaire in a year or two if she had any financial sense and self control.

You knew all this, while also knowing that this was a lie. Marion was the result of proto-Marion turning herself into Marion. And by the completely alien look on Marion's worried face, it was clear she still remembered who she'd been, the same way you vaguely remembered your old life.

The Marion you knew would be different from now on. At least until she decided she would be happy with her new life. Which might not be instantaneous, you realize.

"Like, what happened to me?" Marion said as she looked down at her fake tits.

"Well I told you it was a good vibrator," You said with a smile as you put the gun into your purse and slung it over your shoulder, hugging it close to your waist with an elbow. "But weren't you getting ready for that photo shoot?"

"What? Photo shoot? No..." Marion said slowly with doubt in her tone. You knew she wasn't slow, but her brain prioritized processing certain trains of thought higher than others. Stuff like outfits, fashion, which boyfriend to invite over or to invite herself. That she excelled at doing in the blink of an eye. So you weren't too surprised being put in an existentially new situation made her feel like she was trying to get out of a deep slumber and sort of failing to do so.

"Wait, now that you mention it, I do recall having an appointment soon," Marion admitted after a few seconds of glancing around. "What do you think of this outfit they got me? I think it's pretty cool, right?" she asked as her more familiar personality began surfacing again.

You sigh and give her a weary smile. "It's awesome, Marion. Thank you for showing me before it gets dirtied up," you say, pretending that was the reason she'd arrived in your room. She jiggled happily and tested a few more poses on instinct for you. To be honest, you don't really think she'd have any reason to go in here to steal any of your clothes. She'd probably rather be struck by lightning than get caught in some of your underwear or tops, not that anything but your panties would fit her.

"Mind if I try that vibrator again?" Marion asked once she seemed to remember something. She might be caught in a new life, but she can probably put two and two together and see that the gun is what caused her transformation into Marion.

"Can we talk about that later?" you say to deflect and point at your wrist as if there's a watch there. "You should make sure you get to the shoot in time, and I have to study and pay some maintenance bills."

"Um, okay," Marion says and seems to be distracted by her mind settling into it's normal mode of operations, moving out of your bedroom towards her own.

Once she's out of sight, you sigh with relief as you let the act drop for a second. It's not good, Marion probably understands you have an item that can change people around, but you're not sure if she cares or not.

Oh well, for now you just have to move around with the gun close at hand. You were planning on wearing something more casual, getting some groceries, cleaning the apartment a little and making some dinner before snuggling up with Robbie. Right now however, you pondered if that was the right move.

(Image: Rikki Six)