Mind link

The shared body in a single outfit situation lasted for much of a lazy afternoon, but when night rolled around, you weren't really sure what to do. You stood the two of you up and headed back to the bedroom, carrying Jan essentially with you wherever you go. "Okay, Jane, we went the whole day, are we done now?"

"What, you don't want to do a whole night too? Then what about tomorrow? This went so well today!" you heard your fiancée say. She seemed to find some enjoyment in making you and Jan cooperate as a single unit. "Plus, I got to have a lot of fun making your body look good from the outside. Wouldn't you want to do more?"

You sighed a little, resting a hand to your forehead as Jan looked back at you. "I mean, I will admit I had fun today. Being sort of like a Jan-extension was enjoyable in its own weird way." You paused, watching as Jane was already getting pajamas and tank tank tops out of the closet, resizing them into something larger for two bodies to use. "It's just not practical, though. I can barely see where I'm going, the position of my arms is a little limiting, going to the bathroom is far, far better split apart even if there were a more practical solution for that... so yeah. I think maybe one day is enough."

"Well," your girlfriend thought out loud, "what if I were to link your minds? I bet I could do something like that. I link clothes together and group them into singular units, and ghosts possess people... so maybe I could possess you two just enough to group your brains and thoughts into one thing? Then, maybe you could see through Jan's actual eyes to fix that problem!"

Jan shuddered at the thought. "Having John in my head, mixing with my thoughts... w-wow..." Clearly she seemed to like the concept. You weren't so sure if getting so connected to Jan would be a good idea, but why would you ever think you get a say in things? You felt an ice cold strike your head all of a sudden, and a grunt from Jan made it sound like she experienced the same.

"It'll take just a little bit of tinkering, I think," Jan said, suddenly panicking that she was being made to say words that were actually from Jane! "Still really new at this, but being a ghost is pretty intuitive. I thought about what I wanted to do to these clothes and it worked, so I bet that if I think it's probably possible to tinker with your bodies and minds, then I can do that too!"

You shut your eyes as you felt the weirdness of whatever your girlfriend was doing in your head. You were distressed that you couldn't **** her out, so you had no other choice than to endure. You felt a sudden shift in perspective, as when you opened your eyes... they weren't your eyes. You were seeing through Jan, who was looking down at the massive breast-shapes in the shirt in front of you. You couldn't seem to directly control where you looked, but...

Hey, could you look up? you thought. Suddenly Jan's eyes looked upward, straight ahead.

Oh, sorry! She thought back. ...Wait, John, was that really you? Are we... thinking at each other?

You nodded, though you realized after a moment that both heads were nodding simultaneously. You heard a little ghostly giggle at that. "Okay, so! I put myself in your heads as sort of a bridge, I guess. And John is the backseat driver! Since he has control over the arms and legs, he also can influence control over Jan's head, for ease of use. That includes instructions on where to look, and what to say."

"...I can speak through Jan?" Jan said all of a sudden, though you originally intended to say it through your mouth. Your hands came up to cover Jan's mouth, as if she was doing it herself, solidifying the sensation that you were operating in a truly synchronized fashion, even if it felt like you were mostly an individual. More ghostly giggles erupted at that.

"Oh, it'll get even more fun as the connection gets stronger! Just, go ahead and get into the sleepwear, let's get you some rest, and tomorrow will be a new day!"

You nodded simultaneously again, and this time both bodies were very cooperative in the process, feeling like it was better to be close than apart. The shirts and jeans came off, and the looser pajama pants and tank tops waited patiently, though you and Jan at least were given a few brief moments, thankfully, to do things like use the bathroom separately before coming back together.

The mind link made you and Jan feel magnetic. Being far away was increasingly unbearable, but being up against one another felt natural, like it was meant to happen. No doubt that was Jane's doing, somehow... but one thing she didn't do was make Jan transmit all these thoughts about you and her being this single person into your mind. You didn't say anything, not wanting to alarm Jan that you were eavesdropping on her mind, but you felt her excitement, attraction, this feeling that in a weird way this was a dream come true. She wanted to be closer and closer, willing to give herself up to you completely somehow if it meant being together! And with this magnetic connection, it felt like she wanted to get even closer than was physically possible... like the ultimate state of being for the synchronized minds was to somehow overlap in one space. Jan truly wanted to be a single person with you in charge of her motions and actions, finding that infinitely more thrilling than having Jane moving her around for your pleasure. At least, in that moment, with that mind link, that's what she thought.

You two worked like choreographed dancers to get into the pajamas and tank top, stretching out a little once inside to test your movement. From the new perspective of being able to see through Jan--you could control that by opening or closing your own eyes--you got a better sense of moving fluidly in this larger double-body with Jan in front. That really did look and feel good, you had to admit... you could do this for more than a day, if it felt this effortless. You ran your hands along the fabric, feeling a single being. The illusion was only lost when Jan glanced to the shoulders, seeing your arms wrapping around hers, but seeing your arms in place of hers didn't seem to bother her much. Rather, she liked it when you felt along the nightwear, then up to her face and hair to undo her loose braids before bed. You just instinctively knew she needed to do that, and then it was done!

Soon, you climbed into bed, laying on your side, with your passenger in front. Or behind? You were losing a sense of which one you really were... but you didn't think about it very long as you drifted to sleep.